<?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-1648150699875789744</id><updated>2012-02-04T08:15:58.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>undying-Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7017590170862263424</id><published>2012-02-04T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:11:27.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>This year started in a very bitter way. Life's so hard? It has been a difficult journey so far. So hard to even get an apology. Even when I'm not at fault. So i wonder why is it always has to be myself that have to be the one hurting? Or be the one who cares? I swear I hate this feeling. Falling into the same old trap, falling for sweet-talks, and forced to get out of the whole crap thing again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this? Yes, everyone would love to lead a happy life. That includes me! Even if I start the day with a smile, or tuning to my favorite song and ignoring the world, at some moment during the day reality will hit you in the face and boom, you're on the ground. And during this hard times when you need just someone you thought you knew or love, would bring you up. This moment, this special one will let you go, and there you are in this whole bullshit trap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to be on my own, run far away from reality, this is not an easy task to be completed. If only I have my own vehicle, I'd go somewhere and rant this anger out DAMN! Right now, it's an easy escape. It never was. Never! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people need a bitch slap in the face! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7017590170862263424?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7017590170862263424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7017590170862263424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7017590170862263424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7017590170862263424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/02/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7684148522303773790</id><published>2012-02-01T08:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:40:03.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>What is life without the roller-coaster rides? No doubt, it hurts like tiny needles poking through the skins till it meet your heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why do I always get very sleepy everytime  I am halfway done or, maybe not even a quarter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get my rest, and counting the days till this course is over and I will get to catch up my sleep and etc. That's gonna be a good life, being pampered.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune for more, Nights xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7684148522303773790?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7684148522303773790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7684148522303773790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7684148522303773790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7684148522303773790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/02/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3267870771586967094</id><published>2012-01-28T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T10:28:52.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't blame me for being emotional. Or maybe for thinking too much. This occurs every month. I have to endure with every mess up here. And down here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore guys who assure their girlfriends that they love 'em, that they will be there when you need 'em. Those who would listen to your rants and yet love you. One who wouldn't do anything to hurt or make 'em feel insecure. One who will ask how did the day went? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe guys do have feelings. And so do we, girls. But why must we always think and care much further compared to 'em? I wonder why do we have some space up there thinking about the negative stuff? Why can't we be assured? Or maybe that's too much to ask for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely unfair! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3267870771586967094?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3267870771586967094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3267870771586967094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3267870771586967094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3267870771586967094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-blame-me-for-being-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8311804789497918095</id><published>2012-01-28T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:38:05.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>Hi hi, nothing much to say but I did fall asleep while writing yesterday's post! Before I stone out, I shall write this as fast possible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal saturday. But, have to wake up early for today! Heading to Melaka soon, MWA NEED MY SLEEP NOW&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RixzrzHVV7A/TyQyeyV9GBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/kM6vyOnxHSg/s640/blogger-image-1490477885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RixzrzHVV7A/TyQyeyV9GBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/kM6vyOnxHSg/s640/blogger-image-1490477885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8311804789497918095?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8311804789497918095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8311804789497918095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8311804789497918095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8311804789497918095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/01/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RixzrzHVV7A/TyQyeyV9GBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/kM6vyOnxHSg/s72-c/blogger-image-1490477885.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1003558055440642162</id><published>2012-01-27T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:27:43.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>Holla luvlies, back again here for updating. This application has been helping me to update my blog! Basically, that's all that I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous post was supposed to be on the 26, making this on the 27. But it seems to be all jumbled up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't gonna take so long because while I am writing this, I had my phone slipping away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day? What's new, there's work &gt; wake up early &gt; handling my little angels &gt; home &gt; Bugis &gt; home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, goodnight xx&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kYt7yGmD21Y/TyLpw4Z_SiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/C3sz6f2ghM8/s640/blogger-image-219943155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kYt7yGmD21Y/TyLpw4Z_SiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/C3sz6f2ghM8/s640/blogger-image-219943155.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_asUGAtPZpM/TyLpyfPlpmI/AAAAAAAAB4A/TqxUFAmQDWc/s640/blogger-image-389501114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-_asUGAtPZpM/TyLpyfPlpmI/AAAAAAAAB4A/TqxUFAmQDWc/s640/blogger-image-389501114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1003558055440642162?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1003558055440642162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1003558055440642162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1003558055440642162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1003558055440642162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-kYt7yGmD21Y/TyLpw4Z_SiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/C3sz6f2ghM8/s72-c/blogger-image-219943155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7259973977450866880</id><published>2012-01-27T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:03:28.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome welcome!</title><content type='html'>Greetings with lotsa love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a, really, very long time since I have been blogging till came this one night I couldn't sleep &gt; *TADA* &amp; IT WAS FATED THAT I FOUND THE BLOGGER APP! More ideas strikes in during the middle of the night but only today that I have decided to write a post! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where to start or where to stop. Basically my goal was to blog at the start of 2012, but somethings got me delayed so here I am XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending my 6 months holidays, feels so heavenly, yet to come to an end tho. This was where I came up with the opportunity to start the journey to fulfill my dreams, which is to be an early childhood teacher! Been going through this course and couldn't wait for it to come to an end. Reasons being that I have to catch up on my sleep! Two, i want to sit and relax on the couch having a movie marathon. Addition to that, sleeping in the wee hours! Feels like it has been decades, actually nope. Been just few months since I got myself pampered at home, resting! This job is very excited but at the same time, I am looking forward to come for the little angels that will make my day, a better day after all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to be read and written but since I am working later on O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the right time to end the day with, and turn in! Never stop hoping that tomorrow will much better day! Stay tune for the upcoming stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really have to shut these eyes before they shut it! Goodnight y'all &lt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7259973977450866880?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7259973977450866880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7259973977450866880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7259973977450866880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7259973977450866880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-welcome.html' title='Welcome welcome!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8268420313205704917</id><published>2011-06-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T04:20:05.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiqJ5JvCUs/TfH8uujrOPI/AAAAAAAAB28/KwFKJogT1AA/s1600/IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616548090009565426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiqJ5JvCUs/TfH8uujrOPI/AAAAAAAAB28/KwFKJogT1AA/s320/IMG_1398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Officially, it is already the tenth and he has turned 18! Great my title is the tenth too right, i know right. Many things had been said so i will make this just a simple wish though. Yeah, sometimes not everything you can tell everybody. That's how it goes like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY M18, MY AWESOME AND LOVELY BOYFRIEND &amp;lt;3 May all your wishes come true and get ready for more special things in the future. I love you, xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8268420313205704917?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8268420313205704917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8268420313205704917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8268420313205704917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8268420313205704917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten.html' title='Ten'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBiqJ5JvCUs/TfH8uujrOPI/AAAAAAAAB28/KwFKJogT1AA/s72-c/IMG_1398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-183924028260483267</id><published>2011-05-27T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T02:51:34.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611329825344484018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBD7xcqHo50/Td9yvv02crI/AAAAAAAAB2g/gz4Kf6_Sr6Y/s320/IMG_7436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know right my songs are naise 'cause like right now they are blasting. Ok, but back to square one nao because actually im runnin' late to..meet my mom. Please i am forever late but people change right? Oh come on. Had a call, and such a lovely story and i am officially excited for the chalet so like yeah, you guys feel me? Ah-hah no i guess, no. I think i'm like hyped up or what? But, im one day away from my mid-year paper. That's good though cause i can't be stressing out like this. This is just not fair for a student. Everyone needs a break right. Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And so, i had a lil time for a movie and that movie made me teared up not just because of the you know, love story but also, the friendship within both of the main actor. Try watchin' Something Borrowed, i'd give four out of five stars. That just reminds me of someone? Or maybe it's too late? I think? Or no? Or yes? Because i have no idea but i do miss someone which used to be there when i always needed one. LIke i've said, people changed. Sometimes, i really do miss 'em but what can i do about it? People choose their own way, right? And you're just an option to 'em? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should not get too emotional right now because i dont want my eyes to be puffy. But, it's worth crying for someone whom you missed without them know though but even if things changed, nothing much gonna happen because..i think people just change. But, i do still miss my bestfriend but it's ok even if it's not nothing's gonna change so it is okay, i guess. But, i am strong and i can do this on my own or even with my angry birds around cause they are crazy and noisy and fun guys to hang with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611329831169574482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nEodJt1uoo4/Td9ywFhqRlI/AAAAAAAAB2w/tKkbF_v3y6M/s320/IMG_7253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_bxwQ9grgQ/Td9yv2MgRwI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pPtncuTEE1A/s1600/IMG_7479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611329827054307074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_bxwQ9grgQ/Td9yv2MgRwI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pPtncuTEE1A/s320/IMG_7479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, i am strong because i always have this someone by me and that's my adorable boy who is turning a year old in two week's time? Hell yeah! Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, i think i am done? Yup, done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-183924028260483267?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/183924028260483267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=183924028260483267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/183924028260483267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/183924028260483267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/05/nine.html' title='Nine'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBD7xcqHo50/Td9yvv02crI/AAAAAAAAB2g/gz4Kf6_Sr6Y/s72-c/IMG_7436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6070558284101287041</id><published>2011-05-16T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T02:11:25.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K, ya know the fact that i have like nathin' on ma mind right nao so i dont see a point squeezing on what to type here. So, may the pictures do ze the talkin' again pepolz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnWbW65kNSM/TdER19ORczI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/zvNhXEHm3zw/s1600/IMG_7110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607282629718143794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnWbW65kNSM/TdER19ORczI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/zvNhXEHm3zw/s320/IMG_7110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aa-MyZB9b0M/TdER1QpXGQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/2L6BqbWfZhY/s1600/IMG_7112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607282617752164610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aa-MyZB9b0M/TdER1QpXGQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/2L6BqbWfZhY/s320/IMG_7112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVw1E6QW2Zw/TdER1bCNKdI/AAAAAAAAB2A/fdXrESGplBQ/s1600/IMG_7117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607282620540725714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVw1E6QW2Zw/TdER1bCNKdI/AAAAAAAAB2A/fdXrESGplBQ/s320/IMG_7117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5FwbaEL_nk/TdER1LAnHDI/AAAAAAAAB14/pbywTQn6tPg/s1600/IMG_7118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607282616239070258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5FwbaEL_nk/TdER1LAnHDI/AAAAAAAAB14/pbywTQn6tPg/s320/IMG_7118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7huYB2_dA/TdEOdxw4ImI/AAAAAAAAB1I/oPdIy5EuaKk/s1600/IMG_7119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607278915790316130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7huYB2_dA/TdEOdxw4ImI/AAAAAAAAB1I/oPdIy5EuaKk/s320/IMG_7119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZylokIfYHEo/TdEOdc4icUI/AAAAAAAAB04/MLkRK3urAh0/s1600/IMG_7121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607278910185304386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZylokIfYHEo/TdEOdc4icUI/AAAAAAAAB04/MLkRK3urAh0/s320/IMG_7121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7O4WFzdJHI/TdEOdGGsRCI/AAAAAAAAB0w/1Qnp8GAl3H0/s1600/IMG_7122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607278904070652962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7O4WFzdJHI/TdEOdGGsRCI/AAAAAAAAB0w/1Qnp8GAl3H0/s320/IMG_7122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6070558284101287041?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6070558284101287041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6070558284101287041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6070558284101287041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6070558284101287041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/05/eight.html' title='Eight'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnWbW65kNSM/TdER19ORczI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/zvNhXEHm3zw/s72-c/IMG_7110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3304797433224542624</id><published>2011-05-04T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:13:03.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>How to start? Seems like I start every post with a 'I know it has been quite a long time since I blogged'- how boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a princess, I was being treated today. Turns into a memoriable date ever in my life! I'm keepin' this short, sweet and simple tho. It started off with mistaken of movie timings and so we have a number of plans. None of us could even decide on where to have dinner but eventually we end up at Bbq Chicken. And so, while waiting for our tummy to be filled up, he taught me on how to play Monopoly Deal. Like he expected, yup he won twice again me! So not fair, even, he was bullying me ): Slowly, I'll pull it through and beat that boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was fun, indeed, despite his blisters. Alright, I lost few points to him. Ah no, actually it shouldn't be counted cause there was technical problem with the comp, the timing. By just the two of us throwing balls to the pins, it only took 15mins to bowl a game. Just thought of having the next round of monopoly deal but nope. Only then we saw the number 3 hall starts flashing, we made our way in. Good weather for us to talk a walk. Basically that was his idea. Like I said, I fell for him hard, again and again. How could I not? He's too adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This medication is officially, working right now. I gues I shall sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3304797433224542624?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3304797433224542624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3304797433224542624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3304797433224542624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3304797433224542624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/05/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6835925885491970962</id><published>2011-05-03T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:16:44.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six</title><content type='html'>Hi. Basically I should have been sleeping now but my eyes can't seem to be shut. Therefore, this shall be a good place to pour my boredom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours ago, I just came back from an awesomest getaway trip. Got extreme excited when I saw the design of our hotel room. Damn it, it's a 5-star hotel! Oh gosh. A jaw-dropping moment when I stepped into my aunt's room. But double jaw-drop when I got into our room. Godness, it was grand and big and everything! Big bed &gt; fluffy pillows &gt; big windows &gt; amazing pool view &gt;  big mirrors &gt; bathtub &gt; BIG TOILET &gt; AAHHHHHHH you know that tingling feeling? Great then, I guess you feel me. I love big windows and mirrors. I would love to build big windows when I get a house to my own. It's like, hmm, literally, a dream come true? Not to forget this too, SHOPPING! Oh yeah, and so we shopped till we dropped. DAAAAMMMNN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward: Tons of excitement. Awesome shopping trip. Boyfriend slept on me again and again and again. Supper? Oh never have Teh Tarik with mushroom soup.  They does not blend well. Despite, that's the reason why I am still awake right now. Tomorrow? Rest &gt; No school. Prolly, going to upload photos? And I need to get myself on track for fitness and..exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall call it a night? Yeah, goodnight &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6835925885491970962?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6835925885491970962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6835925885491970962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6835925885491970962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6835925885491970962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/05/six.html' title='Six'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3204598067560614245</id><published>2011-04-24T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T04:45:12.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it has beem a long time again since i blogged. I am out of words but dreadly bored so pictures shall do some talking. Enjoy these random photos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_LCmMu7s8g8/TbQKAA60vxI/AAAAAAAAB0I/t7Qy-yZasWQ/s1600/IMG_6326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599111232091373330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_LCmMu7s8g8/TbQKAA60vxI/AAAAAAAAB0I/t7Qy-yZasWQ/s400/IMG_6326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wgRQ1Eght8/TbQJ_1H9I_I/AAAAAAAAB0A/xHvpenY9u50/s1600/IMG_5932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599111228925223922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7wgRQ1Eght8/TbQJ_1H9I_I/AAAAAAAAB0A/xHvpenY9u50/s400/IMG_5932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-684khC7mTn0/TbQJ_i-qy3I/AAAAAAAABz4/ABsbiFLGrNE/s1600/IMG_5741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599111224054434674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-684khC7mTn0/TbQJ_i-qy3I/AAAAAAAABz4/ABsbiFLGrNE/s400/IMG_5741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUDWs7eHtE8/TbQJ_Q1t6oI/AAAAAAAABzw/9s6kzJYn0Wk/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599111219185052290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUDWs7eHtE8/TbQJ_Q1t6oI/AAAAAAAABzw/9s6kzJYn0Wk/s400/IMG_5513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ydCicyKIF8M/TbQJ_MVeMWI/AAAAAAAABzo/x0e8F8Okuyg/s1600/IMG_5438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599111217976062306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ydCicyKIF8M/TbQJ_MVeMWI/AAAAAAAABzo/x0e8F8Okuyg/s400/IMG_5438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599106860517917986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vn4i-4b84lI/TbQGBjifhSI/AAAAAAAABzQ/K3eRSo1hH4c/s400/IMG_4174.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599106863951530754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8wpJfkB6yWA/TbQGBwVISwI/AAAAAAAABzY/P9yDJMXPcOU/s400/IMG_3611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-169S1QEP4NI/TbQECfsoDgI/AAAAAAAABzI/5NttDM0bt4U/s1600/IMG_3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599104677643292162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-169S1QEP4NI/TbQECfsoDgI/AAAAAAAABzI/5NttDM0bt4U/s400/IMG_3605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UE29E4Z55o/TbQEBn_sIYI/AAAAAAAABzA/_IYX3FF_Ovc/s1600/IMG_3410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599104642948013042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abJvUPOND4U/TbQEAecoG_I/AAAAAAAAByo/5HpTkXQvQiI/s400/IMG_3218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMAnzoc8Xc/TbQCEiIR01I/AAAAAAAAByg/Uw3_xmzH3Dc/s1600/IMG_3231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599102513632629586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMAnzoc8Xc/TbQCEiIR01I/AAAAAAAAByg/Uw3_xmzH3Dc/s400/IMG_3231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xadAShQS_GM/TbQCEa_ZyUI/AAAAAAAAByY/ANOctxFRhno/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599102511716354370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xadAShQS_GM/TbQCEa_ZyUI/AAAAAAAAByY/ANOctxFRhno/s400/IMG_2947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JSl6W7zDwvs/TbQCD35EH_I/AAAAAAAAByQ/X2I6L6z0uQQ/s1600/IMG_2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599102502294527986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JSl6W7zDwvs/TbQCD35EH_I/AAAAAAAAByQ/X2I6L6z0uQQ/s400/IMG_2785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1MK6kGHVsY/TbQCD3oVk4I/AAAAAAAAByI/OO2znj30BpE/s1600/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599102502224368514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1MK6kGHVsY/TbQCD3oVk4I/AAAAAAAAByI/OO2znj30BpE/s400/IMG_2941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BAv9ZLfL2k/TbQCDrkGu6I/AAAAAAAAByA/eCbx2NTH4hc/s1600/IMG_2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599102498985393058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BAv9ZLfL2k/TbQCDrkGu6I/AAAAAAAAByA/eCbx2NTH4hc/s400/IMG_2577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr5X4gk-mKQ/TbQADMujhwI/AAAAAAAABxo/9kDj2656mBg/s1600/IMG_1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599100291684468482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr5X4gk-mKQ/TbQADMujhwI/AAAAAAAABxo/9kDj2656mBg/s400/IMG_1731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fQP7GM2sVM/TbQAC7bz8hI/AAAAAAAABxg/IUrlHwNyWNw/s1600/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599100287042449938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fQP7GM2sVM/TbQAC7bz8hI/AAAAAAAABxg/IUrlHwNyWNw/s400/IMG_1455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twWFm3r9_hc/TbQAClxsL4I/AAAAAAAABxY/GO747kViNQ8/s1600/IMG_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599100281228636034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twWFm3r9_hc/TbQAClxsL4I/AAAAAAAABxY/GO747kViNQ8/s400/IMG_1191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8steWKCb9Nw/TbP9gFhqkNI/AAAAAAAABxQ/Q7e4zlnwgX4/s1600/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599097472426396418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyLJCFtKwVg/TbP9fGLDSwI/AAAAAAAABw4/hm8Q7MY8XgA/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3204598067560614245?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3204598067560614245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3204598067560614245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3204598067560614245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3204598067560614245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/04/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_LCmMu7s8g8/TbQKAA60vxI/AAAAAAAAB0I/t7Qy-yZasWQ/s72-c/IMG_6326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7868477020506650907</id><published>2011-03-24T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:19:27.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four.</title><content type='html'>Er..this is so awkward but I guess a Hi could help. I couldnt get my eyes to shut therefore, here I am. I just had my night conversation with that boy. Starting, I couldn't get my emotions stable and I cried. No, not because of him but cause of..dad.. I know right, this is a reality challenge I have to go through. Sighs. Everytime i step into my room, takin a glance from my wall to my mirror, that's the moment my emotions loosen up and I couldn't be any stronger anymore. Even by touch nor talking, damn it's merely a picture. Only prayers can help. How I wish..but none of the things i wish would be granted anymore because I have been wishing he was here with me, us. But..yeah reality. I just have to cry it all out to him, because he knows everything well and he's always there for me. Slowly, I laughed to his jokes and there goes my tears. I don't know why but I feel so comfortable talking to him at about anything. He knows when I am down, like he could read my mind. Just like my dad, he would heal all the pain and change them into smiles. Thank god, besides my wonderful families, I have him around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been enjoying and gaining back what I have lost during school days. Yeah, I need them. Can't live without self-confidence right? I guess, I am much better now. Really, sometimes I regret but I shall continue with my journey. Even if some people or certain people would compare my results to whoever, I shall tell myself that I have done my best. Nothing shall bring me down, I hope so. Until when? Enough, once schools starts, I don't think I will be working that much. I have to catch up on things that i am not sure of. Yes, I found a soul who could help me. Irsyam. Someday, once he got all the notes done with, we shall meet up and study together. I think it's time to be serious and focus on this. Atleast, try my best, tho I can't? Hmm. Yeah. Even if I can't get any poly course, there's still ite right? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two days to stay home and rest. To just relax and at the same time, help mom with the house chores. Shall just stay home cause really, don't feel like heading out or shall I say dress up for something? Hahaha. Lazy, that's it! Besides that, I am having muscles cramps due to the rock-climbing which I went two days back. But, it was hilarious! Meeting those guys who crack jokes all the time, supports each other. Hehehe fun to climb with them, you know. Especially with that boy. I could see him dancing and singing to the songs &gt; when he's happy, and being so frustrated &gt; when he failed an attempt to finish his given route. But, he tries hard and my baby never gives up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping, like I told you so but, I think this is enough right? Alright, I need to relax my mind and close my eyes then I could fall asleep &gt; that was what that boy kept telling me while he was dozing off. So adorable right? Hehehe cute mellows! Nanights &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7868477020506650907?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7868477020506650907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7868477020506650907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7868477020506650907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7868477020506650907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/03/four.html' title='Four.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-998747798130514995</id><published>2011-02-15T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:06:10.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why does it have to be tonight that I have to tear this much. Itchy hand, I read the whole blog and I cried of happiness, some sadness. How bad this is? Pretty bad. He is sick and I wouldn't want to wake him up from his rest. I just can't control this anymore. I needed someone, but I don't think anyone is up at this timing or whatever I dont know because I wouldn't want to burden anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did my dad has to go and leave me and my sister behind? He was always there for me. I would call him every night before going to sleep. And at some nights, I would forget to ring him but he would call me. Because he never forgets me. Because he loves me. Damn. Dad, why must you go? Why must my dad that has to be the one! Urgh! I have always missed you ever since you left, dad. But how could I meet you? I miss everything about you. Daddyyyyy I misssssss yoooouuuuuu pleaseee comeee backkk :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't care who would read this. I don't care anymore. I cried this bad cause I miss my dad and..my bestfriend. But I just don't know I don't know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-998747798130514995?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/998747798130514995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=998747798130514995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/998747798130514995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/998747798130514995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/02/three.html' title='Three.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3132728620589730252</id><published>2011-02-11T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:40:19.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no school on every Friday, isn't it amazing? And as for myself, for only this week, i went to school just for a day- which is only on monday. The best part is that, i was on mc for the last three days. Meaning, i have a long weekend. But, i have to catch up with every single thing i missed in class, alone. I have plans for today and that's like late in the evening, i guess? Shall just wait for his text and get my ass off from here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like, seriously i am actually late. I just got him calling, saying his home. Thought i would write a long post, but i guess not today again. Hehehehehhe, sho sorry. Another free day, i'll just write a long post regarding how's life been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3132728620589730252?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3132728620589730252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3132728620589730252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3132728620589730252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3132728620589730252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/02/two.html' title='Two'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7594008988042251308</id><published>2011-02-10T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:23:44.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572001591965625378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TVO57RkFrCI/AAAAAAAABuo/0LJzqCJr1qw/s400/tumblr_lge8um01IO1qavelio1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my first post of 2011. Ridiculous, why i am still here :/ Since i got to know that my new comp is already working, here i am again. It has been quite a long time since i logged into my blogger account. Most of my free time, i would just update my tumblr. Easiest way to show how you feel is by reblogging those pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I shouldn't brag too long because i should actually be getting ready for dinner but i am still here blogging. You have yet to catch things up but, i really have to do this fast. Hehehe. Oopssy doopsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2011 didntt start off well. But, right now im cool. I shall just upload some photos. Wait, i have more to come but i guess, tonight? Hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HEKHEKHEK ok i know i was complicated back then but i guess evry girl is complicated if they were in my bloody situation ok. Bahahaha. I AM SO BACK WITH TAJUL ISFAHAN :&gt; Wooops. Be jealous please, bitch. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572001993282519746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TVO6SolfgsI/AAAAAAAABuw/KVP6tJzXcvo/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7594008988042251308?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7594008988042251308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7594008988042251308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7594008988042251308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7594008988042251308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2011/02/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TVO57RkFrCI/AAAAAAAABuo/0LJzqCJr1qw/s72-c/tumblr_lge8um01IO1qavelio1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7620689219426532767</id><published>2010-12-29T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:30:59.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't have a name for this :/</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what to name this post because I don't have a plan on blogging here. I mean, for the time being, perhaps, tumblr will be fine? So I am just going to tumblr. And I'm not surprised if I'm not going to update this for quite some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it. I have to tumblr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7620689219426532767?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7620689219426532767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7620689219426532767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7620689219426532767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7620689219426532767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-have-name-for-this.html' title='i don&apos;t have a name for this :/'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5625554941284623272</id><published>2010-12-27T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:49:31.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fresh start, I guess?</title><content type='html'>Hi. Time? 4plus in the morning and i have yet to sleep but i am here thinking on how to start a god damn starter for a freaking post. Damn it, FINALLY! Hmm i am having a hard time to just even start on a starting for this post. See? It has been quite a long time i blogged. It has been a very long time! I got into using tumblr too much till i left my blogger hanging alone right here :( speaking of the time, actually I should have slept an hour back then once I hang up on the phone with tajul but I don't see myself sleeping. I think, I know why. I guess I am plain hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life now. Hmmm. Life? Has been easy, has been hard on me. Sometimes I got myself stressed up with people around me. Sighs. Why are human beings the reason other people get stressed up? I hate it when I got so stressed up. But, what I could do? I have to keep it strong and fight through it. Hmm, w every of my family problems unsettled. Family, it used to be perfect back then. No longer in the present today, sadly to say. Sometimes, I thought about it, why me? Isn't it so unfair, I am 16 and yet I have so many things going through around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a few days away to 2011. Just a day back I hurt the person I love. That's very, ouch! I need to stay out of this game. I have to put myslef as a main player into this. I hate being complicated. But I have to make this work out. I can't force myself into love but, if there's a will, there's always be a way for it. Maybe this would work out? I have no idea but I ain't putting my hopes high. Things got to have a limit. I have gone through so much and I am glad because it has taught me a lot of things. It got me to be who I am now. It got me being independent, stronger and thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished, for every post I write, all the 'wants' &amp; 'needs' are granted. But, this is reality. And reality has never been fair, easy and perfect. But I have got to have faith, in everything I do. Focus on the big picture instead of the smaller ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5625554941284623272?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5625554941284623272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5625554941284623272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5625554941284623272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5625554941284623272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/12/fresh-start-i-guess.html' title='A fresh start, I guess?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8447057270331620052</id><published>2010-09-26T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:00:22.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs011.snc4/33894_10150091483709256_543164255_7242385_757242_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Huaaaa, hmm i'm updating my blog. I'm not feeling well, actually. Down with flu aand cough. And and, my voice. Adoooi! I'm done with transferring songs to my cousins mp3, so now i'm doing my thang before my mom start commanding me to shower because i'm the one who needs a long to get ready. MUAHAHA! I love making them wait. Hoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was it ydy that i went out with Zoo friends? Oops, nope, that was the day before ydy. Was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; AWESOME but incomplete. Let those photos do the talking because i'm busy sneezing and coughing. God, save me, it's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs658.snc4/61885_10150091492099256_543164255_7242647_12127_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs707.snc4/62735_10150091484009256_543164255_7242395_1370533_n.jpg" style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs638.snc4/59823_10150091479834256_543164255_7242196_6688299_n.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 480px; " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8447057270331620052?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8447057270331620052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8447057270331620052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8447057270331620052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8447057270331620052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/09/6.html' title='#6'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6832412068479080793</id><published>2010-09-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:09:31.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TJmF15jyIeI/AAAAAAAABuY/dyaV12ChhlM/s1600/DSC08380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TJmF15jyIeI/AAAAAAAABuY/dyaV12ChhlM/s400/DSC08380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519589979349721570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess why i'm back, because i really need to say something. I really need to blog. I really need to let things out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God, i'm trembling, even now. Why? I hate this feeling. Oh God. Why should things be this way? Why. Somebody tell me a good reason why should it be this way? Maybe i know why, but why can't both of us work things out? Where is the person, when i need him around? Where. Things are always complicated between us and why aren't we working it out together? How should i say this, but i really miss you but i have doubts in telling you that, why oh why? Obviously things aren't the same like how it was. And obviously i don't know whether you feel the same. I don't know whether it's me or you who aren't trying to make an effort to make things work out. God, help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And Daddy, wherever you are, let me tell you this- I miss you so much Daddy :( I miss having someone like you around. And i know also that no one can replace you. Because you're one in a million, Dad. I miss you around. I miss you so much. I missed those times where you and me, stayed up till late nights and we had maggi together. I missed watching soccer with you. I missed holding your palms. I missed walking side by side with you and hanging on to you, hugged you. I missed you asking me "Why, girl? Having any troubles?", with just a glance on my sour face you'd know there's something wrong somewhere. Now i'm missing those times but,.. I missed talking things out with you, daddy. Where are you, Daddy. I missssshhh youuuuuuuuuuu. I wish you'd come back, daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Behind this smile, there's something more that you don't know. Life's complicated. Everything is complicated. Maybe, i'm complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6832412068479080793?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6832412068479080793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6832412068479080793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6832412068479080793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6832412068479080793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/09/5.html' title='#5'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TJmF15jyIeI/AAAAAAAABuY/dyaV12ChhlM/s72-c/DSC08380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6572069633630868147</id><published>2010-08-06T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T04:06:48.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi hi hi, finally i have some time to update.Chey~ Today, i haaaaaaaaaaaaaaad looooooooooooooooooots and looooooooooooooots of fun because we celebrated ND. Oh oh, and those pictures in traditional clothes was on the day we celebrated RHD. Let the pictures do the talking because i'm really late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt; Do you know i'm alr late to meet them? Omg. It's alr 7 but i've not showered yet. Adooooooooooooooooooooooooi! I love being late. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TFvq16VK-PI/AAAAAAAABtI/A0u-OMZ-VGo/s400/38380_1331236443724_1315386591_753694_3694417_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502249581675215090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6572069633630868147?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6572069633630868147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6572069633630868147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6572069633630868147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6572069633630868147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/08/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TFvrU6wJ-EI/AAAAAAAABuI/cVIS_f8SgKQ/s72-c/35979_480107534255_543164255_6692119_66502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2332759094011452473</id><published>2010-08-05T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:05:07.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how old are you ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'm sweeeet 16, wooo~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2332759094011452473?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2332759094011452473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2332759094011452473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2332759094011452473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2332759094011452473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-old-are-you.html' title='how old are you ?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3157486364872915181</id><published>2010-08-05T00:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:04:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weii eka. hehh. takpe. i understand. end of this year uh k? pape you hello hello same ni iqahkatek k. love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Yeaahh, baaaaik cikarooz~ Problem no. Wooooo, loove loovey you too :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3157486364872915181?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3157486364872915181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3157486364872915181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3157486364872915181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3157486364872915181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/08/weii-eka-hehh-takpe-i-understand-end-of.html' title='weii eka. hehh. takpe. i understand. end of this year uh k? pape you hello hello same ni iqahkatek k. love you!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8259083878557470827</id><published>2010-07-27T02:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T04:21:35.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TE68AaaTmNI/AAAAAAAABtA/6ERWM19SOa8/s1600/P1020664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TE68AaaTmNI/AAAAAAAABtA/6ERWM19SOa8/s400/P1020664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498538910341634258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi. I'm not in the mood seriously. If my word really hurt you, then i'm really sorry but i couldn't take it anymore. I'm really sorry. I dont know what should i do now to even make myself better. I tried to be strong but.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dont know why i am feeling like this. What i'm feeling? I dont know la. I'm having my girl's thang and i guess, i'm too emotional righht now. I dont know what the hell i should do uh, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's just like some other day- where i woke up, running away from this reality, hoping someone wouldn't bump into me and tell me who i am now then, before. Where i keep making myself happy without you. But, i dont know what the hell is pulling me back! I dont know. A new day for me, without everything i had, is another big obstacle i have to overcome. I dont know whether should i be happy? Or should i be.. It's really hard but,.. I swear, it's damn hard. Where at a point, we're ok. At another point, you ok. Then at another point, you're not ok. I also dont know why i am so stuck up. I'm really sorry. And, i dont know why i am sorry for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dont know uh. Life is seriously hard. Bye.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8259083878557470827?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8259083878557470827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8259083878557470827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8259083878557470827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8259083878557470827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TE68AaaTmNI/AAAAAAAABtA/6ERWM19SOa8/s72-c/P1020664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8390074976498635387</id><published>2010-07-27T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:07:29.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don you wan to delete your pro pic? tot you not w him. still love is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OMG. Do i bother you in any ways, excuse me? There's still me in that picture. I love everything about that picture. It doesn't matter, it doesn't bother you anw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8390074976498635387?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8390074976498635387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8390074976498635387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8390074976498635387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8390074976498635387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/don-you-wan-to-delete-your-pro-pic-tot.html' title='don you wan to delete your pro pic? tot you not w him. still love is it?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7615526825294558489</id><published>2010-07-23T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T04:41:24.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking. Also, i'm rushing. So, enjoooooooys ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl_ew0eOrI/AAAAAAAABso/P_hx4Al_W7Y/s400/34605_414424433323_614683323_4434663_3438103_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497064986660190898" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl_sGBhU9I/AAAAAAAABs4/FYTfAho_q6E/s400/36403_414424248323_614683323_4434652_312465_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497065215690363858" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl_r4BDldI/AAAAAAAABsw/wk4Uq7ZEfvE/s400/35367_414413958323_614683323_4434250_1037672_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497065211930318290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl_UkUbgII/AAAAAAAABsg/UbZKhWlREgM/s400/34340_414420858323_614683323_4434539_1657115_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497064811505877122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl8iE1rJVI/AAAAAAAABsY/oIzftc5H8wQ/s400/34340_414420888323_614683323_4434545_5149284_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497061745038665042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl7q5alIGI/AAAAAAAABsQ/yRutDJasksU/s400/IMG_8886.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497060797079429218" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl7bNEF53I/AAAAAAAABsI/3RYBwIvBzHM/s400/IMG_8881.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497060527475910514" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7615526825294558489?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7615526825294558489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7615526825294558489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7615526825294558489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7615526825294558489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEl_ew0eOrI/AAAAAAAABso/P_hx4Al_W7Y/s72-c/34605_414424433323_614683323_4434663_3438103_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5336749853285874866</id><published>2010-07-23T01:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:38:57.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi! awak strezz buat coursework??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi awaks, stress lei. But, now finish alr. Doing theory. And theory suckx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5336749853285874866?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5336749853285874866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5336749853285874866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5336749853285874866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5336749853285874866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-awak-strezz-buat-coursework.html' title='hi! awak strezz buat coursework??'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5524470241233774197</id><published>2010-07-23T01:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:38:28.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi eka. iqahkatek here. i miss you. you miss me tak? (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi iqah ^^ Aaaw, i miss you too, babe. Sorry pasal june hols tu eh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5524470241233774197?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5524470241233774197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5524470241233774197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5524470241233774197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5524470241233774197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-eka-iqahkatek-here-i-miss-you-you.html' title='hi eka. iqahkatek here. i miss you. you miss me tak? (:'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1389858569788433725</id><published>2010-07-17T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T03:51:02.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEGJqH7G8bI/AAAAAAAABsA/KxiqmMrpzQQ/s1600/35716_414413733323_614683323_4434229_6269395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEGJqH7G8bI/AAAAAAAABsA/KxiqmMrpzQQ/s400/35716_414413733323_614683323_4434229_6269395_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494824377143194034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi. Life's so hard now. I don't know what i should even write now. I'm confused. Saddened. I dont know why am i even like this again. I'm fasting, so i'll try to not break down again. K, i cannot do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Excuse me, have you ever put yourself in my shoes, girl? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1389858569788433725?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1389858569788433725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1389858569788433725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1389858569788433725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1389858569788433725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TEGJqH7G8bI/AAAAAAAABsA/KxiqmMrpzQQ/s72-c/35716_414413733323_614683323_4434229_6269395_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5169236342956805055</id><published>2010-07-10T00:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:15:37.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Pretty (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HI :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5169236342956805055?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5169236342956805055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5169236342956805055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5169236342956805055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5169236342956805055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-pretty.html' title='Hi Pretty (:'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8413073613114235456</id><published>2010-07-10T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:15:19.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi im Single are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Oh yeah~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8413073613114235456?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8413073613114235456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8413073613114235456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8413073613114235456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8413073613114235456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-im-single-are-you.html' title='Hi im Single are you?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3717699455855040130</id><published>2010-07-08T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:11:00.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDWkIK7HBzI/AAAAAAAABr4/dSwHjwY7aqM/s1600/36924_1144765275685_1724127148_290113_6990223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDWkIK7HBzI/AAAAAAAABr4/dSwHjwY7aqM/s400/36924_1144765275685_1724127148_290113_6990223_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491475780926375730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi. Well, i should actually tell you that today's so different! I'm the happy-me &amp;amp; the hyper-me. Am so glad. And and, much more la. I'm lazy to blog la actually but i dont know what i'm doing here -.-' As seen, i changed my blog skin but, lazy to do other things. Check out the chat-box. So cute. Haha, i saw it at Nisaa's blog^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whatever it is, i reached home early today because school ends early. Thank god because i'm having stomach pain. Ugh. Not that type of cramps but..ish. Still pain. I lose some weight but i'm still not growing. 156 only lei :( So, in eng class, i &amp;amp; shiva were busy 'Waka waka eh ehh'. Same for ydy, tho. HAHA. I'm stuck to the song and dance. Ohh, esp when i meet them in school. Crazy people cannot stop Waka-Waka-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Idk what to say anymore la. Ish. Eh eh~ Wait, tsk. Tmr i'm having my oral. FRIDAY- school ends at 12.30 but my oral is at 2 -.- Ugh. Like wth gitu sia. Blah blah blah, whatever sia. So, i need to bring my entry form. Ok, no prob. Oh and, yah. Tmr we're having some youth day celebration. Well, it's lame because it's only a gathering for our to class to eat breakfast together -.- Idk what i will be eating but i know i can't take much in the morning because later stomach ache. Oh well, oh well. Class shirt w skirt. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm rotting here when i should be studying. Omg, study? Me? Ya, LOL. Can say that but, have to. Not for a long time but i should do some revising or something. Haven't shower yet. Haven't eat but today recess Irah fed me her Mee Siam. I'm not that hungry also, heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok done. Wait, one more. SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAINNN WON THE MATCH! And, i won the bet. Baik. But, too bad i didn't watch the match. I woke up at 3.30 at my father was outside, so nvm. I continued my sleep. Mouth the word w me come, S-P-A-I-N ok? Woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to go and i love whoever i'm supposed to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3717699455855040130?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3717699455855040130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3717699455855040130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3717699455855040130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3717699455855040130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/smile-for-me.html' title='Smile for me.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDWkIK7HBzI/AAAAAAAABr4/dSwHjwY7aqM/s72-c/36924_1144765275685_1724127148_290113_6990223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4154722029824838049</id><published>2010-07-06T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:25:01.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You really love him is it? who did this anw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Ofcourse i love. More  than evrything. I really do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4154722029824838049?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4154722029824838049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4154722029824838049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4154722029824838049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4154722029824838049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-really-love-him-is-it-who-did-this.html' title='You really love him is it? who did this anw?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6805247552032041555</id><published>2010-07-06T23:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:09:26.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi :) I feel sorry for you. Relx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Erm, hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6805247552032041555?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6805247552032041555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6805247552032041555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6805247552032041555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6805247552032041555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-i-feel-sorry-for-you-relx.html' title='Hi :) I feel sorry for you. Relx.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7969112853533729298</id><published>2010-07-06T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:09:13.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel you :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Thanks :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7969112853533729298?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7969112853533729298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7969112853533729298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7969112853533729298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7969112853533729298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-feel-you.html' title='I feel you :('/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8504327999881849087</id><published>2010-07-05T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:04:22.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you feel right now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I feel so down. So hurt. It's like i fall to the ground and couuldn't bring myself up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8504327999881849087?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8504327999881849087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8504327999881849087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8504327999881849087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8504327999881849087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-do-you-feel-right-now.html' title='How do you feel right now?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1510566934348601874</id><published>2010-07-05T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:02:39.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi eka. I miss u :) heheheh - fanaa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Aaw! Miss you too :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1510566934348601874?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1510566934348601874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1510566934348601874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1510566934348601874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1510566934348601874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-eka-i-miss-u-heheheh-fanaa.html' title='Hi eka. I miss u :) heheheh - fanaa.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2639943956528505743</id><published>2010-07-05T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:27:34.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDKTpLWQdwI/AAAAAAAABrw/17IByB1_TKk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490613231348119298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDKTpLWQdwI/AAAAAAAABrw/17IByB1_TKk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You have no idea how i feel. You have no idea how this kills me. You have no idea. You have no idea how i live everyday with you, and now? Not any longer. You just have no idea. You have no idea how deadly i am. You have no idea how it took me to face this reality. You have no idea how, things are. You have no idea how this rs mean to me. You have no idea how much i've been dying for you. You have no idea how i struggle through this fact. You have no idea how hard it is for me. You have no idea. You haaave no idea! And, i don't know why am i even crying now. I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2639943956528505743?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2639943956528505743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2639943956528505743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2639943956528505743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2639943956528505743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/imtf.html' title='Imtf'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TDKTpLWQdwI/AAAAAAAABrw/17IByB1_TKk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5882606120597365947</id><published>2010-07-02T01:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T01:08:00.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi. Ever thought what you really want to be when you grow up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi. Hmm, have yet to consider. But, maybe a pre-school teacher?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5882606120597365947?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5882606120597365947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5882606120597365947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5882606120597365947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5882606120597365947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-ever-thought-what-you-really-want-to.html' title='Hi. Ever thought what you really want to be when you grow up?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4627871825330360304</id><published>2010-06-28T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T03:03:41.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TChxuTXrKUI/AAAAAAAABro/YJr0g_UgGI0/s1600/batam+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TChxuTXrKUI/AAAAAAAABro/YJr0g_UgGI0/s400/batam+073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487761186238441794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hi. I have school today onwards -.-' Bored. And, wait. Tmr i have Maths coaching. Omg, it's 3-5pm. I hate you, school. Ugh. I just received our new timetable. Hmm, and i'm loving evry Wednesday^^ Report late, finish early, if i'm not wrong. Hmm, yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Nowadays, before turning in, i read my Eclipse^^ I miss reading Nicolas Sparks. Shall return Eclipse asap and get new book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Erm, i'm in rush because i have to meet Mom. We're going to the Robinson's sale at Expo. Ok, it's 6. And, i should get ready. Sighs. My phone is in the room. Later, b will call home and ask why am i not replying. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Ok ok, shall stop. I AM SOOOOOO FREAAAAAKING LATEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4627871825330360304?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4627871825330360304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4627871825330360304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4627871825330360304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4627871825330360304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/psst.html' title='Psst.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TChxuTXrKUI/AAAAAAAABro/YJr0g_UgGI0/s72-c/batam+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4277021271024886239</id><published>2010-06-28T02:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T02:12:32.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey sup! Testing :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4277021271024886239?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4277021271024886239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4277021271024886239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4277021271024886239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4277021271024886239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-sup-testing.html' title='Hey sup! Testing :&amp;gt;'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-9073144868881985063</id><published>2010-06-28T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:00:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate or Vanilla?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Chocolate, please ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-9073144868881985063?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/9073144868881985063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=9073144868881985063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9073144868881985063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9073144868881985063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/chocolate-or-vanilla.html' title='Chocolate or Vanilla?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4321921880901562780</id><published>2010-06-28T00:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:59:59.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in angels?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hmm, maybe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4321921880901562780?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4321921880901562780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4321921880901562780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4321921880901562780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4321921880901562780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-believe-in-angels.html' title='Do you believe in angels?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-9219848018256434414</id><published>2010-06-28T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:59:08.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you won a million dollars what would you do with it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I want to go Paris, London and Netherlands. I'd shop. I'd be crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-9219848018256434414?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/9219848018256434414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=9219848018256434414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9219848018256434414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9219848018256434414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-won-million-dollars-what-would.html' title='If you won a million dollars what would you do with it?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-965865128228737550</id><published>2010-06-28T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:57:57.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had to cook dinner for someone tonight, what would you make?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I shall search for recipes or call Mummy for her Baked Macroni recipe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-965865128228737550?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/965865128228737550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=965865128228737550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/965865128228737550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/965865128228737550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-had-to-cook-dinner-for-someone.html' title='If you had to cook dinner for someone tonight, what would you make?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2536079471680862600</id><published>2010-06-28T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:56:52.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would be the best thing about being a vampire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I can have powers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Eekvs?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Demandez-moi quelque chose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2536079471680862600?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2536079471680862600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2536079471680862600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2536079471680862600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2536079471680862600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-would-be-best-thing-about-being.html' title='What would be the best thing about being a vampire?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3788513608770974628</id><published>2010-06-25T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T03:40:57.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TCSGnRXSzqI/AAAAAAAABrg/aRCBwiQvPdE/s1600/P1020938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TCSGnRXSzqI/AAAAAAAABrg/aRCBwiQvPdE/s400/P1020938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486658255278231202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi. I'm back to tamp because school is starting soon. That's a bad news. I hate school. Yes. Ok. Mom just called and i have to rush to Expo. Hmm, and i dont feel good leaving my dad. I hold up my tears when i said Goodbye :( K, i need to get ready. My phone's like an ass, still. But, i'm just lazy to go to the shop today. But, nvm. I can contact b using mom's phone. Kk, da da, now or never. But, i know i'm going to be late, afterall. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3788513608770974628?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3788513608770974628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3788513608770974628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3788513608770974628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3788513608770974628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TCSGnRXSzqI/AAAAAAAABrg/aRCBwiQvPdE/s72-c/P1020938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3785058738718519163</id><published>2010-06-05T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T04:42:04.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAo30wjJmEI/AAAAAAAABrY/b7QZaVwCQck/s1600/DSC08687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAo30wjJmEI/AAAAAAAABrY/b7QZaVwCQck/s400/DSC08687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479253276174686274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hm. Saturday? Always-a-boring day. No joke. Today- No ngaji. So, i dont know what's up for tonight. See, it's a boring day -.-' Ok now, i'm left with l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ess than two days. Hais. Ok la. I have nothing in my mind, right now. Alright, i'm actually feeding my hungry-monster bro. After that, i have to get him shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3785058738718519163?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3785058738718519163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3785058738718519163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3785058738718519163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3785058738718519163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAo30wjJmEI/AAAAAAAABrY/b7QZaVwCQck/s72-c/DSC08687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6521985966096023304</id><published>2010-06-04T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:55:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAi_PwAGegI/AAAAAAAABn4/DfqH8-kbH5o/s1600/P1020831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAi_PwAGegI/AAAAAAAABn4/DfqH8-kbH5o/s400/P1020831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478839224000477698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wow. That's long. I've been lazy to blog here because i think using tumbr is much more better. But, i dont want to delete my bs. So, my as well, i just use it. I'll not update that much. Hmm, been too busy. Yeah. Quite awhile alr, now, i forget how to edit my template. This sucks, urgh. I'm soon figuring it out. Once again, i'll try not to be lazy and often blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6521985966096023304?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6521985966096023304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6521985966096023304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6521985966096023304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6521985966096023304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAi_PwAGegI/AAAAAAAABn4/DfqH8-kbH5o/s72-c/P1020831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2788131224154199735</id><published>2010-06-03T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T04:03:53.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them do the talking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/TAouusgaPqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Z7zboLxo3cQ/s1600/P1020835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6Ntrbrr6cI/AAAAAAAABnw/i72EOfeufnQ/s400/tumblr_kzh0y6Snyf1qa9y0go1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450320566981224898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Holidays are bored when you don't have fun plans. Yes, but good enough that i can have atleast, a good sleep. A long rest, indeed. I am so not like any girls out there, whom wakes up in the morning. Getting bored because you just don't have anything to do- besides playing computer for really really long hours. Oh well, those are common. I mean, w the playing comp for long hours tu. Yes, unless i am really down or even suffocated then, i go out. Like i did on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now, i am just waiting for my long-lost-boyfriend to come back. One week, i missed him so much. I am still waiting, tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bye! Stay tune w my tweets^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8195587251129873438?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8195587251129873438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8195587251129873438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8195587251129873438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8195587251129873438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-bear-w-me.html' title='Hi, bear w me.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6Ntrbrr6cI/AAAAAAAABnw/i72EOfeufnQ/s72-c/tumblr_kzh0y6Snyf1qa9y0go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8230855857289586894</id><published>2010-03-19T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:21:22.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6NsG3WIYDI/AAAAAAAABno/ooLHUvR4Udc/s1600-h/tumblr_kzgvw1nmMf1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6NqpcUOzdI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qn9GcXDfS0w/s400/tumblr_kwx19tR3SU1qzbqkvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450317234256661970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2854443950636141970?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2854443950636141970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2854443950636141970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2854443950636141970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2854443950636141970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/03/4.html' title='#4'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6NqpcUOzdI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qn9GcXDfS0w/s72-c/tumblr_kwx19tR3SU1qzbqkvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1227327302410800555</id><published>2010-03-19T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:19:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6Nru2I0_3I/AAAAAAAABng/JJ__Kw6aKaY/s1600-h/tumblr_kziu55NDSU1qa3pe9o1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6Nru2I0_3I/AAAAAAAABng/JJ__Kw6aKaY/s400/tumblr_kziu55NDSU1qa3pe9o1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450318426599128946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1227327302410800555?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1227327302410800555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1227327302410800555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1227327302410800555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1227327302410800555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/03/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S6Nru2I0_3I/AAAAAAAABng/JJ__Kw6aKaY/s72-c/tumblr_kziu55NDSU1qa3pe9o1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8378957101135649783</id><published>2010-02-22T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:11:00.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i grew O-L-D-E-R</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;*sings, &lt;b&gt;"Happy birthday to meee, happy birthday to meee, happy birthday to meee, happy birthdaaaaaay to meee "&lt;/b&gt;  *claps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Happy Sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet Sixteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt; Weeeee ^^ I'm going to be so HAPPY/ECSTATIC today, obviouslyyyy. It's more than words, peoples. Aaw. Not to forget my monthsary falls on the same date as today, so woooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sadly, i can't celebrate w love today but somehow, soooooooooon. I'm having dinner w family outside. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw, and my preseeeeeeeents!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8378957101135649783?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8378957101135649783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8378957101135649783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8378957101135649783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8378957101135649783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-i-grew-o-l-d-e-r.html' title='The day i grew O-L-D-E-R'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-582708338553806538</id><published>2010-02-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T02:10:39.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down w me, come ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S3-0nccnhVI/AAAAAAAABnI/GV3Hpzup1QM/s1600-h/23776_359139549255_543164255_5038610_3655750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S3-0nccnhVI/AAAAAAAABnI/GV3Hpzup1QM/s400/23776_359139549255_543164255_5038610_3655750_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440265464630969682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hihi, recently i've been spending time w my Sassy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ydy, after x-country, chilled at kfc -&gt; home, changed -&gt; Nisa fetched us to tm's Swensen ^^ Great time eating lunch at Swensen. Camwhored w food. We headed for the new building at Somerset and chilled. We checked out all the stores, esp- Cotton On, Forever 21, diva and Mango! We had fun also. I mean, very very very fun and extraordinary. We were crazy about all the trends, clothes and etc. Eye catching, how we wished, we have unlimited money to spend on. Hilarious! We then searched for 313's skypark. Wait, there's this cool play area which allowed childrens aged between 2-12. We're far away from that age, and we were there trying all of sorts of thing. Again, camwhored. We separated home, then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wait, ydy i bought some accessories at amk hub and not forgetting my Seventeen magazine -.-' I spent about 11 bucks on all that. Ok. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;It's 2 days from my SWEEET SIXTEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw! I can't wait. Besides that, i met love today as he's returning my dad's boots and he gave me my present. I'd rather have it in advance than a belated birthday present. Hahahah ^^ Sweeeet right, met him w bro at void-deck, then he treated us ice cream. Woooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm spending 3 hours here, not much that i do here. Kind of long. Before my mom starts to say anything, i better back off and continue reading on my magazines. I think, i have to go. I miss my tumblr, aaaaaaaaw~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-582708338553806538?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/582708338553806538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=582708338553806538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/582708338553806538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/582708338553806538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/count-down-w-me-come.html' title='Count down w me, come ^^'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S3-0nccnhVI/AAAAAAAABnI/GV3Hpzup1QM/s72-c/23776_359139549255_543164255_5038610_3655750_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8877775910344658142</id><published>2010-02-10T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T04:21:05.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry, i've been too excited and busy over tumblr. Somehow, i will go on writing stuffs here too. There, too. Now, i am at the quarter of Eclipse. I've been busy over it too. That even before sleeping, on the bed, i'd read it till i am tired. Amzing, i was suprised too with whatever i am doing. Reading. It wasn't this addictive. Seems like it is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wait. I had my parents asking me what i want for my own birthday and i keep repeating those same words, "I don't know." That's annoying. But, at times too. It's bored for me to have my birthday spent at Swensens and that's it. Aaw. I need some ideas. I am blank now. Urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, i think this is all i have in mind. That's it. I am so craving over Pastamania, please! Now, i am going to amk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8877775910344658142?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8877775910344658142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8877775910344658142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8877775910344658142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8877775910344658142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/2_10.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7766931447523370850</id><published>2010-02-07T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:54:08.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precisely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S25jAoZP_qI/AAAAAAAABm4/iISmGBIFpy0/s1600-h/1262914644544967.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S25jAoZP_qI/AAAAAAAABm4/iISmGBIFpy0/s400/1262914644544967.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435390662777241250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7766931447523370850?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7766931447523370850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7766931447523370850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7766931447523370850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7766931447523370850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/precisely.html' title='Precisely.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S25jAoZP_qI/AAAAAAAABm4/iISmGBIFpy0/s72-c/1262914644544967.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1698556571547353732</id><published>2010-02-04T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T03:18:33.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aye people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2qs-slYWYI/AAAAAAAABmw/f5S_WJgmKFk/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2qs-slYWYI/AAAAAAAABmw/f5S_WJgmKFk/s400/DSC06634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434346093495736706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;This is true enough. Amazing, im back atlast. Ive been so much busy w tumblr- just another random site for blogging or rather, post interesting pictures. Ive love images since i stepped into that world.And ive been searching and craving so many things eversince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So true, im skipping meals in school to get some bucks to get some stuff for my big day. True much, i am so going shopping one day just to get those things. I am soon going to be sixteen and, nothing is there to be proud of when youre hell sixteen. Nothing at all. Just that i get to celebrate it each year differently. I appreciate it, though. For this year, i dont have any idea what am i fond of. I dont know what i want. So, dont ask me anything cause i just have nothing in mind. Somehow, just for a miracle to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Im craving on pastamania, love's craving on kfc. Im craving for pastas. He's on chicken and cheese fries. So many, just that i wished i have so many money in this world that i could get anything. Thats not going to happened. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait, 18 more days ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wait i dont know what i am writing here. I should get my shower and continue with this. Im just tired but i did mt h/w. My work has so many diff handwriting on it. How amazing. Im just lazy to do h/w at home at times. If im myself then i benefit it myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One more, my eyes are painful at times. And, it just seems that i couldnt take the heat in the afternoon that much. I will get headache. andddddddddd, tmr, my mother is not working. Omg, like whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? Hahaha, let's see what im doing tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need to take my shower now and see you on tumblr later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1698556571547353732?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1698556571547353732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1698556571547353732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1698556571547353732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1698556571547353732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/aye-people.html' title='Aye people.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2qs-slYWYI/AAAAAAAABmw/f5S_WJgmKFk/s72-c/DSC06634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-672651198164988045</id><published>2010-02-02T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:38:51.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2gOYrGXFdI/AAAAAAAABmY/kjUK-dOp1Fk/s1600-h/1252657666357528.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2gOYrGXFdI/AAAAAAAABmY/kjUK-dOp1Fk/s400/1252657666357528.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433608767471556050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-672651198164988045?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/672651198164988045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=672651198164988045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/672651198164988045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/672651198164988045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/02/brb.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S2gOYrGXFdI/AAAAAAAABmY/kjUK-dOp1Fk/s72-c/1252657666357528.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7110835735059061747</id><published>2010-01-22T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T02:07:32.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S1lJjNywZ-I/AAAAAAAABmI/HAU8U9OKZwI/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 47px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S1lJjNywZ-I/AAAAAAAABmI/HAU8U9OKZwI/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429451695118641122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7110835735059061747?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7110835735059061747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7110835735059061747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7110835735059061747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7110835735059061747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/weee-weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Weee weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S1lJjNywZ-I/AAAAAAAABmI/HAU8U9OKZwI/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3517627638687878415</id><published>2010-01-20T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T03:38:55.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just open this page, and there's this text from mom, saying, " dad's arriving and get ready cause he's driving home." I've been struck by a big prob that really made me feel so stressed up. But, i dont want to take thing this little to be the reason for being so stressed up. I'll learned to take things easy. K, i want to stop right there. No more talking about it, cause im just sick of being like as if, you're in the middle of the world and evrybody against you. Stop stoooooooop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I met love, and he replace my screensaver picture to the picture that we took in 2008! Isn't that sweet enough? Previously, there wasn't any screensaver picture in my phone. Hais, but, yes, after i met him just now. Oh, supposingly, i was told to wait for him at his house bus stop, but, i couldn't wait any longer cause i really have a serious big business to deal with. Oh, sorry. And when i reached home, he called. And, i just realised too, that if didn't alight that bus and waited for another, i've get the chance to see him sweating like hell cause he was rushing as he was late! But, met him afterall. And, he remind me that it is in TWO DAYS TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, im kind of rushing to type this post. No pictures, again. Sorry sorry strawberry. See you again. I need to continue w cw, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3517627638687878415?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3517627638687878415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3517627638687878415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3517627638687878415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3517627638687878415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/fast-game.html' title='Fast game!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7835094166935645694</id><published>2010-01-15T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T01:40:35.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back like usual, guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For real, im tempting to blog again, thank you for reading and following up with my post, i know. Today's the first day, i showered, shampoo-ed, conditioned my hair, scrubbed my body w body soap, sleep w all pillows surround and eat McSpicy- i mean there i only managed to bring my shampoo, after 3d2n. K, whatevr it is, im safely home right now but i still miss that awesome Bintan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now i really want to start my story about Bintan Camp, people. Ok, On wed itself, i discovered that my classmates that attended were only 23, included 4 girls- which is me, sharlene, syazwani and nadia. As so, bintan was 1h earlier that our time. I forget what time we reached. For the first day, we had low elements as our activities. Second and third day, we had water activity and hiking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wait, im tempting to share about the 2 night. Wow! Campfire wasn't that amazing, though. It was boring but whole lot of thanks to those two instructors who made it fun! After that, group meeting. Then, here's the big partaye! Louds speakers w booming songs, sexy dancers, hyper shufflers! Get it? It's like a beach party, get it? Omg, im so amazed by w that. Ok, at first there were battles for free stylers, then evryone got together and danced off. At first, i and irah were just sitting, where by khai was busy dancing and showing his moves. Then, nisa got up and dance. For awhile, she pulled us off. And there, where nearly evryone danced, except raimy and botak. I super love it! And, im like missing that moment right now. If only Mr peh didnt come up and stop the party, there'll be the 2nd round. Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, i think so many great moments. Well, i really had a nice and amazing, and interesting time over there. But, nice times always ends earlier than you thought. What to do? This is life. And in life too, you wont want the same great shit things or baddest things to happen in your life again, and that's why i dont change.I rather be childish than being an attention seeker. I love to hug people. I love to hold someone's hands. And, i always love myself for evrything i do. I dont regret because i know what im doing for my own life. I get the facts right, in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Im not well. Im sick. My voice is changeable. I kept my wet hair in the towel for 3h. Awesome, what a thing to do. I have to attend my step sister bdy today, over at hougang. Today is the first weekend where i'll be over at hougang in 2010. How sickening can it be, i know. But, well. Things happened for a reason. Mother is sick so somethings i need to do. Like, making brother do his colouring homework and etc. Wait, i didn't even checked my fb from the time i on this comp. Those previous was from psp. Nothing is hot in there, anymore. Supposingly, i should play fb games w brother but i keep doing other things, Hahaha. Both are sleeping from just now while im busy doing this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, abang nasha just volunteered to fetch me. Yes, i'll be riding to hougang with him. So, today, i wont be laying any make-ups. Not to get my sunburns worst. Just baby lotion. I miss love so much. I was like the happiest girl when i called him and bragged w him otp. Wow, i so love my bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enough. I'll soon be linking my tumlr link here. I guess, that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7835094166935645694?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7835094166935645694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7835094166935645694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7835094166935645694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7835094166935645694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back-like-usual-guys.html' title='Im back like usual, guys!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2259858969272271084</id><published>2010-01-12T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:09:11.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, kpo-ers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi, raining weather does help! Not sunny day. Today, im like posting for the last day before i go for my Bintan Camping, which i need to wake up so damn early and reach school at 0645 as the bus is leaving at 7 for Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal. Today's last day im sleeping on my bed will so many pillows surround me like as if teh bed's too crowded. Rather than sleeping over there, on mattress. I hope that place is 'clean', i know you understand the meaning of it. But, you know what, i've not pack my things- i mean by putting them in bag, sorting whether to slant it here or there. I doubt, my bag gonna be so horrible-ly full! Yes, w that the result will be = im carrying heavy-weigh bag again! Ouch, and my backaches will not be better but just worst. Omg, seriious shit, i tell you. Well, im not that so looking forward for this cause i dont want to do those scariest high elements like we did last year. I mean, they excluding me. We were supposed to walk on ropes, which was 7 storeys high, from one end to another. Fuck, and i came out w a reason that i have real bad headaches, but in reality i dont cause im just scared to walk on those. Er, please. For, tmr, im just looking forward for the water activities, and i hope i will meet dad's brother, which recently i heard he's over at bintan. Well, i guess that's the only one place to have school camps and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What an essay! Im not supposed to do this, actually. I should be packing, yes i was half way packing. But, once i sit, its like as if im stuck to the chair and couldn't move. God, im waiting for my mom to come back from work and take out those two towels and i need dad's shoe bag for my shoes, obviously. Tmr i will beg my dad to sned me to school or i will look like an idiot w big bags in the bus, going to school, early in the morning. Oh, not just me, irah will too be thinking of that, nak bet? Haha, easy cakap, paisey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So that's the most about it. Im going to miss evryone whom im gnna leave. Esp, love! Please, i'll be lying if i'd say i dont miss you or i hate you. Don't be naughty or be cheeky. Lol, smack kau then you know. Oh, if he reads this. I wish, he have some free time to read this site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, it's been ages since he fetched me from school and sent me back. Well, yeah. Our go-home timing is different from each other. And, i guess, da secondary four so we have better things to do or i shall say, busy w our own things. Well, i still meet him though. So, yes. Miss you, when im gone. Hahaha, joking la Mazna!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, i cannot believe im leaving tmr! Whatevr. Im going to be tumblr-ing later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;See you, cupcakes, aaw! Much love &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S0xJJ7ox2OI/AAAAAAAABlg/d9PLjwWdnzI/s400/5117_1021016182343_1733360499_38071_8374684_n.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425792086050986210" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2259858969272271084?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2259858969272271084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2259858969272271084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2259858969272271084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2259858969272271084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-kpo-ers.html' title='Hi, kpo-ers.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S0xJJ7ox2OI/AAAAAAAABlg/d9PLjwWdnzI/s72-c/5117_1021016182343_1733360499_38071_8374684_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1708146217266755611</id><published>2010-01-11T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:26:51.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn hot day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I really cannot tahan w the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, im gonna do this one site to just post pictures or what cause im seriously damn bored about just posting words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Will update on the site once im really done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1708146217266755611?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1708146217266755611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1708146217266755611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1708146217266755611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1708146217266755611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/damn-hot-day.html' title='Damn hot day.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7874835547774288097</id><published>2010-01-09T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:48:02.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just begged people money for school charity, lol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Before I get started, this is my first post of 2010. Such lame, cause after 9 days, i update this. And well, im getting bored right now w the network. It takes a long time for it to open fb's pages. Right now, while waiting, my as well i work my hands off for this post. Well, i have to say many but i'll cut short and maybe, upload some old photos, or whatsoevr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;In the morning, 6am, mom came inside my room telling she's going out w dad, and bro to Kk hospital. I didn't asked anything cause, well er, i'm half-way-sleeping. Then she told me brother had a hard time breathing. I wasn't panic or shocked, im just deadly sleepy. Then, aside from that, i need to wake myself up at 6.40 for school. We had Cip- Flag Day. From 6.40, slowly i extend it to 7. It made me feel awkward w no one at home in the morning, way to weird. Met Irah, and there goes evrything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now, it's obvious that im home w, sleeping mom &amp;amp; bro. I slept too, from 1 till 5. Wow, i know. I just couldn't help it, im just too tired of waking in morning, 6 times. And, i dont get 8hrs of sleep, though. Lesser than it, i'd say. I should be waking mom up at 6.15, but i'll extend it to later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's getting darker. Im having Ngaji tonight, but we are waiting for dad to come home, then we're off. Two months, it shut. And, restart, today. I doubt, i forget some of it, but nevermind. And, tonight also, im sleeping over at hougang. So much of things to do. Plus, so many things to bring back from hougang tmr. Like, evrything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I told my mom to get me tuition. I demanded her to get me it. One to one, only that will help. Well, i want to do well for N so i'd go Poly. And for that achievement, love's gnna get me something he'd spent on his gf. Im working hard on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;K, uploading picture. Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7874835547774288097?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7874835547774288097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7874835547774288097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7874835547774288097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7874835547774288097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-begged-people-money-for-school.html' title='I just begged people money for school charity, lol.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-331657948227126294</id><published>2010-01-09T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T04:04:54.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;This Is enough for  now, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have fun, cause i had zillions fun there :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S0hwxeO5oRI/AAAAAAAABlY/dcq6lHtCzok/s400/19557_1279681345281_1027463726_30870094_4783243_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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It gnna take me years!  Pathetic, can i just borrow someone's dvd or something? Urg, im mad right now cause this thing is moving slowly, worst, slower than a snail. 28.6 of 539.1 -.-'' I'm seriously addicted to New Moon, don't ask why. And and, that's the reason why i want to watch the very first Twilight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's the last day of 2009, i think it's somehow a good year where i spent it w &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh wait, but i remember ydy, i watched Avatar 3d w gf. I had eye pains, so halfway, i took out the specs and put it on another minute. I had my wake up call, exactly at 9.30am and i headed to my bed for another 30mins nap. I thought irah was going to call me again, but i see no missed calls. Good sign! 10, headed for shower. 10.20 i was heading to bus stop. Met her and all of those. I had great time, though. Hahah, and to bad we didn't snap any photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;Mom's knock off early, to get bro's school uniform. For 3 years, and on the next Monday, my so loved bro is GOING TO SCHOOL [!] Hahahaha! I can't wait to hear what's gnna happen from mom. Yes, cause she'll be accompanying him to school. Well, first day of school -.-' Ydy, i just bought my stationaries. Not that much, just those important ones. Well, like now i'm so lazy to even pack things for school. Let me just do those last miute, but if mom forgets to remind me. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;TMR'S TWO ZERO ONE TWO. Well, i don't know whether we're going anywhere. Or, just rot at home again. No, i don't think so. Mom can't sit at home just like that if bro's home. Maybe, we'll head somewhere. And maybe i get to look in the skies and see those fireworks. New Year, and in two months time, I'M GONNA BE SWEEEEEET SIXTEEN :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; "&gt;See, you. Muah!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7233561087785037041?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7233561087785037041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7233561087785037041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7233561087785037041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7233561087785037041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/12/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-65759932201883028</id><published>2009-12-29T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:45:34.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss love badly :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SznMyKhlSTI/AAAAAAAABgo/9aWSYDfXCkw/s1600-h/DSC07454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SznMyKhlSTI/AAAAAAAABgo/9aWSYDfXCkw/s400/DSC07454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420588788707838258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I've been editing my another blog site like for many times, end up i delete it. Sickening. I'm so mad almost evrything. Because i wasted my time from 2 till now, doing something i can't do. That's it. Let's just stick to here, la k. I'm so bored. Oh, and i have to sweep the floor before Mom gets home. After that, i'll sit here, playing games at fb till dad gets back and we'll head to amk, like usually. I think i have to slim down, yes. Working on it, babe. Chill. Muscle cramps are over. Wait, i'm skipping my breakfast and lunch. So, will be eating my dinner at Amk later on. Maybe that helps, perhaps? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;And, yes, i'm seriously just waiting for my love to come back from his getaway trip at Desaru. Please, i really miss you so much and i had a hard time sleeping ydy. I miss you so damn much, bf. I'll be the happiest person when you msg/call me ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I really need to keep going w whtevr i need to do, and Mom's buying me curry puffs from Old Chang Kee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hugs, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-65759932201883028?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/65759932201883028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=65759932201883028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/65759932201883028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/65759932201883028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-love-badly.html' title='I miss love badly :('/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SznMyKhlSTI/AAAAAAAABgo/9aWSYDfXCkw/s72-c/DSC07454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4116052950290219443</id><published>2009-12-29T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:43:29.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S0hrjBY7CLI/AAAAAAAABjw/Ph1hNDkQe20/s400/15160_1259975172639_1027463726_30812660_7796076_n.jpg" style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SznneCQD7YI/AAAAAAAABgw/hcJP-MNDLKw/s400/15160_1259974132613_1027463726_30812634_6004128_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420618129703431554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4116052950290219443?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4116052950290219443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4116052950290219443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4116052950290219443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4116052950290219443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures-time.html' title='Pictures time!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/S0hrjBY7CLI/AAAAAAAABjw/Ph1hNDkQe20/s72-c/15160_1259975172639_1027463726_30812660_7796076_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7301395157921521364</id><published>2009-12-24T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:04:00.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just this, for now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For few days back, i went for another holiday. Just a short one, though. It's like the highest place i've ever went to. Somewhere you'll need to take a ride on cable cars to reach the top, praying that nothing bad will happen. It's like somewhere you're at the highest top and you just can't see nothing cause there's thick fog/mist. For a moment you can see somethings, and at another moment nothing. It's Genting Highlands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K, im tired of don't know what and i have no mood today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7301395157921521364?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7301395157921521364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7301395157921521364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7301395157921521364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7301395157921521364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-this-for-now.html' title='Just this, for now.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-780487745458516005</id><published>2009-12-03T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:51:53.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, bare with my boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sxd4a-qCWmI/AAAAAAAABgg/5sX6Y23ACDw/s1600-h/IMG_6197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410925882200185442" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SxTKyH9-NUI/AAAAAAAABdw/q57abZSfT-o/s400/IMG_6187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Well, i'm back for more actions here! Suprisingly i blog today, maybe i just feel like to? See, i have nothing to say precisely. Wait, slowly i will think of something to write about. I know people miss me here, so here you go *Flying kiss*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;True much, i'm busy during these hols. Is it just enough to make it a reason not to blog? I'm simlpy being such a pathethic here. Importantly- i dont make up these lame jokes [!] Nah, i'm busy over at Hougang. Some knows about it- and that's why i'm like not into blogging that much. Understand? It's like, i need to take care of someone dearly. Since i have really the time, my as well i do it. You don't know how emo i can be when it comes to talking about this. Let me share with you, this is so not easy for a 15years old like me to go through this. I feel sad, as this thing unecpectedly happened to my Precious Dad. Cut short, i can't tell evrything here. I swear, there's too much of it. Doctor said to spend quality time, and i'm doing so to make him atleast smile with his Daughter at a moment like now. His eyes. Are to be in some yellow shades. It is, so. Obvious when he stands beside my nephew, there's a big difference. This 1 day, mummy told him, since he asked, that his eyes were in shades of yellowish. He was like, shocked and, "Biar btol? *with tha face*" He looked at me, and i said i don't knw and there isn't any difference. I lied, to hide the truth so he will not be that worried. You think i could sleep so easily? Ask Jul, i often write an essay in that particular msg. Sometimes, i feel i'm too stressed up. But, at times like this- i have to be strong for the Dearest Dad for him to live on. I just hope a miracle would happen, and change evrything. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;For now, that's my concern. That's my problem. See, i don't live a good life like last year, but i'm thankful to whatever i have now. Atleast i still have, rather than i don't. I still have what i want now, and preciously deep inside my heart i don't want to let him go anywhere. I learn to live my single life from him. I know what Love, Care, Forgive, Honesty- From my Dad. This is not the time that he's going away. Hush, i can't continue.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I still have those nearest &amp;amp; dearest. I still have my healing + superman boyf &amp;amp; gf. I still have my another halves.I just need to live my life. That's what i'm trying hard at. I'm trying to laugh my heart out, though there's some parts stucked, way in. I have so many Getaways trip. Too tired to type, please. I'll just update here- or fb. Track it down~ Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think, this is it. I'm going out later. I mean, to meet kvkvk over at Bugis. For so long, i've been never been there. Woah, let's just hope someone will treat me something^^ Tak tau malu, hahahahahahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm done here, i have other things to do before i go. Anw, i miss my Tajvl so much. Do something k? Anw, don't forget you stiil owe me something. I'll never forget till you gte me that. Stndard, Eka~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Bye, see you when i see you. Mwa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-594167157742151716?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/594167157742151716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=594167157742151716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/594167157742151716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/594167157742151716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-fair-enough-im-hell-on-for-this.html' title='Well, fair enough i&apos;m hell on for this?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SxTKyH9-NUI/AAAAAAAABdw/q57abZSfT-o/s72-c/IMG_6187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5035578430552136005</id><published>2009-10-20T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:59:18.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla, people- it's morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/St6DO0xJ9JI/AAAAAAAABdY/rWXIDjOuNpc/s1600-h/P1000511.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394893694342657170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/St6DO0xJ9JI/AAAAAAAABdY/rWXIDjOuNpc/s400/P1000511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;It's &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;21 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, damn it! Rarely, you'll read a post this timing by me. I don't wake up this early during hoildays or like today- paper marking day. Heaven for now cause i hope i won't get hell on the 30th. Yes, celebrate to cores. Happy happy here and there doh ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Come, i tell you one thing i did today. That i should be proud of myself doing it. So much, i'm great! I did it, never in life i did this with bf. Woah, one day awy- so sweet *meltings* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I woke up at 8, and as forced to meet this greatest bf downstairs at 8.30. Eventually i spent around more 15mins there, er and i'm late for like 5-10mins? Then, tie my shoe-lace. Off we went! Zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom~ Finish off at macd, and i felt so damn dizzy and jul felt like gonna vomit out. Atlast sume go toilet, paham paham uh kan. Then, we walked home. Alright, i had fuun burning fats! Hooraaay, next time we have new place to jog. Wee^^ I'm waiting, i'm waiting b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems like i have no energy, woah. I'm tired, i haven't bath yet. I mean from the jog, i haven't wash up yet. K, smelly. I know, later la k. Ni kalau pegi swim, fuuuyoooooh heaven. Er, da da k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what i'm gnna do next. Mayb going out later. Hoping that jul can make it, pleas? Er, Not sure not sure. I'm too tired to call up mom and ask. Later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;K, bye. I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Baby, it's just a day awy. I love you so much *kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5035578430552136005?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5035578430552136005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5035578430552136005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5035578430552136005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5035578430552136005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/holla-people-its-morning.html' title='Holla, people- it&apos;s morning.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/St6DO0xJ9JI/AAAAAAAABdY/rWXIDjOuNpc/s72-c/P1000511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3271646693255984713</id><published>2009-10-16T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:00:21.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest, listen up~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Stgya_avH_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/0ReISmFfq0w/s1600-h/P1000362.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393115993057730546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Stgya_avH_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/0ReISmFfq0w/s400/P1000362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Few hours from now, i'll no more be here. I'm going far far away from singapore. Leaving bf over here, all alone. So, i doubt he's gonna be alright. Chey! Haha so random much. I'm really going but just for two days only. Come on, just to kl. Short trip, to visit someone related over there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;K, i'm kind of so busy. Still have not decide on what should i wear later on. First, i wanted to wear my new jeans tapi..Makaau! The below part, like boot-cut siol. I just realised it, though i've altered it for the length. Tadi baru prasan. So, i'm going crack my head with what to wear. Shit, have think again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My cramps, come and go. It just makes me feel so irritated. I don't know what did i do from just now. Like, totally blank. K, whatevr. I'm tired, lazy. Want to sleep. So like lazt want do his, do that. Lagi with my cramps, on. Wooooah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ydy, i went out with that girl. I'm like so tired, right now. So, paham paham uh right? Pictures, at multiply uh. Alright, happy? And yes, we were indeed, so pretty that we had this two pair of guy stalked us. And, we ran away from their sight. Ee, so prasan jubo sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, i should say something, before i go. Woo, sad or wht? Er, i'll sure be missing bf. Yes, i'll be the only woman which is so happy from kl as i get to msg and call up bf agaiiiiiin! Like always. My love, i love more than i like. No one can snatch this away from me. Yes, i'm being selfish here. Yes, i'm being so mean. So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kk, I'll miss you, so much. Hugs and kisses, *flying kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4:25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3271646693255984713?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3271646693255984713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3271646693255984713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3271646693255984713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3271646693255984713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/dearest-listen-up.html' title='Dearest, listen up~'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Stgya_avH_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/0ReISmFfq0w/s72-c/P1000362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3760076610178591385</id><published>2009-10-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:36:34.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StWavgyyYkI/AAAAAAAABdI/XGT4dRJIhzM/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392386269893517890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I do so love my wonderful bf. I was giggling when i saw this one picture that was taken at Mummy house during her suprise birthday celebration ^^, So cute. Both. B, look at this- Your most favourite, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Actually, i'm still melting over bf's words. Last night. Something good. Well, i'm pretty not over it yet. When i just thought about it again, it's like so wonderful to hear such things. Kind of, long time i've been missing it. You've seen some changes in my blog? Yes, i did  it. For the sake of teh boredom i had in me, few hours back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's been a good day, when i can atleast do Chemistry paper, without sleeping. I really gave it a shot. Holla, and right now - I'm really waiting for my dearest bf to msg me. Today's revision, i'm on my own. I mean, i can like get help from bf as he's having Math p2 tmr. Woah, coincidentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've better be a flash on doing this cause i don't want to be late like, usual. I have to meet mother for my so-early-dinner. Nothing, except two maggi. Yes, shhhhh eh irah. I knw and you do knw it too, hush. I'll be watching spore idol + Gerimis Hati, at night. Wait, i'll need to do some multi-tasking. Ofcourse. Needs of revision or i'm totally dead. I screwed up math p1. Hopefully, not this time as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I guess, i need to really know what's going on with my dad's health. Er, i'll get those updates from mummy soon. Her fb's post, was saddening. Er, i just hope evrything's fine. I'm soooooon msging her. *worry face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3760076610178591385?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3760076610178591385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3760076610178591385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3760076610178591385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3760076610178591385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/sup.html' title='Sup'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StWavgyyYkI/AAAAAAAABdI/XGT4dRJIhzM/s72-c/IMG_1954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-7504336650205638907</id><published>2009-10-13T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:57:05.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ3WfZ8EEI/AAAAAAAABco/1T0NBRs92Ro/s1600-h/DSC07300.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's a no joke that i've been updating this blog, nowadays. Just to let out this stress which was kept, esp during a period like this- E X A M S (!) For god sake, i'm getting a tuition teacher next year, to buck me up on subject where i'm weak at. Like, jul've been recommending his tuition teacher. I'l consider, maybe mom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ2YYmksUI/AAAAAAAABcg/iYHmZ3D0hyQ/s1600-h/dsgfrfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391994446418325826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ2YYmksUI/AAAAAAAABcg/iYHmZ3D0hyQ/s400/dsgfrfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a hell for us ydy, it was one. Both, irxh and myself decided for a quick lunch/dinner + revision at Cc's macD. Both were bad in doing our maths, so went over to jul's place. Wait, one funny story. We were busy taking photos in the bus, then when she already pressed the button, the bus never stop. I had to go down and called the uncle thrice then, he turned. Shook his head and kept saying no. We were pleading him to stop uh at the sport's hall junction. I guess we were so irritating that he opened the doors at the cpf buliding, i think. Wait at it was around 6.45pm when we had to cut through the big field opp the mosque. sempaat you, amek gmbr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We studied math for like less than an hour, then sume penat. We back to my place with irxh, and slacked for the first hour. Do this, do that. Er, atlast, we could finish up with social study. I mean, 1 theme only. Woah, and we were so exhausted. While i was talking to her, she was making her eyes bigger, same goes to me when she talks. Kk, funneh or what. She went home at 10.45 gitu, then later on i met mom and dad for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TODAY'S PAPER, both corrupted. Sosial studies, i almost spend the 1 hour on doing the sbq qns. Dilly delly uh, then took nap. Then, woke up. Fuyoooooh, zoooooooom. 2 essays in 20 mins. Cam? ^^, Maths, fuhh. Very hard, super hard hard hard. Many qns i just leave blanks. Like, shit sia. kk, hope i can score on my math p2. God's willing, woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite, i'm having fun playing with my fb's games. later studying with irah, k.&lt;br /&gt;I hope jul can teach us some things too, *wide smiling* I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;Chioow~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-7504336650205638907?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/7504336650205638907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=7504336650205638907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7504336650205638907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/7504336650205638907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/l.html' title='(L)'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ2YYmksUI/AAAAAAAABcg/iYHmZ3D0hyQ/s72-c/dsgfrfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-393999073954203389</id><published>2009-10-12T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:33:56.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll say what i need to~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ6EeHfRhI/AAAAAAAABc4/eKENlgPLx-M/s1600-h/8316_151557342204_663592204_2868090_6409680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ6EeHfRhI/AAAAAAAABc4/eKENlgPLx-M/s320/8316_151557342204_663592204_2868090_6409680_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391998502347687442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Er. For today, i hall, i've been glancing at irxh. Big secrets that i can't write it here, cause i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; think few teachers are reading up my blog which is, that's how i knew about it when they who viewed my multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. Haha gotcha, doh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tagboard's dead, but wait. Many people come to just read, er. H U U U M A N S! Let me just stop with whatevr my intentions was, but it's super damn holly true. Whatevr but, wait. I'm not over with exams yet. Not much to say right now, cause i'm going macD with irxh to study and eat up for dinner. It's already 4, and i need to wake my dear Bohsia at 4.30. Will do that, babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But before i leave this thing for you guys to entertain yourslef, just let me sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;re the experience i had over at the Night Safari-Halloween Night. Not just me, but most of us thought it's just a normal party dress up. But, we're shocked, once we reached there cause the dressed up ghost were really scaring people off. That was even when we're near the entrance area there. They were walking around, posing, scaring any people which was in their way and some would just stand behing you without you knowing, and once you turn, BAAAAAH! Screaming and laughing were heard. Light flashing here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Once the ticket were bought, we were told to follow a trail. It's like as if like a Night walk where you last had it in your school camps or etc. No lights, just lamps over there. Ghost hanging in the trees. Ghost hiding behing trees, then will do the "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" when you walk pass the tree. Ghost camouflaged in the bushes. And many more, la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ5L8ZhH0I/AAAAAAAABcw/UPp6NCWFw8M/s1600-h/8316_151557497204_663592204_2868115_486591_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ5L8ZhH0I/AAAAAAAABcw/UPp6NCWFw8M/s320/8316_151557497204_663592204_2868115_486591_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391997531223826242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Kk, then when at this one place, we need to walk onto this bridge. And there's a chinese ghost standing in my way. There, in the picture. I was just beside this woman who took this picture while i'm crying. Gr! Wait, lucky kak Lin was there beside me. When i wanted to walk pass the stupid chines ghost, he raised up his hand. From that place i'm at, i ran to the starting place. And, guess what- the ghost was running after us. Woah, lagi aku takoooot cam nak mampoos. Till i cried sume, then the secruity stopped us and said that, "No u-turn way out. Just walk je. Tariik je lidaah die, rubber la. Tak payah takot" Then the thing stopped, then i ran my way off to other end. I swear i was so frightened till i couldn't stop shivering at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ6z0hhHYI/AAAAAAAABdA/aTBwwedYLC4/s1600-h/8316_151557587204_663592204_2868128_4778930_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ6z0hhHYI/AAAAAAAABdA/aTBwwedYLC4/s320/8316_151557587204_663592204_2868128_4778930_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391999315816291714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So i thought that was just about it. It was. Cause after the trail, we sat down for a show at 10.30. Then after that, we exited our way out to the exit area situ. Then, at this point- i was standing alone, quite a far distance from my family and others. I saw the scary-clown coming towards me and slowly i shouted, "IBU IBU IBUUUU!" My motehr stood there, i was running, saving my life from that clown. It was after me. When i turned behind, i saw the eeeery face, the i super scream that almost evryone there was looking at me. All the ghost was well-taught. Cause if you like say something when they walked away, they'll come back a few steps and chioooooooooooooow! I guess most were malays. Oh, then after i scream, then i ran near to the taxi stop situ. Fuyoooooooooh, chicken bastard you know all the ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Guys, that was it. It's was so amazing, frightening and lots of other feeling. All mixed up. Hehe^^ kk, it's soon 4.30 and gua tepakse kejot ni bohsia yang takd alarm clock. Ape ni dohhh? And, mayb jul meeting or something uh. Eh, and i haven't start studying for tmr's paper which is So-sial studies &amp;amp; Math paper 1. I'm so dead, and i'm so gonna sleep late tonight. And, anw. PIctures must wait long time to be uploaded. Urgh, lazy want wait.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4:35pm.&lt;/span&gt; Arios.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-393999073954203389?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/393999073954203389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=393999073954203389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/393999073954203389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/393999073954203389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-say-what-i-need-to.html' title='I&apos;ll say what i need to~'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/StQ6EeHfRhI/AAAAAAAABc4/eKENlgPLx-M/s72-c/8316_151557342204_663592204_2868090_6409680_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5810501491172822724</id><published>2009-10-09T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:13:42.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relaaaaax uh wey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Ss7_HC7U-TI/AAAAAAAABcI/gq5E4-kY-2A/s1600-h/PA020545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Ss7_HC7U-TI/AAAAAAAABcI/gq5E4-kY-2A/s400/PA020545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390526300518938930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one out of hundreds pictures for the second day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Now, i'm trying to upload everything to fb, but it seems like it'll take me hours. i'm lazy cause i want to go out to grab some clothes with irah, but don't know sempat or not. If sempat, sempat uh guys. If not, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Click on the 'Photos' links there &lt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm on the phone right now, with balak gua. Sapa lagi kaan? Hehs, next week member punye exams da finish. Then my turn to get stressed up. Omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hmm, i came back at 3.30 when i finished my paper at 12.10. Fuyoooh fuyoooh, dek dek dek jantong i when we came up to th hall. Like as if, hell's coming. Chey, relaaax uh dohh. What i know is, salaah info babe i wrote inside my letter writting. Er, pathetic you know. Uh, tawakal je hor? Second paper was all fine, not stressed up sgt uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Monday, mother tongue. Then, follow by the next day uh tu. I'm bored, and not sure what to write. But, today after school was quite fun uh. Real heaven, right? k da, whatevr. Today, mus(raimy) takda mood uh. Jadi yang lain lain sume senyap. Hais. Ape nak jadi ni weeey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Later at night, i'm going to let out my stress. Chey^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;See me at night safari, they have the halloweeeen night special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Confirm kecoooh dohh kite kite pegi. Will come back with those photos, Chiow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Friday, 9 october 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;5:17pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5810501491172822724?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5810501491172822724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5810501491172822724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5810501491172822724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5810501491172822724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/relaaaaax-uh-wey.html' title='relaaaaax uh wey.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Ss7_HC7U-TI/AAAAAAAABcI/gq5E4-kY-2A/s72-c/PA020545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2588460117018249437</id><published>2009-10-06T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:14:01.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasssst game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SssVmOtatxI/AAAAAAAABcA/xrPuJpIwETs/s1600-h/DSC07203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SssVmOtatxI/AAAAAAAABcA/xrPuJpIwETs/s400/DSC07203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389425125606733586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cam? Happy see me update, hehs. This one fassst game uh, cause i have other thing to do also la kan. Er, and today was average uh. Instead, i find trouble with joining dektu dektu(don't angry uh IRAAAH^^) kacau that "dektu". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm so uploading pictures, so so many pictures to this new site, which is so not new to me but i created as a new user. I know it'd eat up a lot of time, so i started with it first. Use brain eh, gr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like this, like that i came home from school with my tummy growling. Is that the right word? So i planned that she and me go for a chill at Cc's macD. We are young girls, same as you babes out there and to whom who are reading my blog, so we gossip-ed here and there. All was true, we weren't making up stories. It's time to share share, or not later she never friend me you know *sad face, wink* Then, come my super hero to fetch us from there. Happy tau she and me get to taste the mega McSpicy, with a confident feeling that we'd finish it. End up, you know, we wasted some food + drinks again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I think i can fall alseep here, cause i'm seriously sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy and i want to smell my pillow then "zoooooooooooooooooooooom!" off to dreamland, bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;And, wait. Just within these past two days, i can understand maths better. Wonderful eh? If i learnt all last minute, all go inside my brain you know. But, i was so shocked when it's annouced that we'll be taking exams in the hall. Training pe? Can i bring sweet inside or not? In case i fall asleep, then i have something to wake me up and keep on doing my paper. We really want to pass leeeeeeh^^  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh oh, and i saw this person fb's profile, step want to follow mummy only sia. Whatevr sia you. Yah, we're realated, like so? Don't have originality sia you. Omg, so lame want copy cat and dog, here and there. People do extra photo album, you also want do. Like so, what the hell babe? Your previous photo album can still sumbat more photo siolz. Unlike mummy's, cause she need to upload more picture which required more space than to fit into her previous album whch only space for only 9 photos. Each album can fit 200 photos whaaaaaaaat. Ee, like so geram. Nvermind, mummy and i will always share things together when we meet up, next time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tmr, i'l be staying at school for extra lesson with the lower sec for revision. Wanted to stay back only with Mr w.w but he too busy. So, we had no choice. See, i'm so into concentrating into my maths as i'm far left behind. If i have enough strength to blog, look out for it tmr, yah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6:14pm, 06 October 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2588460117018249437?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2588460117018249437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2588460117018249437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2588460117018249437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2588460117018249437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/fasssst-game.html' title='Fasssst game!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SssVmOtatxI/AAAAAAAABcA/xrPuJpIwETs/s72-c/DSC07203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3530750643442435239</id><published>2009-10-05T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T03:35:19.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suuuuuuuuuuuup :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsnIQm_JsrI/AAAAAAAABbw/fhm-SR_jeHs/s320/9928_153744708408_620063408_2696061_6317554_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389058616794395314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hungry + worry + busy + irritated with my blog thing = (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haislo. Today i'm going to be the house lady which do this and that. Wait, including studying. Yes, last week i only learnt on 1 maths topic, which is Statistic. How pathethic can that be? Yah, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; obviously i couldn't join my parents over at aunty's place with bro. So, i'd be here couching,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; studying, eating. I just finished frying fried chicken with nuggets. But, now there's none of the nuggets of the plate. Hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We've continued our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; outing with Z'nimals for the Raye outing. As you can see, the first one was so much better cause i had jul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;24/7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; unlike the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; one. Hehs, da over pon tau. I'm waiting for the particular person to upload the pictures to fb cause camera die have so many pictures, bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsnIPVzNUDI/AAAAAAAABbg/jPwDiBsyelA/s320/9928_153718233408_620063408_2695623_4350863_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389058595001028658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsnIRGAEN2I/AAAAAAAABb4/mE0GWqM2JiY/s320/SDC10534.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389058625119729506" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsnIQCc12dI/AAAAAAAABbo/PMrcKvXI8gA/s320/SDC10523.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389058606986811858" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm too tired if i were in school, where you can find my head on top of table if lesson is boring or should i say, like as if the teacher talks to dumb person gitu. _|_ Boring Lessons! Alright and i caboot from mahes cause he wanted my help to write statement about that thing but, Mr Vera took his own time to appear himself infront of us then i went away slowly. Even one of them never see i went away, bayeeek *thumbs-up* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Walked out together with her and her to bus stop, and suddenly Jul called. K, part yang i was otp with him kekeeek bro. Hekhekhekhek, yang tau tau uh. Yang don't know, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Atlast, happy jugak kite right babes? Just now was like, the first ever time he met me in his school uni. Alamaaak, sachok babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;See, we could really hate each other at a moment and love forever. Aaw, isn't it sweet peoples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; *making the jealous face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm kindda lazy to eat after wasting my efforts on frying those things. And and i've upload the necessary photos at fb while i'm getting started with my new multiply user. I created it just for fun, photos storage babe^^ Tu nanti when free, i put down uh eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;K, i'm so called out of mood now cause momma gnna stay over at orchid 'something something' place as she's on course today. And leaving me and my dad, due orang pat rumah. Felt like crying sia when she told me that, urgh. Cause i don't want same thing happened to me. Shit, urgh. Nevrmind, i have my superhero near here. So, tmr i need to wake up alone. Hopefully my alarm clock can wake me up or, perhaps, suroh baby wake me up in the morning. Can consider la tu, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love so my hero, Muackx^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Arios, people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6:04, 5 oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ober 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3530750643442435239?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3530750643442435239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3530750643442435239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3530750643442435239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3530750643442435239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/suuuuuuuuuuuup.html' title='Suuuuuuuuuuuup :)'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsnIQm_JsrI/AAAAAAAABbw/fhm-SR_jeHs/s72-c/9928_153744708408_620063408_2696061_6317554_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5417645887973605240</id><published>2009-10-01T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:29:40.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*roll-eyes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsRv011qjZI/AAAAAAAABbY/xccvzGBuqtQ/s1600-h/DSC07067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387554007838002578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsRv011qjZI/AAAAAAAABbY/xccvzGBuqtQ/s400/DSC07067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'll just make my point, straight. Heyello, i'm back here. Right, i'm bored of fb like there's nothing in it. Heck care, i'll update this first. My blog's been so plain and stuff, due to my lazyness. See uh whether ade time or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Aites, cepaaaat cepaaat! i don't waste time on what should i write here, so i'll get on it as fast. Cepaaaaaaaaaaat^^ Firstly, can i share what happened in school today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Who didn't turned up? I thought shiva didn't attend school, he was late. Rayner, never. Mr wai wang, went for course or something? Heaven babe, he don't have. One week, NO MATHS (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Druing physics or chem lesson, when i nearly fell asleep, mahes shouted "EKA!!" I got a shocked, then terus tak jadi tdo. He wante to woke me up, wee! Then, 15 minutes later, i turned behind, he was sedaaaaaaaap tdo -,- Hais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;There's no assembly today, as there were the prep for graduation day? Er, not sure. AND, there's not teacher in class for 45minutes. Vinay went for coaching or something. What we did? Woah, it was shiva idea that he connect his phone to the av thing tu. Music, BOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOOM! We closed both doors, and suprisingly cannot be heard from outside our classroom. Followed by fabian &amp;amp; atifah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exactly at 1215, Mr Goh came in happily together with madam Rina, holding to our class list. Wait, lucky everyone's in our class. So he annouced or rather share something that made us so hyper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Here; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;M&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ates we are going overseas for next year's camping trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Not officially confirm, but have been planned. Bintan- for a change, Cmon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;That's what roughly i did/happened today. that's about it, just now. Later on, abg said and his family will be coming over here for raye. After that i'm not sure whether we're tagging or not. But, what i know is kak nor bringing bro along. Oh whatevr -,-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sup for ydy, wait. I lazy write in sentence ehhhh -.- Like so long gitu, hais. Tired. I can sleep here, while listening to something. Nice, double thumbs-up "+" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;It was ydy when we(shiva, mahes &amp;amp; me) behaved so like children. Make fun, here and there. In the morning, Vinay was mad at us over something's have not been passed up yet &amp;amp; i still remember he said this "i scold this side, there talk. I scold there, here talking" Hahahahahahaha, face expression, all time funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;During the national anthem, we were told to stand up in th middle of the song. We couldn't hear anything. Then, when it finished he still want to sing. And i said, "finish want sing what? *vinay pointing hand and muke binget*" HUAHUAHUAHUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;We had star lesson ydy, so he had to come in as Mr w.w not in. Damn, i tell you.. keccoooooh keccoooh tau!! We all the way, make teacher irritated that he made us stay back for awhile. hekhekhek^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One was this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I hope i won't have a son like you(like shiva)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; We: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"ehh, cher. get married first eh! Haven't marry married, want talk big." *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Prangai siaaaaaakk *giggles* (!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt; Alright, i just can't stop laughing when i remember it back, omg. You guys just make me laugh like hell. Then, some more Ryner keep singing random song which included vinay's name in it. Hell, crazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Alr, i better start with doing those things i need to. Arios. Thurs, 5.05pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love that person whom i love so much then you don't kpo uh^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5417645887973605240?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5417645887973605240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5417645887973605240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5417645887973605240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5417645887973605240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/10/roll-eyes.html' title='*roll-eyes*'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SsRv011qjZI/AAAAAAAABbY/xccvzGBuqtQ/s72-c/DSC07067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-9085864456382745521</id><published>2009-09-24T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:54:12.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egoism(!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrsiuQjcCRI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zGwtOyaN9qg/s1600-h/7816_1041269128402_1725797000_85940_8120405_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrsiuQjcCRI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zGwtOyaN9qg/s400/7816_1041269128402_1725797000_85940_8120405_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384935957564492050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Time: 3.51pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; I guess it's been a long time since i update this. I'm really bored, i swear. Never in my life, i'm this bored. Whatevr it is, ydy was quite fun but it turned out bad at sometime. That was ydy, i guess i shouldn't drag it over. And people blog to let out all, not to hide something they're feeling right now. But, it's not th right time. So, i better shut up. I'm really sorry, that it's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Alright, this time i'm super feeling down. Headache + moody. I'm just waiting for someone just to atleast bother to cheer me up. Forget it, maybe i'll happy when mom's around. Shit. Er. I'm really boring, and i don't know what to do. But, obviously i'm so happy for tmr. I'm gonna be super excited if he's following. That's for tmr, so we'll just see what's up for tmr. I don't want say anything earlier, i don't want to get excited to early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Wait, but before that, i watching tv at the same time. Have this movie, 'Cinta Kolestrol'. I'm buying that camera that i went to survey last night. Alright, before i get worst or whtver, i better stop now and do my own things. Cause no one just bother. No one. I hate this part, so mch. Because, right now. I just need someone that i really need the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Good news for me was when mom asked me wether i want to change my phone or not. As my 21 month, has due. I was feeling super estatic that moment when i got the new phone^^ So i took this phone :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Srsh2J1pcQI/AAAAAAAABbI/Fj8FJvgA7z4/s200/c510-white-red-pl.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384934993689145602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-9085864456382745521?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/9085864456382745521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=9085864456382745521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9085864456382745521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/9085864456382745521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/egoism.html' title='Egoism(!)'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrsiuQjcCRI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zGwtOyaN9qg/s72-c/7816_1041269128402_1725797000_85940_8120405_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5457244708306206331</id><published>2009-09-18T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:00:17.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advance for tmr (!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrRxWyeRUjI/AAAAAAAABbA/s7-vL1V7ofg/s1600-h/RayaCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrRxWyeRUjI/AAAAAAAABbA/s7-vL1V7ofg/s320/RayaCard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383052090934383154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Instead saying it tmr, i'll do it today as tmr we'll get busy over at Hougang. Today's 19 sept, 1.59pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to Everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If i once have made you angry, forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If I made you so hurt by my words/reactions, forgive me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If i have done so many wrongs to you, Forgive me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;During this month, forgive la whtevr i've done wrong to you people out there, if i did :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm doing the shit project. Printing here and there. I'm not in th mood or wht, and idk why. That's about it uh, alright? I knw, today ramai mesti busy to th max punye ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Selamat hari raye, woah. Time for $$, HUAHUAHUA(!!) Arios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5457244708306206331?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5457244708306206331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5457244708306206331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5457244708306206331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5457244708306206331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/advance-for-tmr.html' title='Advance for tmr (!!)'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrRxWyeRUjI/AAAAAAAABbA/s7-vL1V7ofg/s72-c/RayaCard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6417553235127396864</id><published>2009-09-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:44:06.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100%  tajul's post ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrO9SxOFqrI/AAAAAAAABa4/nCep2Q_ZGzo/s1600-h/001W051G0-W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382854109785598642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrO9SxOFqrI/AAAAAAAABa4/nCep2Q_ZGzo/s320/001W051G0-W.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;woolala. hahaha. after a long period of time. im blogging again.hahaha.actually i will jux blog wen i feel like it uh kankan..... erm actually i felt like blogging is jux to blare out my feelings luh kankan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;ive been suspended for about 1month and i swear its not wat u guys out there want.hahaha.its as good as being "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;UNEDUCATED&lt;/span&gt;". eventhough "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HOMESTUDY&lt;/span&gt;" is possible.hahaha. well &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SHOCKINGLY&lt;/span&gt;; i passed my maths with a greatly marks of 62! woowoowoo. inpossible? i dont think so!!!! ahahahaha. mostly its a big thanx to my never die fans and suporters which has never stop encouraging me everytime i meet them.eventhough they are not with me in sec3.hahaha.big thanks to my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;two closest chinese dolls natasha and desiree&lt;/span&gt;; not to forget &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;fanaa , krab , din ,fir ,faiz,zan,zamir,aizat,haidar,nadz,syam,rias, fjz &lt;/span&gt;and many more uh kan.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;life hasnt been great eversince the suspension uh kan. with my very first biggest mistake.its like a big sway uh kan.haish.watever it is, its still my fault for even touching him in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;wateva it is,it has happen and i still have to face the truth and punishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;still with short pants and crew cut(wateva d spelling is).hahahha.damn it.gaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;eversince my suspension at home, as usual 24hours IBUKU hahaha.send lil'sister to skool at 1pm.then i have a car which i drive evry 1.30pm onwards to fetch irah and her besty.and send them home.hahaha.its like an everyday routine.haha.then go to hospital bcox my beloved ATOK was in ICU then after 3weeks then he was transfered to a normal ward.its not easy seeing someone u love being treated in a hospital.but im really blessed that my atok was discharged at 5pm just nw evening after exactly 1 full month in CGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;HARI RAYA is in 24hours starting by nw! hahahah.not really excited bout it bcox i have bigger issues with family problems whch are very the kecoh.hahha.and ive nt been the same eversince the suspension.haish..what to do,what to do! hahaha...-_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and guess wat? its my first time fasting almost full only broke fast &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;! well thats mostly it uh kan. hahaha to all have a pleasant ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI dan MAAF ZAHIR dan BATIN. MAAFKAN SALAH SILAP DAN HALALkan MAKAN MINUM. agak berGURAU,jgnluh AMBIL HATI. :::::::::::)))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6417553235127396864?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6417553235127396864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6417553235127396864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6417553235127396864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6417553235127396864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/tajuls-post.html' title='100%  tajul&apos;s post ;'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SrO9SxOFqrI/AAAAAAAABa4/nCep2Q_ZGzo/s72-c/001W051G0-W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-4560549517454245042</id><published>2009-09-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:10:39.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read, Virginxz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alright, Today is 18 september, 12.09pm!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm in school. Blogging for espclly for my lovely readers and baby ^^ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yes, some people are just to desperate to read my blog that he/she would go to google and search for my previous blog title. How silly can a person get, till to th extend macam gitu? It just make me curious about who's stalking me -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday's just in two days away, and i'm getting more and more excited. Too bad that i couldn't cntinue fasting for some reason. iknw, yknw la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hello, irah here. let me continue her stories yah. i dont know where this girl is right now and i went to lab and now, here i am,. nyeeheheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, spammers sucks man, seriously. please eh, keep your comments to yourself . thankyou very much&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I was away just now, so that girl come use my comp, nb. HAHAHAH! i waited for her at library, end up she was using my comp. I'm multi-tasking now. Doing coursework while listening to Thaqif's Nobody sambil tggu for another song and blogging. I swear, i'm having goose bumps. Woah, his voice so nice. Thanks to fanaa uh, because after i watch the video at her blog, i went youtube for more videos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Mother and bro's home. They are going out to geylang once bro wakes up. Hopefully he bgn lambat uh :) I'm hoping that today i get to spend some time with b. Cause i didn't meet him for like the past two days, isit? Whatevr, i really want to meet b. Shit, and today too. I'll have to finish up the project log book. Then i have to finish up with the deco of my room. Put up those new printed pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;I think i'm done, here. That's all. I'll upload some pictures when i get home. Geez, Arios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-4560549517454245042?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/4560549517454245042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=4560549517454245042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4560549517454245042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/4560549517454245042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/read-virginxz.html' title='Read, Virginxz!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-2625143532715374177</id><published>2009-09-15T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:03:47.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sq9XZ-giY1I/AAAAAAAABaw/d64_-4Gd4QM/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sq9XZ-giY1I/AAAAAAAABaw/d64_-4Gd4QM/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381616183518847826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Funny sia the picture, but cool. HAHAHA!" Am i dreaming that i'm actually blogging here? Actually, i just open a new tumblr accnt as this didn't work that well. But, when i logged in to put the new link, all the thumbnails are here(!!!) I'm so happy happy little kid, best best*wide smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This morning Mother woke me up a lil late, 6.45 then whe were panicly waking me up and asking, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alamak da lambat ni, sempat tak pegi skola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;?" I shook my head and she on my room light. I just thought of not going to school, but i went. Around 7, i went out and mom left 10 bucks on the table. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Naik taxi je, takut lambat nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" While waiting for taxi, the bus came. That's the reason why i came late today, with a boring face i entered school gate. Lucky we were told to dismiss to our classes for spot-checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;School done, Tajul fetched I and Irah home. After sending irah, nstead of going home, we went to tm. Printed out the photos. End up i had to go home by bus cause his mom called while waiting for th photos -,-' Unlike ydy, where he fetched us, send me home. Wait, he sent me home, got changed and went out to help him spray th car. But, he did sent me home again *,* Cut that, i'm home now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have no idea how to decorate th board thing with the printed pictures, or am i just pretty lazy to do it now? HEKHEKHEK! It'll be postpone to another day, when i have some ideas or when i get tajul to help me on that. Perhaps, why not? Will do it, when i have a high good mood to do this and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm kindda busy with fb, on notes. What shall i do besides playing games/quizes/notes at fb? Change my blog pict or the background thingy(??!) This blog is like so outdated, so boring. I'll add on something fun, if have time. Wee. I'm watching Taufik Batisah's singapore idol videos^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two souls with a single thought, two hearts that beat as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" Arios.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-2625143532715374177?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/2625143532715374177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=2625143532715374177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2625143532715374177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/2625143532715374177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello.html' title='Hello^^'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sq9XZ-giY1I/AAAAAAAABaw/d64_-4Gd4QM/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-553744202058485992</id><published>2009-09-01T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:59:50.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, it's morning peoplezcx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sp3BOUXbm-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/-pC4rPXdZ_k/s1600-h/DSC06892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376665981879557090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sp3BOUXbm-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/-pC4rPXdZ_k/s320/DSC06892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helloxcv. It's so early in th morning, obvly. Sunshine shining through th classroom window, cooling under the fan. Rubbing eyes, getting the mascara of this lashes, while using fb. Alright, not doing any of my coursework at all. Err..at home can do right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't had a long tight sleep ydy. I couldn't sleep, so i kept myself busy by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1)playing psp -till i get bored out of it, 2)on ebuddy-i signed into jul's accnt auto then Bored, 3) Hear songs-till i sleep. how nice it is, if i were still at home sleeping. Err.. i'm not having enough rest at all. See, wake up at 2+pm. Now, couldn't sleep on time. Pathetic yknw, when you're on th bed rolling to left &amp;amp; right and couldn't sleep. So, i guess, later on for sure i'll have a goo dnap in school. Mr w.w never come, good. Free Lesson, get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm so uploading some of photos that was taken ydy, in phone. Wee. It's a nice time, a fantastic + fabulous + gorgeous + thumbs-up sign *,* Alrght, it was so great, indeed. So well done. My parents treated Tajul as a family member. He talked alot, ydy. Had fun playing with his Favourite Qai qai. But, we eventually forget to buy her "bait", which is sweeeeet(!!) HUAHUAHUAHUA -.-" Mummy cooked Jul's request which is Baked Macroni. Sedaaap, you. And, so many was served uh like i aid in th previous post. I'm just waiting for the pictures that was taken in Mummy's camera. My Camera all double vision, Shaking. though we were not shaking, idiot sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376667957121148866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sp3DBStuZ8I/AAAAAAAABao/lpbHSJHsARM/s400/DSC06897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;In th morning only, i had a sweeet conversation with Jul otp. My journey, i was spending th time otp with him, bragginf bout so many things. Great right? See, how sweeeet that someone special can be in your life. I mean, in mine. Omg, i'm so going to get th ring that was in Jul's bag ydy. Err..sweeet or what. Ring siol, he bought for me(!!!?!!) Woooo. We're looking for th next family outing again, cause it's fun uh. Woo. HEHEHEHEH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;I'll surely get back to a new mulitply accnt or what, once my mouse is fine. Then, i'll spend my time uploading photos there. Or should i say, in fb perhaps? Let's just see what will happened next, k? Today, finish school at 5. Elective module. Should i go, or sleep at home -.-'''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;There you go uh, the photos. I love baby so much, woo. Baked macroni, ohh. I'm getting it from Jul back today Heehhh! I hope i won't be smelling that thing once i get it from Jul today. HAHA! Noo, fasting ehh. Naughty, ehh. Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Arios, sayangvzxc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-553744202058485992?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/553744202058485992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=553744202058485992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/553744202058485992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/553744202058485992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-its-morning-peoplezcx.html' title='Hi, it&apos;s morning peoplezcx.'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sp3BOUXbm-I/AAAAAAAABaQ/-pC4rPXdZ_k/s72-c/DSC06892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8791487787734516598</id><published>2009-09-01T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:04:58.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, i think today's G R E A T!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello, err..I can't upload photos again. Fck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Orite. Today, no school dey. Suprisingly, i slept early last night, but woke up at 2.25 PM (!!) What the heck uh kan. Cause i woke up after phone house rang. And, thanks to jul that he didn't woke me or even called me up at 11am. Sickening eh you, baby. HAHAHAHA, chillvx. I didn't follow up the others to Teh tarik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Err, i think i'm gotta rush over this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I met up baby at 3. Then relaxed with baby till 4. Then made a move to find present for Mummy. Her bd is tmrw, 2 sept 2009. Neh, just celebrate today as we're coming over to hougang for break fast. Oright, we went to HELEN. We searched evrything, which will look nice on her. And, there we got her: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Flower designed necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Done. Then we searched for Polar till we got mad, suddenly. We round Tm basement for 3 times. Then , got to know, the kedai renovation. Alamak! Then went T-one to even look for it. Atlast, we went over to Whitesands. Lucky, there's one. Bought Cake. Then, zoooooooooom. Off to hougang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought my Chicken Chop, which i wanted to eat from last week. Went up. Woooo. I saw th baked macroni, bbq chicken, fruits, chicken curry, fried nuggets and others on the table. *Sabar sabar* Da break fast, sat and joke around. Cut cake time, woo. Took pictures. Hell, th pictures i took at my cam all double vision. Damn it, i'm so buying new cam. Urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, here i am. I'm tired. Tmrw schooling. Ohh, and baby bought me a ring. Aaaaw! So nice of you, baby!!! Arios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8791487787734516598?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8791487787734516598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8791487787734516598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8791487787734516598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8791487787734516598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-i-think-todays-g-r-e-t.html' title='Hello, i think today&apos;s G R E A T!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6838376755536105613</id><published>2009-08-24T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:11:00.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hihi</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck again, you see. Urgh, pathethic site. Alright, i'm fasting. I should learn to be more patient than ever in this holy month. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my One Yearsary(if you guys don't know) just by some simple ways which you guys don't need to knw more. That's between me and him, but damn. I got him melting, yknw. Aaw! Nevermind, more will come next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boringg, i'm blog hopping bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6838376755536105613?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6838376755536105613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6838376755536105613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6838376755536105613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6838376755536105613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/08/hihi.html' title='Hihi'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8556861774951227214</id><published>2009-08-11T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:55:48.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"One out of milllions"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SoIS8kPh8mI/AAAAAAAABaI/oPNadD1b09U/s1600-h/DSC06747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368874537509319266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SoIS8kPh8mI/AAAAAAAABaI/oPNadD1b09U/s320/DSC06747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Timey, it's early in th morning and here i am, blogging. Obviously, i'm in homec room surfing net, freely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So much for me to blog. Today, i'll be having the elective module lagi till 5. Irah's gnna get her phone from Santha. She'll have her detention today, idc. Jul will be going back to school for his oral at 2. Parents not workin cause sendin bro for his check-ups at 3. Hopefully they'll fatch me after a long day in school aite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This morning, somethin sweet happened. After bathing, i called jul. Thinkin that he will be going school in th morning, tapi salah la. HAHA! I didn't wake him up, though. So we did brag awhile. In th morning, aaw! Sweet pe? -,-'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had a tough night ydy, guessin who will be the 'Anugerah' winner. Abg Is was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so noisy, sitting beside and keep making funny comments bout chirul. HAHA! Oh, he was so into Sarah's voice. It'll get worst if he was one of the judge. I bet, he'll be more into insulting than complimentin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That weekend, the long want, i did mention i went away. Off to kl. Orite, i tell you this is the worst trip i ever had, the whole life. I guess, this shouldn't happen in th future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When cik Dada wanted to call the hotel person to say that we will be late, she said there's no aunt's name. WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had to find hotels, so we got the budget one. Omg. 90 ringgit per day. So small. So scary. Eeuw. Then we had to go up to lvl 3, without any lifts(!!) And still under renovasion? Urr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mother and dad went out to find new hotel. So we got 3 rooms at KL international. Finally, you know. Hoho! I swear, our hotel 81 pon tak rabak gitu macam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Second day, dinner had dinner near our hotels. Then seaood, boleh tahan uh. Omg. Then the price like so merepek yknw. The serving is like for 5 people and it cost us more than 20 ringgit. Ohhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we arrived, uncle nd dad went to book the bus tickets. &amp;amp;, bus budget siol. Yknow, no seatings number. Eeuuw. Budget, la kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, when nak balek. I and Zul ran the whole round to get to th bus. Then, nak kene reserved seats sume. Urr, irritatng sia. Sume like da mengamok, whatever. But, nehmind. We reached singapore, still. Woo -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's just that. So, yes. I'll get the photos from pak ngah's camera, asap. I'm missin jul at th moment. Oh yes, dnt' know when to meet up. Hais, asap orite b? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Arios. Need to go. gambar, next time uh. ohh, 8:53 tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8556861774951227214?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8556861774951227214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8556861774951227214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8556861774951227214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8556861774951227214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-out-of-milllions.html' title='&quot;One out of milllions&quot;'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SoIS8kPh8mI/AAAAAAAABaI/oPNadD1b09U/s72-c/DSC06747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6743828772157079252</id><published>2009-08-07T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:30:51.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey hey hey hey, i'm going off tmrw</title><content type='html'>Hello, i've been missing again. Orite, thanks to my comp cause of lacking or it's about the net thingy that i had to refresh evrything when i'm on a new page. There goes my mood uh, irritated. Confirm uh. Now, see. What font i'm using? I have no idea. Cannot upload pictures all. Thanks uh blogger, cause i think getting a new site to blog is much more better. I'm sick and tired of this alr -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school had the celebration today. We were told to wear a red tee with our pants/blouse. Can say that, i was waiting for a day like this -,- Haha! It was quite fun uh, orite uh. Okay okay uh, eh. Atleast something, better than nothing kan? Hmm, after school went out then ZooS decided where to go. Decided to go Lj, took 21. Sadly, half alighted near the T1 stop, jauh or what. GRR! Then, this is where things got messed up. I think, i should not say it here or frankly speaking, it's kindda chilled now. But, we did separate ways after we got oursleves seats at Macd. They went, but came back after stuffing all into stomachs. Orite, ahmad went mosque. Others, went T1. Tu pon, we like went up the escalator straight to level 3 and sat at the open area situ. Took pictures, slacked till 1:15. Balek with irah, lucky it wasn't that crowded inside the bus. Thank god. Suddenly the weather darkens, and started to rain. Irah had the idea of takin one big round. Guess what?! We really had a short nap. Tired, yknw -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, tajul went away without even msging me. All i know is that, when i called him early in the morning, he switched off hsi phone. Grr!! I msged him, asking where he is. Waited for hours, then my phone vibrated. A message saying that, He's already in malaysia. Hais -,- Nevermind, i had a sweet convo with him that i nearly cried when he asked me to say those things i said before hangin up. Aaw, sorry baby. I couldn't say it, HAHA! Gonna miss you, see you on monday. We see who reach Singapore first. HAHA! Love you too baby. Muah *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ohh, and tmrw i'll be leaving yknow. Bye, i'm leaving for Kl. Plus, tmrw is Brother's birthday. HAHA! Hooray, da 3 years old seyh. I know, many post without pictures. WTH?! BORING sia. Grr! Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, It is now 4.29 aite. Arios -.-'''''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6743828772157079252?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6743828772157079252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6743828772157079252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6743828772157079252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6743828772157079252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-hey-hey-hey-im-going-off-tmrw.html' title='Hey hey hey hey, i&apos;m going off tmrw'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5172768163806371601</id><published>2009-08-04T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:58:09.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"So long, yet so close"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, i've been missing for days. Sure, someone would be, "eh tak update update pe?" -.- Fine, here i am now. As usually, i'm at homec now. Thanks, that i've so-call complete my coursework but i have no idea bout the three meals that i'll be cooking. WTH?! I should approach my BEST CHEF to help on this, orite jul? HAHAXVZS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So let's talk bout days back, orite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Let me start, 4 August 2009-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;When school ended, i waited for irah cause she had to take her math quiz. Plyed 'old maid' with nisaa and gang. Then, irah came down, pulling me aside. My face was like so, 'asal sia?!' and irah was like telling me, "Jul meeting me, at 2pm." Yah, aku da col. It' like da 1.50 gitu, mane tak col sia. Then irah told me something that shouldn't be told. Lagi aku col, bayeeek. So, i called him. Shouted at him, for no reason. Sorry eh b?? Sumpah sia, muke all like da col gile. I cooled down after the convo. So, i and irah was like laughing cause i 'col' for like no reason. HAHA!! Da meet all, he walked me home. We met online again, chatted. Cam biase, i replied sooooo late but bot too late. HEHE! Decided to cut my hair, cause it's thick and i'm sick of it. Jul came along, cut hair. Then, we bought 'something like jemput-jemput gitu' and popiah basah, bought water. We walked to the park, ate at of the tempat dudok situ uh. Andddd it's so windy, sweeet kan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;3 August 2009-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Jul fetch me and irah from school. Da macam bapak amek anknye dari skola. He drove his atok car. We were tensed the moment we step into the car. Aku dok pat depan, da macam nak taklua sia jantung. Y'allah. Serammmm! He's like THE SECOND DANGEROUS DRIVER i've ever known. As the first is, Abang Ikin. HOHO! Yes, i know you know -.- Sent irah home. Took his slua that we left during the bbq pit. After that, we went one big round. Bought makan at macd cause i didn't had my lunch earlier. Then balek. called mom, then went out to meet Mom and bro at geylang (again again, yknow!!) -,- But, met jul first cause die yang offer nak anta, kan b? But we went for a drive from Bedook-Pasir Ris-Changi. Then sent me to tamp inter, kay da then bye bye =_='' He's so sweeeet and dangerous, i know yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;So today, i'll be having my Electiive module after school hours. Kay, it's like from 2-5. Mampos, but i've been look forward for it okay. Hmm, maybe Jul fetchng or what. I still have no idea since he is having a good sleep at home yknw, jealous i -,- Uh, eversince that thing right, then you know i know. After that, straight i'll be going to amk. 7.30 going somewhere uh for jempotan or what. No idea. So, yeah. Updated right? I'm done for now orite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Will be back for more actions, soon eh. It's 8:57 anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5172768163806371601?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5172768163806371601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5172768163806371601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5172768163806371601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5172768163806371601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-long-yet-so-close.html' title='&quot;So long, yet so close&quot;'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6729185059847536713</id><published>2009-07-23T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:50:09.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, be strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should this tears, fall? Seriously, i have so much in my mind. So what should i do? Well, it's good if you know what i'm talking about. I bet, yknw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love tajul. Can't you spare another chance? Please, i need him. His family. His friends. Just please help. i don't know how. Just help. Yes, i'm begging. For him. What should i do? I couldn't think straight. Who will be there for me, if it isn't jul? i don't want to lose him, so are you right? really, i don't know what to do. why is it happenin right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, when i knew about this. I was in school, when suddenly Irah shouted "Eh!!", i was stunned. Shocked. My heart started beating twice as fast. I burst into tears. I couldn't help it. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't think. I really love you. Whatever happens, i'll always be there for you. but, ysee i don't know what to do. I'm super sad now. Who will make me laugh if it isn't him? I'm so worried. super worried. REALLY, WHAT SHOULD I DO NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, a day after 11 months. This happened. Who the hell tak tepranjat kan? da uh, i couldn't think about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it has happened. You're my hero. You're so strong. If you're reading this, i just want to tell you that i really love you. No matter what, you're the best. No matter what, we need to be strong. But i know, it's hard. You're the best, i ever had. I really love you. I won't leave you no matter what uh b. Please do update me if anything. I really love you, so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bet. The next person to ask me what happened, will see me crying instead. I couln't help it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6729185059847536713?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6729185059847536713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6729185059847536713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6729185059847536713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6729185059847536713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-sucks.html' title='Baby, be strong'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-3422984875194392827</id><published>2009-07-16T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:30:31.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA, Gone again ey?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sl_97Kwzg2I/AAAAAAAABaA/pqZd8IaZldI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090717_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359281274537345890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sl_97Kwzg2I/AAAAAAAABaA/pqZd8IaZldI/s320/Snapshot_20090717_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry again, for the late update. When i'm home je, fetch-ed/waited for jul to send me home. That's like, already 3 plus eh. Tu kalau no plans after meeting him. Then, after surfing fb, abeh..time to get ready to go out. Time, 5 plus. I'll reached there in 45 mins, though it's during a peak hours. It's like my routine for these few days, or can i say it'll drag till weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, from Tamp to City Hall, then to Novena. I swear i wouldn't have gone to hospitals, at this period, but because of my dad. So, without fail everyday i had to. Just that i want and need to see him. Ofcourse, it's tiring, balek skola, tak rest. But, it's worth it. I missed him so much. I'll update bout what happened, when i have the time peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where? I'm in school. Supposed to finish quarter of my coursework, but no. See what i'm doing? Blogging, obviously. Time? 12.17am. Finishing soon, i know that. I'm gonna msg jul soon, saying that i'm done. Meet him, somewhere. Yes, we'll be having "Finger Licking Good" for lunch. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And, yes. I had a long talk with jul. Sweet, you know. I can sleep while listening to his voice, AWW&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! Kay, stop. I just wanted to say sorry, to..idk. I've not figure it out. Ala, you know who you are. Sorry for ydy's reaction, for real. Good that, you somehow you know. I hope you understand. Sorry. See, if i'm online, we'll talk more. Cause, i don't feel i have anything wrong with you. So.. yah. Done, baby? I've done it. WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bell da ring, BABYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-3422984875194392827?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/3422984875194392827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=3422984875194392827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3422984875194392827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/3422984875194392827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-gone-again-ey.html' title='HAHA, Gone again ey?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Sl_97Kwzg2I/AAAAAAAABaA/pqZd8IaZldI/s72-c/Snapshot_20090717_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-8747884702430576847</id><published>2009-07-14T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T03:29:17.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must it be you, tmrw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been very hard for me to really go on with things around. Some good things, and some are just bad. I'll write evrything that's botherin me, even right now. I'll appreciate it if you really understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have brought me to tears each night, before sleep. I am here, only by you. I was made by you. I grow older, with your pamperedness, love and care. You can't be compared by others cause you're the all time best in my own eyes. You hide things away from me to make me feel good, but did you care how deep it hurts when it's revealed? You loved me too much, that you didn't even want me to know nothing. I'm the only daughter to both my biological parents. Who do i have, beside both of you who brought me up? Thanks, dad. Lucky someone finally broke out of the promises and told me evrything. You know how shocked i was, at that particular moment? My heart beat twice faster, my eyes were so red. I thought i'd be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; strong, but i failed. I couldn't even look into your  face, i couldn't. I couldn't believed those were facts, but it was. It happened. "The truth always hurts", i agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every day and night, looking at you being my dad. I'm proud, to myself, to the whole world. You made a great impact to my life. I pray for you, always. Seeking for bravery for myself and yours. Picturing you smiling, was rather fantastic than you cry. Each night, before sleeping, i recalled evrything again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember, when we used to be only two of us staying with Nenek and all? Each time, aunt was raising her voice at you over some things, i'd cry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember, how was it like to stay together at our house? That you always loved. That you didn't want to moved out, but mom did.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember, how was it like for you to walk every morning, with me sleeping on your shoulders? (when i were small)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember when you told me you were hospitalised cause of something small, and i cried like as if someone's dying? That was the first time, knowing that you were hospitalised. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are always the best, to me. No one can ever take your place in myself. Everything about you, was always the #1 for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really want to tell you i really appreciate all the thing you have done. You've showed me that you really loved me. Be strong, i really need you to be by me all time. "Bile ayah takde, awak jage diri baik baik." What are you trying to say? The moment i heard that, i teared again. You didn't even looked at me when you walked away, i know you can't see me crying. I bet so, you will cry. I know you, more than others. 15 years, of living with you. Don't do this to me, i know you'd be strong to face this. I really love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah, thanks too for you being nice with Tajul. That day's lunch was interesting, with you and mummy together with Qai qai. It ended well too, by you saying " Jumpe lagi eh, jul" Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, that's it for today. I know, today wasn't that "normal" like others. Keep to your words, it hurts a thousand times. I hope, he does it. Mr Wai wang chatted with me thru fb saying, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I won't be coming to school tml as my nose is vey bad.. (all thanks to mahes's morning perfume)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bayeeeek pe, HAHA!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-8747884702430576847?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/8747884702430576847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=8747884702430576847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8747884702430576847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/8747884702430576847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-must-it-be-you-tmrw.html' title='Why must it be you, tmrw?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-5964527475937184473</id><published>2009-07-09T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T02:32:16.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid nenehh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ye la, when i'm in the mood to blog. It's either the comp or what is making some technical problems. Grr. Such a stupid comp. Seriously i cannot upload any photos to blogger, bayeek pe? Urgh. I'm done here. Err, see you facebook la deyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-5964527475937184473?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/5964527475937184473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=5964527475937184473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5964527475937184473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/5964527475937184473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-nenehh.html' title='stupid nenehh!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6188895887702901744</id><published>2009-07-06T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:30:05.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, comp's down .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SlHPotNypoI/AAAAAAAABZY/q8O3mN21svA/s1600-h/5117_1021016662355_1733360499_38083_6224659_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355289730159388290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SlHPotNypoI/AAAAAAAABZY/q8O3mN21svA/s320/5117_1021016662355_1733360499_38083_6224659_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still pissed off with Home's comp. Freaking sia, the Mio thingy went super crazy and we can't use net anymore. What the hell is that? And that too, the reason why i'm not updating my Blog/Fb and others. Well, i'm still gonna blog once everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i'm at Hougang. I guess, next week too. No, just spending spend lil time with Jums, why not. The guy, that always i love most. Haha, i hope things gonna be better. You know, he must be strong with all those stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6188895887702901744?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6188895887702901744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6188895887702901744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6188895887702901744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6188895887702901744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-long-comps-down.html' title='So long, comp&apos;s down .'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SlHPotNypoI/AAAAAAAABZY/q8O3mN21svA/s72-c/5117_1021016662355_1733360499_38083_6224659_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-6130938815973519557</id><published>2009-06-16T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:27:08.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha, welcome back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm missing for like days or weeks? Uh, i'm back with the lazy bacteria. That's it, i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; thinking about what to type now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I guess i'll just cut it short but it will be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjcqJiQmI0I/AAAAAAAABYg/Topf76hjGeg/s1600-h/1_110945758l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjcqJiQmI0I/AAAAAAAABYg/Topf76hjGeg/s320/1_110945758l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347789425829356354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, which is on the 10th June 2009, was Tajul Isfahan's Birthday. A biggy day for him, i suppose(?) And on that day was our Zoo'Nimals pit at PRP, at the same time we did celebrate his day too :D I was up by 9am when i was supposed to wake up at 10. I guess, i can't wait to give his present away and meeet him. Called him, and was busy bragging till 45mins later. We decided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to meet them earlier, so i bath-ed. After evrything, Nisaa called saying that they're in the taxi otw to PRP. Wait, they as in Badak and Nisaa ONLY. As usuall, i was few minutes late and kept Tajul waiting at the staircase. I guess we were the 2nd/3rd to reach there? The organizer, tak tau mane menghilang, GRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjcqXMKtzeI/AAAAAAAABYo/uxqWDtjgIVI/s1600-h/4641_1018758325898_1733360499_32970_6046887_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjcqXMKtzeI/AAAAAAAABYo/uxqWDtjgIVI/s400/4641_1018758325898_1733360499_32970_6046887_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347789660417281506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And thay day, i was told by himself that he has never got bashed up before, omg. Serious eh, jul? So, i guess Zoo'Nimals were the first to bash him up. Funneh sia. After Jul's turn, it was Katek' advance bash. I still remember, he was wearing yellow colour undies. HAHA! Mr Small-Sassy. We had fun, really. But the sickening part was that i need to reach home by 6pm(!?!!) What the Heck kan? Shit, i know. Even my biological father was laughing at me when he heard that. Maybe because if i were at Hougang i could go home pretty late and even get some bucks from Dad as he's an understanding person when it comes to Friends and such Outings. That day, mother was at home with bro cause of the sickness that attacked(!) us. Really bad sore eyes. Gosh, and my eyes were fully red in the nights. Lucky during the pit, it's a hot day. It means i get to pu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t on my shades on, and few people knew about my eyes thang. Mom's mood was abit shitty, really. I reached home at 6.05pm and she was making a big fuss, like as if i was hours late. Omg, come on la. Kay da, stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it. I swear, it'd be more fun if i were there with Tajul till night with the Zoo'Nimals. Still, it was still super duper fantastic! I had fun, i mean we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjctCqK8ylI/AAAAAAAABZQ/c2Bf_vwpsDs/s1600-h/DSC06121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjctCqK8ylI/AAAAAAAABZQ/c2Bf_vwpsDs/s320/DSC06121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347792606228957778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;During the weekends, i was over at Kuala Lumpur. I was on a 3days 2nights trip. Nah, just for fun. I tell you, this time we had this hotel which is so far from Petaling Street. Oh, evrytime we need to walk. It's a real distance, excuse me. That's was on the second freaking day, after dad came at night. I was wearing a tee with beach shorts. Yes, so slacking man. What's there for some Singaporeans to put on heavy make-ups, wearing branded stuffs and wearing some sexy clothes? I just don't seem to understand these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And on the second day itself, we went to KLCC to dig in some seats in the cinema. Wait, i was still wearing the same clothes when we went there. That place was the same as Vivo? Nahh, i mean the environment. First, it was so busy. Second, the shops there are selling branded stuffs. Thirdly, they're on a big sale. So cheap, damn it! Oh, that was my first time that i saw this group of young teens (malaysians, obviously) wearing some cool shirts, some sort of an Indie style. Understand? I was being followed la, ass. By them, this four guys. Woo, nehminds. I really had no time for them. I tell you, the first thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g they will look when your pass by was your figure. I mean, bottoms. That's so disgusting, Eeuw. Cut it! I watched 'Jangan Pandang Blakang Congkak', then whole audience were laughing like hell, including us. Thumbs-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The third day, at 1.30pm, we were on our bus. We bought the exclusive bus tickets as the other were fully booked. The first thing that bro said was, " eka, arwisy nak main game". Ade tv at the back of the front person's seat. So, we get to either watch movie or play games. By the time the bus started moving, bro was busy drooling. Within 6 hours, we reached here. Singapore, yes. The first thing on my mind was, "What is my Tajul doing out there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. Mother's working, best! Today, i have to go to hougang. Er, maybe taju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l will be sending(?) cause I'm meeting him later. Best best best, yeeeeeeeessa  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-6130938815973519557?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/6130938815973519557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=6130938815973519557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6130938815973519557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/6130938815973519557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-welcome-back.html' title='Haha, welcome back!'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SjcqJiQmI0I/AAAAAAAABYg/Topf76hjGeg/s72-c/1_110945758l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1648150699875789744.post-1541524570301746622</id><published>2009-06-04T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:09:53.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nything fun about ydy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Siec7HH6xyI/AAAAAAAABYY/U8vQ8i4VrQo/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Siec7HH6xyI/AAAAAAAABYY/U8vQ8i4VrQo/s320/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343412022236858146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Basically ydy(like i said earlier), we went out to dig some seats for movies after the MT oral. kakak called to ask my whereabouts and what time show kite nak watch the movie. so sad, tampines and century doesn't show the uninvited lagi. so otp, i decided to watch NIGHT AT THE MUSUEM. she went to century square to check out the timing, and it was at 3.05pm. by 2 she informed me that, and i was rushing siap-ing and while waiting for baby to fetch me and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we were in the cinema eating and laughing in the same row of 4. How pathetic was that? there's so many seats that were avaible and we were seated together. tak pasal, the food can still go down the row -_-' kite sume concentrate maha concentrate sia, HAHA! but i pity baby, cause he was too cold inside there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then camwhored at the last level of T-one as we couldn't go to the highest level, the roof terrace. It's not open yet, or..idk. up there, panas nak mampos but still we were up there. we behaved like as if it was our place, i mean the seat postions &amp;amp; the laugh. Yes, and i knew that kakak told her friend, Hanis, something. hush, kay diam. they followed me to meet mother at mrt, then tajul separated from us as he was going to his uncle house at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SiecyJuekeI/AAAAAAAABYQ/ueLNoOUiWBA/s1600-h/DSC05891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/SiecyJuekeI/AAAAAAAABYQ/ueLNoOUiWBA/s320/DSC05891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343411868316635618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;See the picture, cool right. i'm missing comics, and there you go. i've been uploading things from just now, checking out some cool sites. kay, and now my eyes are tired. that means, i'm shutting this thing down. will be playing games at my most favourite site, FACEBOOK later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN, SWEETHEARTS :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1648150699875789744-1541524570301746622?l=fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/feeds/1541524570301746622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1648150699875789744&amp;postID=1541524570301746622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1541524570301746622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1648150699875789744/posts/default/1541524570301746622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fakestory-dyinglove.blogspot.com/2009/06/nything-fun-about-ydy.html' title='Nything fun about ydy?'/><author><name>Eekv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aUDoAS-JzwE/TWnUpkBf6uI/AAAAAAAABu4/RkYevygOy8k/s220/IMG_0809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ULW5UJFDd5M/Siec7HH6xyI/AAAAAAAABYY/U8vQ8i4VrQo/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
