<?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-13163261</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:40:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-116230679493397113</id><published>2006-10-31T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:59:54.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.im nunu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love vam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam paahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-116230679493397113?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/116230679493397113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=116230679493397113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/116230679493397113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/116230679493397113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-116179803516972602</id><published>2006-10-26T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:40:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, its been a long while. im just slacking around. the highight is  music mania 3 tht i went to recently. didnt mosh in a long time i got hit in my balls nose and back. haha but it was all good.  you know who twohill was there too. ppl were like pulling him to mosh. my frens fren took his shirt off, asked him to autograph his nipple then kissed him. he's a faggot really paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well things havent really been going too well with the army ccoming around and all. and other problems too. well things have been rough. although i dunt want them too. its been going on for a long time now between me and her. on and off for god knows how long now. but i really love her. however deep inside we both know whats best for us but we're afraid. i just wanna tell you baby tht i really love you alot. mwah u mean alot to me. serioulsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slamat hari raya and deepavali to everyone. i hope you all have a good time and get loads of cash in ur pockets. hehe i miss all the frens i havent been meeting. i dunno why. i miss everyone. baby toooo. hugs for baby* anyhoo tmr ill be jamming with the fellas at town. ill be sponsored too! haha cos they got thier kachingaling frm hari raye. weeooooohoooo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a joolly good time everyone. and study hard. haha i think thts the first time ive said tht on my blog. im getting old . ok thts it for now. love you b. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-116179803516972602?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/116179803516972602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=116179803516972602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/116179803516972602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/116179803516972602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-guys-its-been-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-115879859760333130</id><published>2006-09-21T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T08:29:57.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think its time my boyfriend delete his blog.&lt;br /&gt;Almost all his links are super-outdated and he doesnt come here anymore i think.&lt;br /&gt;When he's online,he never bothers to log into blogspot.com to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB.&lt;br /&gt;agagagagagaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYAHMI,dont worry okay.im not goin to link you.&lt;br /&gt;ask vam to do it.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedumdeedum!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.`nunu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-115879859760333130?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/115879859760333130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=115879859760333130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115879859760333130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115879859760333130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-its-time-my-boyfriend-delete.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-115562799795192021</id><published>2006-08-15T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:46:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo everybody. sorry i didnt blog. i didnt have the mood too. past few weeks have been fun going out with the freakz and baby. i got a tournament this weekend. so ya im getting ready and all. i tried sisha for the first time too at sahara. hehehe. oh ya i pierced my ear also. the school thing isnt looking too good. now im thinking to myself whether its better if i just go ns. im not toosure. ive been talking alot abt it to baby. thank god i can talk to her. its such a sleepy day. haha i just feel like sleeping man. damn. been watching alot of fireworks recently. man the place was so fucking packed. its a wonder baby actualy found me. i was so happy i thought she'll never find me i just gave a biiggg hug. hahaha. weeell anyways im not so sure what im doing today im kinda bored. i dunno whether i can go out till i find my documents. im going to try for nafa. i registered online anyways. yeah hope things go well. my com crashed thts why i havent been blogging or i havent been coming online alot too. using my sis com now. hahaha. ok thats enough for today. ill blog later maybe. i love you baby! weeeee hardgay@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-115562799795192021?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/115562799795192021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=115562799795192021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115562799795192021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115562799795192021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/08/helo-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-115287010323636985</id><published>2006-07-14T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T17:41:43.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS MY BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;i so terribly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BABY?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-115287010323636985?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/115287010323636985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=115287010323636985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115287010323636985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115287010323636985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-my-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-115202536123608474</id><published>2006-07-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:02:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry dudes. i havent blogged in such a long time. lazy. and on top of that i didnt have the mood too. thats cos ive been going throught alot of shit. well lemme just number the major things that have happened so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i went for medical for ns.and i got pes A. thats like the most difficult training. which really sucks. ill be going through alot of shit. maybe even commando. so that sucks big time.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i went for interview with la salle and didnt get in. so im kinda fucked now. if i dont get a skool i'll have to go serve this lousy nation in abt 2 mths. so i dunno what im going to do. its chged into a uni sort of thing. skool is until saturdays now. its much more intensive and stict now. no nonsense. which is really such a drastic change. i definatly wont be able to cope with that for sure. i dont want to waste my fathers money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. nita told me about FIDS(first international design school)&lt;br /&gt;so i might try that. or maybe even try to squeeze into the 2nd sem of nafa. dunno la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HAPPY 16 MTHS BABYYYY I LOVE YOUUUU...hehehe i had a great time with her aravind and his girl on monday. i love my girl alot. she's the best and means the world to me. she had her o level oral just now. poor girlll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i seriously got no money.. i need to buy a new deck new shoes  new clothes new boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. im like fagging so much now. how the hell am i going to go NS. fitness like shit. pes A summore. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 BRASIL LOOOSEE LAAA SIIAALLLLLSSSSSSS.. FUUUCCCKKKKKK i feel like crying man. fuck la. play like shit sial they all. fuckers! nvm i still support them all the way. ENGLAND OUT LA SIAALLSSSSSS WAHAHAHAHAHAH best ah! fuck you SVEN. hahahahaha. PORTUGAL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so those were the major thingy's that have been happening so far. and ya thats all oh ya went fishing at punggol end that day. i was chillin with ali and dil and all. wak was hilarious crazy fucker. after that i tried to fish. fun dok! i caught a small fishy. then reeled it up and went i wanted to remove the hook the fish fell back into the sea. hahahaha nvm i caught my first fish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-115202536123608474?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/115202536123608474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=115202536123608474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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back into la salle. going in the morning to la salle to give em the form. today i went to skate for a while.. before that went to cmpb. they changed the date of my medical to the 20th. i dunno whats happening to me. sigh the time has come for god to teach me a lesson. im sorry god.&lt;br /&gt;         i love her alot. and for the past few weeeks i havent been nice. i dunno whats gotten into me. like seriously.. but part of me tells me her decision is for the better. i personally think its better too. its better to be like that. its been the wrong way for a long long while now. we've tried to amend it but i dunno sths wrong. it must be me. im just such an idiot. sometimes i dont do anything right. sigh. i love you b. i better get going now. ill go bathe and sleep and then ill have to meet her in the mornin. k bye all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-115048907989765318?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/115048907989765318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=115048907989765318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115048907989765318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/115048907989765318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-lifes-going-into-downward-spiral.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114986833654622508</id><published>2006-06-09T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:52:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my father has been a prick these past few days. he suddenly hates me. haha im his unhappiness in the house. well i dont want to write other stuff here. why would i want to broadcast my problems abt me and my father on the internet right? well fuck it. basically i got my medical letter for ns yest. sth went wrong with the deferrment. now i have to go back to la salle and get a letter which states that im still schooling. thats what im worried about. i definatly failed my skl. so fuck it.  i cant be botherd. tht idiot.... ah enough. i'll blog later. fucking pissed and bummed. i fucked my life up when it was all good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114986833654622508?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114986833654622508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114986833654622508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114986833654622508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114986833654622508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-father-has-been-prick-these-past.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114953087700136669</id><published>2006-06-06T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:21:11.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a few good days. spent alot of time with her just now. i love you baby! hehehe kekkke. sometimes it really is very fun going out with her. even if we fought in the mornig. but i love her alot. and for now ill say im very happy. oh yes im back in jugend. haha. its was a good saturday of sk8ing. tmr im gon go sk8 again after meeting baby. we went to punggol park today. it was so cool it was raining on the otherside of the lake but not our. then slowly tthe rain creepred across the lake and reached our side. you could actually see the rain reeping towards us. way cool. then after that a rainbow appeared just above the lake. it was beautiful. nature. one word to some up punggol park. hehehe tmr ill meet her after her skool then ill meet jugend and go for another session. i dont think i can go for sk8 thon man shit. and the sk8 game competition is on the 17th. bloody susu he's getting good. cocky fella. godammit. ill have to improve now and fast to catch up with him. dayum. :D hahaha anyways ill blog tmr. i love you baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114953087700136669?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114953087700136669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>its not that im confused. im not at all. i know the way i think. but it feels different. i know how difficult it is finally. how difficult the future will be if i carry on. i cant let it happen not for her nor me.i have changed and now i see thinggs at a different level. but people dont seem to like the way i am now. ive become worse. everyday there will be someone , anyone who'd be angry with me.  its not only her sometimes its my family too. i still love her alot. i cant deny that. she has one of the greatest places in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. im ruining my life. i dun wanna ruin hers at the same time. i love her. somethings are better left done with or alone. and somethings just need super intensive care. heck.  i dont know what to do anymore. ive been going with the flow for too long. but now i really dunno what to do. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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already Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am so ashamed of what I ever called my own&lt;br /&gt;Take what I have, take these broken remains&lt;br /&gt;What can I give You that You don't already deserve&lt;br /&gt;You laid down Your life when I refused to give mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As I Lay Dying - Behind Me Lies Another Fallen Soldier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114900984214084529?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114900984214084529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114900984214084529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114900984214084529'/><link rel='self' 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mom gave me some money. OH NO i forgot to buy her bread. nvm tmr morning i buy for her. i cant seem to do anything right. ppl ask me to do things i can never do. ill either forget or just be too damn lazy. my father also angry wimme cos im like not doin anything with my life. fuck la. haha he thinks im a bad friend. cos i always hang out till late although my fren got o level. he thinks im bad company or sth. cant blame him la im getting from bad to worse. i dunno what to do also. i better throw away the fan the planks and bu bread for my mom tmr man. i must be a good son. hahahaha. k sudah la sivam. i hope things go well tmr. my sk8 shoe also break already. i dont dare use my osiris shoes also. mizz 29 are fuckers. long story. k la k la bye giys. i love you nunu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114900772340197714?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114874186925880807</id><published>2006-05-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:57:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo. long time nv blog. fucking lazy la. well bbasically ive been skating with noor and all.. nothing much really.been meeting baby alot. haha love her. and errmm ya some reunion got canceled. its been normal la. very normal. im always tired i got no idea why. and my legs are bloody soar. and seriously im getting fatter man. shizzle. hahaha. slacker. kk ill blog some other time....boooyyaahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114874186925880807?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114803614293579805</id><published>2006-05-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T18:55:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itek cacat terbakar here.(burnt crippled duck lah fuckhead)&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend's gon be AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;A-W-A-Y.&lt;br /&gt;so dont bother dropping by cos he'll be away.&lt;br /&gt;his absofuckinlutely stupid ugly fugly cacat comp CRASHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SOoooooOooOOOooooO,&lt;br /&gt;please do not ask me where is he where is he cos' i find it toally very very very utterly totally superbly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;okay kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna let u know that he's away(=&lt;br /&gt;if you need me to pass him a message that you miss him or whatsoever,please do so.&lt;br /&gt;but if you're a girl please,to safe yourself from being MAKI-ed at,you better keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;no im kidding.okay no im not.&lt;br /&gt;okay actually,WHATEVER LA&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;nunu the crippled duck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114803614293579805?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114803614293579805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114803614293579805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114803614293579805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114803614293579805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/05/hellohello.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114715361763066602</id><published>2006-05-09T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T13:48:33.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIAL HABIS!!!!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ming kai's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;knee ligament tore man. poor fella. just like baby summore! aiyo my sis also kenah! but mk may have to go op! wah lau wow! see bai eh! nvm nvm good luck to all you cacat fellas. i will sit here and thank god for the good health he has gifted me with so far. k thats all for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BOOOYAH MUTHA FA'KA!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[colourful ah today?chey =) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114715361763066602?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114715361763066602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114715361763066602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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god you know this shldnt happen in my life. it isnt right. i am looking to you cos only you can help me god and i love you alot. please help me god. i hope it wont happen.i really dont think it is supposeed to but im not taking any chances. i wouldnt know what to do if it did god. really. it would be the end of me and her. pls god ill think next time. help me think of her too. im sorry i really really am. soo sorry god. pls save me and help me. please. please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114685271561385732?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114685271561385732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114685271561385732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ive been a bitch really. i dont know. i love her alot. she really is a lovely girl. shes special. one of the most loving girls out there. she may not show it. but somehow you'd know that she is soo soo in love with you. baby i still love you alot. i swear i do. i dont know why ive been the way i am honey. im sorry. sigh. thank you for finding me in 2004 honey. its really been so special all these times. i love you baby. 020305 mwah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114624714386647273?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114624714386647273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114624714386647273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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jerseys for the team was cocked up. and so was the tournament might as well have a bang bang in that small ass court with big ass goalposts. stupid tournament. ganesh aka jef came down. after that there were a few complications.  but in the end i went to jurong to stay over. haha after    alt of grumbling from my family of course. i think i shld stay home at night. but thats the best time to chil out with frens. and baby always wants to meet me in the afternoon. sigh. sometimes i really wanoder how my mom is doing alone at home. i wanna spend more time with her. =). anyway something to make my blog more interesting i got a hatetagger. i wonder if you're a girl or guy. haha i wana meet you and make frens with you and fuck your homeless ass for free. ahahaha see la now i shiok sendiri. just like somebody. somebody la you all know. haha righteeoo. my life is fucked. bram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114520328799707081</id><published>2006-04-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:01:28.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeaaiiiyeeaahh!!! im goonna blog abt one of the best weekeendss in ma life evaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;you see cos BLOODY SUNDAYYYY qualifiedd!! oooooooohhyeah!hahahahh sial la best sial play on  that surface and all. ishk. floorball court. all the same but soccer! goodness i hope its the same at ngee ann city. YES YOU HEARD ME NGEE ANN CITY WE'RE GOING BIG BABYYYY!! tha finals. damn its like pulau ubin qualifying for the world cup. dayum! shit hahaah bloody sunday were hot boy and ming kai did well props to my keeper. (p.s we only found out when we got there that there is no keeper, only last man) so none of us can go into the "D" and kai cant use his hands. but we prevailed. it was an emotional 4th match. we played 4 and won. by the way we played the nokia tournament the boys from brazil shit. yeahhhh. ooooooohhhweeee although i didnt score im so bloody pleased. i dribbled past 3 guys then gve it to aravind who magically double flicked it to jason and then as usual jason finished it off as cool as ever. what a goal what a goal. i hope god will still be with us on sat. i hope this is nothing thats like too good to be true. we got to really get familiar with each other play and all train for sat. kai got emotional when he got the yellow. you know the he ..erm ya. so i consoled him . i really wanted to play this tournament os he really got this team together he registered for us. all because he has always wanted to play at ngee ann city since sec 4 i think. im happy for the guy. cheers to bloody sunday and my babygirl for being there for me. mwah love you b. and thanks for cheering ming kai on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats the end of part one(saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART 2.&lt;br /&gt;i had to sadly leave b to meet ganesh. i thought it was sth urgent i went to town like a dick for him sial. nabei turban. then met sha. i met her before with ganesh the other time. well anyway headed down to jurong to catch jayshens jammin.  but we were late bt the time we reached they finished. then we went to west coast for dinner ganesh blajah me all the wayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the highlight  of the nigh was when we got into jayshens car me jayshen anand and ganesh. oh ya jayshens girl also, su. fuck sial he blasted sean pauls temerature, he opened the sun roof then he sped all the way man! the bass in the speakers were almost exploding. and it was like a party in the car. or more like a club! that fella went speedin at 140km/h sial! imagine with sean-a-paul singin dancehall and the bass beatin and the gush of cool wind comin into the car cos of the sunroof. from jurong to tanah merah only 5 mins. wtf! you know how fast that is anot. that fella was nuts ganesh was screamin his head off. jayshen played killswitch engage also fuckers we had a whole lot of fun man. wooooooh!! then stayed over his place ma granny was there with some irritating cousins ah. we slept and then i thought i was gon go tamp but i stayed on for ganesh he was gonna book in what so i chilled with him all the way ah. sunday was abit slack. but tht was on of the best saturdays i ever had fo' sho ma nigggaaaaaa!!!! ooooooooohyeah! k thats all tmr got exam bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114520328799707081?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114520328799707081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114520328799707081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114520328799707081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114520328799707081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeaaiiiyeeaahh-im-goonna-blog-abt-one.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114517088379652689</id><published>2006-04-16T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:01:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im lazy to blog at my blog so i'll blog at my boyfriend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;u dont wanna read then dig ur eyes out and throw it in the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2.57pm and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;MISTER SIVANANDAN KARUNANANDAN is still sleeeeeeeeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his girlfriend,miss nunu daughter of her father's name,&lt;br /&gt;is BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;im still bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jumps like a crazy dingdong,rolls like a buffalo,SCREAMS like a chimpanzee.AAKK AAAAK!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114517088379652689?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114517088379652689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114517088379652689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114517088379652689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114517088379652689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-lazy-to-blog-at-my-blog-so-ill-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114484676073831096</id><published>2006-04-12T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T20:59:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i met her yesterday. it was so much fun i felt like i didnt meet you for years im sorry ive been so busy baby. stupid skl. im gonna flunk anyway. im so happy i met you and spent nice time together i love you b. im at naz house AGAIN. hahaha this will be the last time cos i knowi wont be seeing him for a long time ganesh bdae was on tuesday. haha i called the fella and in the background was his sergeant shouting "KAFFIR! FALL IN AT 10 O'CLOCK" hahaha fucking funny and me and him were doing our retarded guys voices. haha phique and naz were like wonderin whats going on. haha awww phique it ok i was nv angry or anything your ma home girl man how can i. ahahaha naz will take core of the dicipline in our family. hahaha well anyway thats all i just wanna say i love my girl ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114484676073831096?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114484676073831096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114484676073831096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114484676073831096'/><link 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me. usually for the same reasons. and now i dont know if i can take this anymore or anylonger . i dont know whether i should end it all. cos its been 7 times already. if you dont change you're bound to do it again. cos for 13 mths you couldnt change not a single bit. it really saddens me. cos i really love you. and i know you love me. ill be by your side forever but for now im not too sure. i want you back. but its bound to happen. or maybe not. i just want you baby. i love you. i love you alot b. mwah 020305&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114446569621573875?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114446569621573875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hey holets go. today isss my and babys anniversaryyy yayyyy mwah mwah i lovee youu bbbb. haha whatever ut us DO NOT GO TO HER BLOG. ok since i said tht u probably got more of an urge to go there. baby put up my gayboy neoprints. haha well i didnt want to be a spoiler so i agreed to take neo prints. but tht day both of us didnt really look that good la haha. nvm. i still love her.i brought her to pizza hut manss. haha weoeoeoeoeoeo so happy siak. well anyways im kinda stressin at naz house with the projects. thta all for today. i love you b.mwah miss youuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114400302342916927?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114400302342916927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today i met baby and aravind. thts the bottomline and  she came over in the mornin. met him in the afternoon. and laughed our ass off back in my house until my bed suddenly broke. it bloody collapsed. which made us laugh more. we almost dies. bittersweet symphony.LOVE YOU BABY THANKS A BUNCH FOR THE ROCKING BLOGSKIN. MWAAAAHHH YOUR DA BEST B!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114373716555258563?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114373716555258563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114373716555258563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114373716555258563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114373716555258563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-i-met-baby-and-aravind.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114339955168210333</id><published>2006-03-27T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T02:59:11.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss yu baby. i was reading all the past letters you sent me. from the ones you sent me when we were just 19 days to 3 months and till like 1 yr. and i realised b how sweet you are. i realised you have loved me the same all the while truthfully. i love you soo much. and all the beautiful poems you wrote me. they really are very nice poems honey.   i miss you b. im sorry i cant meet you tmr. mwah. evey cloud has a silver lining honey. this rough phase will pass k? mwah boo loves you. the same way you do. mwah..im over at naz place the mat sleeping behind me hahahah. sigh so bolling leh. grr eh b i can do "o" redi wahahah so lame k weeee. oh ya went out with tutu and all yest. or the day b4 rather. had fun. spent the whole day with b. i loved it.  you know one of the things i really love? one of the things me and b experience together. as lame as it sounds its actually the bus rides we take. i love em. like when its a nice day well be so loving. but if im angry or she is we wont even tough each other sometimes. hhaha to that extent you know. so ya a busride does tell you sth. hahaha. weirdo sivam. klaklakla.   i miss my sec skl frens ah. aslany and all. haha my bestfriend ah he. since sec 1. its a pity we dont really talk tht much now. and how come we dont see each other coincidently although we live 3 blocks away. haha weeeooeeeooo alll of us gain weight redi. fattos.  of course la last time every recess and after skl play soccer what. haha and ill send baby home to the bus stop. or just chill with her. that was ages ago man. when we were just friends. ok la dah. nuff' for today babes. have a nice life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114339955168210333?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114339955168210333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114339955168210333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114339955168210333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114339955168210333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-yu-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114321674873773919</id><published>2006-03-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T00:16:11.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! 150th post</title><content type='html'>shit man im soo sick got a bloody throat infection and fever. im so happy i met babygirl although she was upset. mwah i love my girl. she really is the best. i love her alot. without her im nothing. you might get bored that i always talk abt her. but thts just the way it is. i love her sincerely every single day and even more as each day passes in fact. i dunno man she's just very special man. i loev her alot. thank yo baby for everything you really are tht violent angel above me. hahaha mwah. and what else? im not in jugend anymore. oh wow. the ppl whom i thought were my bros are being very very weird. so fuck em. im not in jugend. i dunno if i will ever sk8 because of this. so fuck it. i dunno. i never had a problem with them or anything. ahh fuck it. i just wanna love my baby all day and get well soon. cos im so feverish and tired. so bow down and fuck you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114321674873773919?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114321674873773919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114321674873773919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114321674873773919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114321674873773919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay-150th-post.html' title='yay! 150th post'/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114302901631032266</id><published>2006-03-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:03:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had mary's class and all and as per normal after her class everyone is emo. fuck her la. anyways so appy i met baby after skl like finally. i had fun with her today although i was tired at first hehe came over to my house we cooked together some super sandwich burger thingymajiggies. yumyum! heeeeeee =D so happy to meet her today. hehehe tmr i dunno whether arab can folow for baby's tournament thingy. i dunno ah ill call him later. luckily the doctor allowed her to play. othrwise i'd be worried ah. haha saw anita today whenever im with her ah i always laugh sial. we shifted table in the coffee shop cos t rained. i forgot to bring my bag back.then the aunty told us but she got up although it was my bag. haha she's so blur. me also la cos i was still like  "ah? what?" hahahaha how can i forget my bag man. sheesh forgetful. hehe sent baby home around 6pm. then i thought i could meet aravind but he had to meet his girl so nvm ah. k thats alllllll weeooeeoo im tired . i think i'll slp now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114302901631032266?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114302901631032266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114302901631032266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114302901631032266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114302901631032266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-had-marys-class-and-all-and-as.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114296276062538236</id><published>2006-03-22T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:39:20.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we did filming.brought deck to skl and all well blablabla. im not in the mood to blog now. im just blogging cos im thinking of her. how she always scolds me to blog and all. well ya. sigh. this sucks man. i mis you b. could of met you today but things went wrong and all. and im tired sial. fuck tmr got skl. luckily its for awhile only. cb i need money sial. needa get those ciggies. sigh i just wanna sleep with b. its so nice. like really thats one of my most favourite things in the world. sighsnessess. i hope somehow she calls naz or sth tmr.after 12pm to be exact. THANK YOU NAZ FOR ALWAYS LETTING ME USE YOUR PHONE. haha he gets irritated sometimes but oh well. tht fella doesnt read my blog also so he wont see this "thank-you" haha. yupyup. i hope i can meet you baby. mwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh slurrrpp . eeeeeeeeeee. okok bye guys try to find happiness in your life (while you can) muahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114296276062538236?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114296276062538236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114296276062538236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114296276062538236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114296276062538236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-we-did-filming.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114291498675266253</id><published>2006-03-21T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T12:23:06.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive not been too good lately girl. you to. im sorry for all the times i couldnt make it. im sorry for shouting..but im not the ony one. mwah i love you girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114291498675266253?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114291498675266253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114291498675266253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114291498675266253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114291498675266253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-not-been-too-good-lately-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114270310559184530</id><published>2006-03-19T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:31:45.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAAYYYY FREAAKKSSSS WONN!! wahooo. and i missed all my chances. but had fun la. didnt see the boys in quite awhile. and lucky grp work was canceled. well anyways. one the first few mins i had a chance but  i just missed. after that oour first goal was like i crossed it in and then aidil controled it and finished it off. cool shit. then aidil scored again by lobanging the keeper and defender. (dil if you read this i know you kembang redi) haha happy right. he was trying for his hat trick but didnt get it. noor scored  a header too after khai put in a perfect cross. hmm i think imran also scored. yan was constipating the whole while so his accuracy was totally off. he almost crapped his pants man. he's a classic idiot.  well we were playin with 9 guys and the opponent were like a full team but we were still leadin 3-0 . anyways the final score was 6-2. yeah our stupid mistakes la. im so glad baby came to watch the match. haha although i didnt play tht well hehe. thank you b i love you. weeeeeee. haha got to spend time with her and all. ate banquet with her and we were both so lethargic man. almost slept at banquet. haha then i sent my girl home. had to wait for 147 for like 30 mins. shizzle. tmr i got grp work. dayum. i better start now. k bye guyyssss. love you b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114228959687653019</id><published>2006-03-14T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T06:39:56.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yipeeekayay. sorry ah long time nv blog. lasalle fuck skl kept me busy ah. im at naz place stayed over yet again. i think its the 3rd or 4th time in a mth. we didnt sleep the whole night. i kept on laughing to myself. naz was like stoning all the way. went down for awhile to chill we both were like drug addicts laughing at dunno wad. hhaahahaa but tht was fun. anita came just now she left around 830. her com d interview is later on at skl. good luck to her. phique wwent back too but me and naz fetched her again at 5. she's slpin now. haha. fuck la i dun wanna go skl. work all nv do. nvm ill chao at 12. i really wanna see baby. i miss her alot. it would really make me feel better if i got to see her before the op. i seriously hope everything goes well. poor girl limping all the way. its 6:37 am now. skls just a few hours away. fuckkit. i hate la salle. anyways i cant wait to meet baby later. i seriously fucking hope no one is at home sial. otherwise i cant run out of the house with her cos she'll be limping away. hahaha. im really worried man. sigh. i love yu  baby. ill call you in a while. mwah love you b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114228959687653019?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114228959687653019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>my boyfriend,is such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;he takes FOREVER to blog.and only blogs whenever i ask him to.&lt;br /&gt;he shud just close down his blog right?&lt;br /&gt;YAH.&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BERGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!&lt;br /&gt;u bloody monkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114162978549422008?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114162978549422008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114162978549422008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tournament&lt;br /&gt;so happy baby's comin. its sad when frens have misunderstandins. but if theye really are friends. true friends. they'll just forget about it, look back and laugh. so ya. dun worry b. mwah i love you. i have to slp early. im worried abt tomoro. i got this slight stingin back pain . the one i had during panna ko. fucking terrible injury man. i hope the yoko helps. bloody sunday is gonna play on saturday and cause a bloodbath. I PRONOUNCE BLOOD AS BLERD SO WHAT! hahahahahaha.weee i cant wait for my baby. and the freaks and the bloodies. i love my baby. weeee 1 year man. haha still happy bout it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114139895341217486?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114139895341217486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114139895341217486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114139895341217486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114139895341217486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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day man. alot of stuff has happened within this year. so much i cant even remember all of em. i realised no matter how frustrated or angry i am with my girl , i'll always love her. no matter what. i wanna wish her happy anniversarry right now but i cant reach her. tht sucks. well ill just wish her here so tht she knows "happy anniversary darliinngg!!! i looveeee you hunnn!! mmwwaaahh! wee love you b"  haha. tmr im bringin her fer a movie. any movie of her choice. and if my class is extended i swear ill leave early.i cant wait. its been sooooooooooo long since we went out fer a movie. i loev to go to the movies with her. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's supporting me this sat! haha looking forward to it man. but surely i tell you she'll feel hot. she wants to go town after that. but 100% ill be bloody shagged. i tell you i wont be in the mood. i hope all goes well on sat. me muru teck kan and ming kai. bloody sunday. hahaha. weeeeeeee hais. i love my baby. fullstop. i love you alot honey. really do. i miss you so much. i thank god i found you b. mwah. looovee you happy 020306&lt;br /&gt;[Babygirl+Babyboy]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114123246688018561?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114123246688018561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114123246688018561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114123246688018561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114123246688018561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-my-baby-shes-sooo-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114121619611087937</id><published>2006-03-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:29:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my boyfriend is such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt know how to blog.suddenly became stupid i think.&lt;br /&gt;haha KIDDING LAH.&lt;em&gt;nyeeeehoooooo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is that?&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;he is playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;AND ME?&lt;br /&gt;stuck here in this bloody room with notes here and there,everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;and and and,tomorrow,is OUR big day&lt;br /&gt;big u noe.&lt;br /&gt;like THIS big.yah,BIG kan?&lt;br /&gt;yeaaahh man.&lt;br /&gt;BIG,HUGE,ENORMOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love love,&lt;br /&gt;NUNU TONCETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;skips around*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114121619611087937?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114121619611087937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114121619611087937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114121619611087937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114121619611087937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-boyfriend-is-such-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114052335754711520</id><published>2006-02-21T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:02:37.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOEVER,&lt;br /&gt;get a life.&lt;br /&gt;you bloooooooooddddddeh whore.&lt;br /&gt;or whatever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NUNU'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114052335754711520?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114052335754711520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114052335754711520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114052335754711520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114052335754711520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/whoever-get-life.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-114033359942240654</id><published>2006-02-19T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:19:59.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my BB cant blog cos' of some problems with his comp.so,HIS gf will blog for him&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,he went for a lil picnic @ East Coast with his gf surprising him with his favourite egg sandwich with cheese&amp;japanese chicken cutlets.SWEET RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt;whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MISSING MY BB*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lav,&lt;br /&gt;Nunu'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-114033359942240654?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/114033359942240654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=114033359942240654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114033359942240654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/114033359942240654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-bb-cant-blog-cos-of-some-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113977187205868327</id><published>2006-02-13T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T03:17:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want my baby! i want my baby! bbbbbbbbbbbbbb  i miss youuu =(. she la go beach and then never call me the whole day.. hmph. sorry i couldnt go out and get the card baby. i will do it tmr. hehehe. valentines coming. sigh i got skl. i love you baby. haha i just cant stop thinking of her! really! she's everything to me. im so greatful she came back to me. she knows it. i know she loves me alot. siiiiighhhh skool sukxssckzxsxzz! haha. baby if you are reading this, I LOVE AND MISS YOU SOOOO MUCH. haha gayboy. k bye kiddos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113977187205868327?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113977187205868327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113977187205868327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113977187205868327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113977187205868327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-want-my-baby-i-want-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113967797237640316</id><published>2006-02-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:12:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. urmmm a read my girls blog for updates. hahahahh weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. went thaipusam. saw alot of old frens. saw vicks also. sigh. ill blog another day about thaipusam la. just tht i miss my baby. and my skl life sucks. and i need an assprin. haha. and baby wont let me watch the game. hahahah. mwah i love you babygirl. alooOoott&lt;br /&gt;haa mwaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113967797237640316?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113947216383127779</id><published>2006-02-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:02:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know where this is gonna go. sighhh.my babygirl. she is such a nice girl on the inside. i know it. this is her decision. cos all i want is for her to come back. whatever it is..i hope people understand she's going through a tough time. and she's putting up a tough front most of the time. so please understand tht its difficult for her. for the both of us. i told her to take her time. i want her to come back to me. but being the bastard tht i am i woke up at 3 pm. i wanted to meet her so badly. im such an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby. i love you. i really do. come back to me girl. i need you... mwah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113938169967663208</id><published>2006-02-08T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T14:54:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met her yesterday..it was the bes thing so far. they way we kissed and hugged. i felt like she was still mine. like there wasnt a doubt. but now...sigh..i cant say anything. i really want her to know&lt;br /&gt;i love her alot. i know she loves me too. but she keeps saying tht she loves me like how she loves everyone else. it really hurts me. i cant take her as a friend. im her boy. and she's my girl it can never be different. i cant take it. i love her so much.... she doesnt want to show me anymoree..sighh i love you b. take your time..think of all we did together. think of how we grew up. think of all the sacrfices we made and all those lovely times together. all the times we laughed. all the times...sigh.  you know we've got nothing to prove. take my hand again babygirl. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113938169967663208?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113938169967663208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113938169967663208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113938169967663208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113938169967663208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-met-her-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113924364721650618</id><published>2006-02-07T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:57:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant leave her. i need her so badly. she was my everything. she still is . my baby girl. we like grew up together. i love her so much. i did so many things before to keep us this way. i cant just let her go. thts never gonna happen. i love you baby. i love you as my girl. not as a best friend. i cant take it that way. i wont see myself tht way. and everytime i think about the memories...amk park..punggol park..compass point..habourfront...sigh the way i used to pick you up frm skl. the times you came to dhoby... the movies i brought you to.. the waves...our rock...the way we took care of cha cha and matin together...all the people we've met along the way. sigh. i just want you back by my side. just like in the bus where you'd lie on ma shoulder and ill watch you sleep. i love you baby. i always will. til my heart stops beatin and even after tht remember. mwah i love you honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113924364721650618?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113924364721650618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113924364721650618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113924364721650618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113924364721650618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-cant-leave-her.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113922668103512088</id><published>2006-02-06T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:51:21.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i knew sth bad was gonna happen. i could feel it. but what happened just now really made things worse. i love you baby. i told you this would happen. i know you still love me. but i cant..i dont think i can move on. you mean everything to me. you are my life honey. i think of you everynight. how can i move on. i was just tellin myself in the bus how much i love my girl.  i love her so much. i always write in my blog. no matter how much we fight sometimes i know we always will kiss and make up. but i duno why we couldnt just spend time with each other for these past few weeks. we kept on going out with the kutu fam. and i didnt wanna disturb her with lulu. she doesnt like me to do so either. i understand. but everytime i wanna talk to you when its time to go home you say you cant. you say you havve to go off for some reason. so i thought ok today we can have a nice lunch and go watch waves. but because i asked you to come along to buy stuff for my srt you got angry. then when i told my frens its not fair to me cos they told me last minute they said its ok i can meet you. when i asked whether you wanna meet you said no. you started shouting at me. you know what you said in tht sms. it really shocked and hurt me baby. its like now you get even more anger in you than before. but i always see you so happy with others. treating them so nicely. and in the end you shout at me. although you love me so much you still do it. i never ever cheated on you. i never lied to you. i always thought about you. i always wanted whats best for you. i even skipped a few classes so you wouldnt be left alone. i love you sooo much baby.. but i hope you'll come back to me. and never go away again. i cant take it baby. i need you.    without you i dunno what life is. love you b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113922668103512088?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113922668103512088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113922668103512088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113922668103512088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113922668103512088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-knew-sth-bad-was-gonna-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113907593275940250</id><published>2006-02-05T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:58:52.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emosucks</title><content type='html'>seriously i no mood to blog. fucking tired.basically what happend was i lost my hp. then i couldnt get baby. i went arnd town to find for er. found my homies along the way. i was so emo tht i couldnt find her i just went home. i was so sad. fuck that. i chk my cht log for tutu's number. when i just got it b called my phone. then ya im usin moms phone now. met b and the familia at chingay. it was ok la. jeff hariz apit choon all workin there. yup .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ah... alot of nonsense ah. today suposed to go skl but woke up late. actually i woke up at 7 but seriously i couldnt get up. i was glued to the bed. my body was telling me "slp you bastard you havent been getting enough rest" . yup. so i listened ah. i dun wanna mess with my body. k tht sounds nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sk8 in the end. i injured my back slightly. and the fucking deck hit the exact place on my already swollen shin. my shins already swollen cos the bastard whacked my leg during the match remember? ya la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging cos of baby. we talked to each other. i just wanted her to knw a few things. im a diff person now i think. ppl may not know it but ya. i love you baby. you mean everything to me. you know what i said. you heard alot abt how i still feel abt you after so long. happy anniversary girl. 11 mths already almost a year. i love you loads i really do. sigh. sometimes im so emo. its like im a dif person in real life, on my blog, and in msn. im a creep. im a weirdo. well i wanna spend more time with you baby. like i said. a nice lunch a good movie a wlk on the beach runnin arnd havin fun. haha bitin your cheeks. 020305. ill never ever ever forget you honey. even &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; one day we do part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. k im a gayboy.weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee yay tashy tag my blog haaha . no one tag my blog. sad you know. haha but i found out quite a few fellas read my blog once in a while. like anita. she read my blog. i wrote abt sk8ing ah. then she toold me she dreamt the she phique and baby watch me sk8. and i was topless. oOOooOhh sexy wahahahhaah! k anita's gonna kill me if she reads this. haha tht girl always laughs hha  miss her. k bye la bye. emosucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113907593275940250?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113907593275940250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113907593275940250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113907593275940250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113907593275940250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/02/emosucks.html' title='emosucks'/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113871660567336121</id><published>2006-01-31T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:10:05.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeeaaaa muunnn</title><content type='html'>yes im back. freaks won tht team 6-3. im so proud of us. i thought we won them the last time cos of the atrocious field. (we won 2-1) but this time arnd on a perfect pitch at st wilfred we won them 6-3. the average age of the freaks is 17. and thier team is like 19. club players too. haha we all only payar lebar punggol. well anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed over at jurong with ganesh. haha alot of scary memories. chilled with his brothers. they sort of had a few probs. they talked it off. got to know barack better. found out tht he knows who imran is just that they havent really talked. yup spent the night over there. left this mornin to meet baby. haha ganesh was telling me stuff and all thts why i was late to meet baby. thank god she didnt kill me in the end. met the bycrew it was kinda borin after a while cos we were just slackin after a while. then we walked around... went to the skate park. but i feel so fucked now. like i dunno. sighhhh damn. tmr i got skl. i hope tmr is a better day. i wanna skip thursday man. shit la cock and 3/4 of a jabroni bhangla. k bye fuckfaces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113871660567336121?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113871660567336121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113871660567336121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113871660567336121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113871660567336121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeeaaaa-muunnn_31.html' title='yeeaaaa muunnn'/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113855121359314545</id><published>2006-01-29T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:13:33.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry la dolly nv blog for some time. read my girls blog cos ive been hangin wiith her all the main parts in her blog. todae was the sickest day in my sk8ing life. i landed 2 new tricks in one day. solid la. i landed kickflip closing eyes (literally) noseslide and 50-50 yeaahhoooo! and kick from launch and created my own trick. hahaha mwahlove me baby! i love her alot. she means alot to me.  i love it when she listens to me talk abt sk8in although she doesnt really like it. hehe my cute girl. i love you baby. alot. i cant wait to meet her again,. ganesh called me sure got alot of stories frm him. tmr freaks match and all so ya. after tht ill mett him i guess. ill keep u guys update. I LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113855121359314545?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113855121359314545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113855121359314545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113855121359314545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113855121359314545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry-la-dolly-nv-blog-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113802818375004834</id><published>2006-01-23T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:56:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby's back! hhehehe so happy.  but theennn when she came back and sms me i was busy doing work then i only saw the msgs only 30 mins later. by then my poor girl must of been so sleepy she dozed off. nvm ill make sure i sms her first thing in tha mornin. cos she has to go ta skl tmr maaayynn. ok thts all got alot of paintin to do . nth much happened today but im totally stoked babys back =&lt;br /&gt;=D. byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113795796273443995</id><published>2006-01-23T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T03:26:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still miss baby. so happy she sms-ed me in the morn. just when i woke up i heard the phone beep.awww hahaha.she's having so much fun! goodness i would never of imagined her going parasailing andall ma. and bloody banana boat. goodnes! parasailing you know! shit ive always wanted to try that! haha still worried about my watch. she said its still fine and good. i hope i get to see my watch again. i cant wait to see her. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder whether the one week thing is still on. i hope it isnt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hehe miss you b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh ya and about the match there was a few quarreling and all. and it was with me of all people. wah lau. they say i play rough. 3 you know.but i nv show face ah . of course man it was always accidently after awhile got this guy wanting to come after my leg. all elder sial. tamileh hahah. aidil played damn well we all played well la.  i wasnt too satisfied with myself. i wanna be a better player man. well anyways the final score was 5-5. aidil scoring the equaliser in the final minute. haha i treated him for being the man of the match. my boots broke man. when will i get a long lasting good quality pair of boots. kwang3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;weeellll i dunno wht im doing. i got no discipline. i shld go slp now.buy fellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113795796273443995?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113795796273443995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113795796273443995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113795796273443995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113795796273443995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-still-miss-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113786573217005463</id><published>2006-01-22T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:48:52.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was so glad to meet you yesterday. we didnt mention anything about the day before. its ok i wrote almost everything i have to say in the letter i gave you. you made me so happy. you really cheered me up and touched me. i love you baby. forgot to bring the sweater so i lent you my watch. now i am super duper duper duper worried tt sth will happen&lt;br /&gt;you know right how malaysia is. bloody anything can happen.esp if you're sporean. i wonder how she's doing. i hope she's fine and having fun. she must of reached penang. im so happy she sms-ed me yest. she told me my watch was fine. but now im worried again. mwah i miss you baby. im keeping your bracelet carefully. i miss you alot. cant wait to meet you again. damn..been listnin to our songs lately. made me miss you more. i went for my sis graduation...it was nice. i finally wore tht blazer. but the trousers was baggy. haha. and i had no leather shoes so i wore my slip ons. hahahha i wanna pierce my ear. scared ah family and all. im so worried about my watch. my sis bdae prezzie to me. i lost the mp3 summore. i dun wanna lose this. she will hate me. she wont talk to me man&lt;br /&gt;i love that watch. but i know baby can take care of it. i hope she listened to me and never took off the watch.. i went to evgrave and change the size of the ring. it turned out very nice. i cant wait to slip it on her lovely fingers. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sk8 just now... i suck..it was ok ah.. but damn. supposed to go yp tmr. but i hafta help frewain with the soccer match tmr. its team mofo freaks and 534 combined.... so it will be complicated. against naga's team. surely all makkal one. i think sure got fight la. nvm . ill try to make peace.. well... thts all for today i guess. im tired.. i miss her. i hope you're havin fun baby..sigh&lt;br /&gt;love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113786573217005463?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113786573217005463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113786573217005463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113786573217005463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113786573217005463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-was-so-glad-to-meet-you-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113768366689128464</id><published>2006-01-19T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:14:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a sad day. it really was. i dont know. i love you girl. i swear  do. i really wanna forget today. i dunno myself anymore.sigh.im sorry baby. i dont know for what but i am. i wont talk abt it here k? i love you. i bought the ring baby. it really means alot now honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt meet you today.im gon meet you tmr.................why cant everyone have the same color and religion. then i wont be made fun of,  i'd be treated equally by people and then i could be with her til the end without a doubt...life is so compliacted it sucks. i hate myself..... i hope things get better..ill just stop talking about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for payar lebar trials today. didnt go too badly. i got scolded like 3 times. but the head coach called me during the break and said tht i was good but i had better think abt whether i shud continue so i wouldnt screw thier plans up..ya..but still in the bus and on the field everywhere i went and anything i did i was still thinking of you baby. sigh .  i love you b..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113768366689128464?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113759355120313930</id><published>2006-01-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:12:31.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss her still. although i just saw her just now. i was waiting for today so badly.but my darling was tired so ya...i picked her up from skl then went town. i knew we werent gonna get the malay book. i just had that feeling. baby i love you. since we werent coming over to our house i didnt know what to do.i didnt know how i was gon' suprise her with the ring now. she sudd didnt want to . but then i tried to get her to sit with me somewhere but it was raining  fucking heavily. we sat down but at  a super crowded place. so i thought nvm i can try to pull it off tmr. but she has that nyp open house. and fri she's leavin to kl. then i found out abt the pariah. its not tht im scaerd she'll leave me. its tht pariah. he's trying to be funny. sigh so ya we had fought. i dunno. im always feeling sad. i was so happy to see baby..but..sigh. she was tired. poor girl could see. well since i had to go back to the shp for engraving i HAD to give it to her today. so i stopped at the bus stop with her. i wanna get down also she said no you're so tired boo get  down at the other one" then the last resort i just said i have sth to give you. so we got down. then i gave it to her. i said sorry if i made her angry today and for not making this all romantic and all cos given the odds i had no chance to. god. i dont like today. i'm just happy i saw baby. i love her alot. but im not gonna see her for 5 more days. at least she'll be havin fun shoppin. ill be stuck here with my stupid life..missing her. &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.sigh..................... i guess i really AM emo now. i need to spend more time with her. i need her. ah f la. love you baby. hope you liked the ring honey. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113759355120313930?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113759355120313930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113759355120313930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113759355120313930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113759355120313930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-miss-her-still.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113743250497500295</id><published>2006-01-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T01:28:24.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i misss herrr. bloody idiot she's having so much fun. see la! her blog also nv mention abt me anymore. haha.its beeen so long since i saw her. im really trying to forget about tht 20-yr old pariah rapper. siggghh. i hope i do much better in sch than last sem. im so scared. i wanna do sth. i wanna show ppl i can. if i fail, i'll go ns. then ayang how? what willl she do. i know she'll still love me. ill make sure every weekend when i come back ill take her out at night for dinner.. i'll miss her so much if i go ns. alot of fellas say girls l eave thier guys half way cos  they get bored. and new guys come along. bastards who take advantage of the opportunity cos thier guy's gone. i so hope tht doesn't happen. okok stop vam thinkin too much. i cant wait to see her on wednesday. its been so long. today william asked me whether i was bored of my girl. i said no. i'll never be. i love her so much. sigh. love you b. wednesday faster come ah siak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113743250497500295?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113743250497500295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113743250497500295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113743250497500295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113743250497500295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-misss-herrr.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113734441758104487</id><published>2006-01-16T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T02:18:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my babygirl. i dunno what to say. i've disappointed the person tht means the most to me. im tired. im confused. i wanna hit someone. who will back me up. even she said im alone. nvm tht. i dont want to fight&lt;br /&gt;i want to rest.i want to be calm. i realised i really &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; changed. im not spiritually strong as i used to be. what happened? baby made me such a strong person..she really did. cos i love her i have become more brave and confident than before. i dont know.. emo scheemo. who cares. im just me. a normal person. a norman. sorry b. i need you.i love you. i really do. you're all i need yang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113734441758104487?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113734441758104487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i hate my stupid fucking life. i hate giving fake smiles every single fucking day. i hate school. i hate you. and the only thing tht can make me really smile im not too sure about either. what the fuck. im a fucking dog. all this while. motherfuck. im being pushed around like a fuck. i hate this. shit. i used to think ppl hu hurt themselves were stupid. now i know why they do so. burnin my flesh with a ciggie and realising i could tolerate it while my skin got burnt and all was actually satisfying. i hate this fucking shit. i want my life to be better. i want to discipline myself. i want to make all the right choices. liars and fakes i hate you.  ignorant fuck. i have feelings. i fucking have feelings. i need some emo. fuck you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113725955520609726?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113715750962798740</id><published>2006-01-13T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T21:05:09.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was a time when there used to be so much love. there still is now. even more. but it doesnt seem to show. i dont need you... wow tht hurt.  and saying bye and just going off without me replying. what the.    why am i here in this position.   fuck me. im gonna get hurt very soon. i know. ill just hope it changes. but for how long have i been saying this? fuck it. i know i the one whos gonna get hurt.  i love her i really do. i think i really say alot of stupid things. cos i always make her angry. im sorry. im an idiot im the stupidass culprit. shit. sorry yang i love you. i love you alot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113709073465526182</id><published>2006-01-13T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T02:32:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beilieve it or not today skool &lt;em&gt;wasn't bad.&lt;/em&gt;hahaha phique was so funny. she and her funny facial expressions. hahaha stupid art history lecturer.wasted today she never put up any jokes. i took a cab to skool. no not from hougang. i like an idiot standing in one &lt;strong&gt;cold and wet &lt;/strong&gt;spot you know. bloody hell. lucky nabil persuaded me to come. cos in the end my lecturer was also late. my very &lt;em&gt;stylish&lt;/em&gt; lecturer jean of course. haha. so weird. we usually laugh alot in jeans class but we did in history class of all places. i taught some fellas the stupid objects game. haha they're like having so much fun.bleark.&lt;br /&gt; went to sk8 yesterday. sk8 like poser after so long fakie or kick oso cannot land waahahahah. susu's friend is now called ice man. fierce seh the name. haha. fuck ah slenge bengap. okay just did the last of 4 faces. its not that hard actually i could finish it in like 3 hrs. but i chose to do it a face a day. whatever la homie womie. bye bye smile bitch smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113709073465526182?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113709073465526182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113709073465526182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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remember i nv wish him! FUCK. shit laaa. sigh. well anyway my darlings ya we threw egggs here and there this guy wanted to fight with me. but didnt in the end.. erm we went jammin at serangoon. and we sucked.  hmmm summore what ah . my guitar still with dil.. dayum baby's sick man. i hope she gets well soon. i miss her. mwah mwah for my girl. went to play soccer just now. i met up with darren lau mig chuan robin. it feels like we just met each other yesterday. we still act the same around each other. nothings changed. thats lovely. haha. and arab still owes me 20 bucks. phique called me a bhangla tht day. i dunno  why i looked like a bhangla. and the class keeps on coming up with racist jokes. it sucks. i wish i could scold them. but this is the oh so great la salle. which i hate. but i know they're joking. so its still tolerable. pls fs2j stop the racist jokes.  haha like they ever will. weeeeeeeeeee life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113691108887069734?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113691108887069734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113691108887069734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113691108887069734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113691108887069734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry-ah-babes.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113655862954196270</id><published>2006-01-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:43:49.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay got jeans back&lt;br /&gt;shld make it shorter&lt;br /&gt;fuck la. salleh talked to us. now imscared of school.&lt;br /&gt;i love baby. my baby, my baby baby baby, my lovely little baby (sung to the tune of my hump) haha she met me at dhoby after skl.poor girl waited one hour. I LOVE YOU BABY. haha bloody girl was irritating me by calling me by my name&lt;br /&gt;cos i hate it when she does. im so used to her calling me boo or ayang or baby. hahaha weeeeeeee cock la you go do work la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113655862954196270?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113655862954196270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113655862954196270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113655862954196270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113655862954196270'/><link rel='alternate' 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its my life. no ones else's. so i shldnt care bout others. is that what life really is about? whatever la. things are really fucked now. religion, race.&lt;br /&gt;its a very touchy subject. people in school come up with racist jokes. well yeah its all for the fun of it right? well laugh it up motherfucker. they dont understand. if this was secondary school someone would of been hit by now. this place is full of shit. i dont know. i dont know about friends. i always thought of my girlfriend. she means everything to me. sometimes i cant ask her to be there for me. i have to be there for her more actually. and i will cos i love her. but loving me is easy. but staying with me by my side thru shit and darkness is another thing. i dont know i dont know. im seriously becoming emo. like EMO. fuck. i think i'll go by this sem being a quiet boy. i'll try to laugh here and there and crack jokes. but ive been lying to myself. i think ive only had only one fun day in my whole la salle life. the rest is all, "yeah im having fun, im happy.....ok  NOT.". well thats life. thats sivam for you. the fucked up ceylonese hindu boy with no morals and no motivation whatsoever. so booyah motherfucker and have a nice fake life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113630144559139749?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113630144559139749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113630144559139749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113630144559139749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113630144559139749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-havent-blogged-in-long.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113612316733632743</id><published>2006-01-01T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:46:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS MY PRETTY BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;tha'girly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113612316733632743?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113587608029959548</id><published>2005-12-30T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:08:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to sentosa today. i like the beach. cos its a place where we can relax. the sandy beaches the cool cool water. and just chilling. its nice. but sometimes it gets really hot. we played some good beach soccer. hahaah then it started raining man. i can swim abit only. dunno how siak NS. haha i hate NS. anyway ya there was this fella who was drowning, and the lifeguard rushed out with his huge yellow raft thingy and rode it to the drowning bastard. he was ok la. haha. i hope i didnt get to  dark . i wanna buy a beanie. my grandma was having a fever  i was constantly worried. kept on calling to check on her. my mom aws kind enuff to stop work and head home. i love her. my baby i missed her too. mwah i love her sooo much love ma baby. im tired now guys cos we went to telok blangah ( terok bhangla!) to play soccer. plus the whole day at sentosa. mind you i got free drinks cos ma frend works at coffee bean. oh ya and i got caught for not tapping my card at hougang station. haha long story la thts all yo need to know. bye gnite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113587608029959548?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113587608029959548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113587608029959548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113587608029959548'/><link 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to submit the stuff they didnt. and i didnt do a hell of alto. and only now i know. fuck la. i hate sch. it sucks. i wanna go to new zealand for holiday. i wanna hibernate with my girl or something man. fuck sial. i miss her alot. im sorry for making you wait for my call baby. i love you sooo much. she's the best. and why does race matter. my girl is malay deal with it. im black deal with it. fuck all of you la . cheebai stupid sch&lt;br /&gt; i love the work but i hate the school. FUCK IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113561161669370258?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113561161669370258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113561161669370258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113561161669370258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113561161669370258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-frekas-thrashed-other-team-i.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113535423251959818</id><published>2005-12-24T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:10:32.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was quite a random entry. what to do i was feeling emo. very emo indeed. i lover her fullstop. i bought a new guitar. but i realised sth and now i think my guitar isnt so great anymore. well at least i have one right. yabadabadoo. my baby my baby.i miss her ah. but im hungry. andman u won . yay. hah this is a random entry as well. ive been sneezing like fuck sial&lt;br /&gt;until just now my voice was bloody all over the place. its better now after buying lozenges la. i actually liked tht voice just now haha. i miss devin. tht cute nephew of mine. his bdae is 1st jan. so its cool im seeing him soon. im miss spike and julie my uncles pet dogs. haha sigh i havent sk8 in like 3 weeks. no wonder i always suck. cos i nv sk8 consistently. weeehooo. bloody hell the mac donalds taking so long&lt;br /&gt;im so hungy. i ordered mc spicy. plus extra fries. yeeaiiiyeyeaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113535423251959818?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113535423251959818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113535423251959818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;she needs to remember what i went through&lt;br /&gt;but her temper flairs she may mostly have a way&lt;br /&gt;the boy just sticks the boy will always stay.&lt;br /&gt;for he know its all worth it he knows theres a way&lt;br /&gt;a girl with a complicated heart&lt;br /&gt;a boy who tries to get that heart.&lt;br /&gt;again and again he may try&lt;br /&gt;the girl may let go the boy may die&lt;br /&gt;but the girls wont let him. that he knows.&lt;br /&gt;the girl loves him. she will show.&lt;br /&gt;they will be happy just like always.&lt;br /&gt;they will be happy like those days.&lt;br /&gt;the boy will try and make her day.&lt;br /&gt;the boy will try to make her stay.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the girl stays till the end of our days.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this love is never over.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we die like demolition lovers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113526087295072801</id><published>2005-12-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:14:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tha'girly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing this cos' miss &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so terromuchos.    &lt;em&gt;why why why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me,ask the heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you?where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No messages,no calls.&lt;br /&gt;no signs of ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;that dimply boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me where is he.&lt;br /&gt;somebody,bring me to him.&lt;br /&gt;put me into his arms,&lt;br /&gt;and let me feel the warmth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x o x o,&lt;br /&gt;Tha'Girly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113526087295072801?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113526087295072801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113526087295072801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113526087295072801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113526087295072801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/thagirly-doing-this-cos-miss-him-so.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113463527657195670</id><published>2005-12-15T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:27:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thon yesterday aws fun&lt;br /&gt;but im in no mood to talk about anything funy or happy&lt;br /&gt;life's fucked up. i dunno whats going on. no matter how hard i try to make her happy. sigh. thank you baby. for everything and nothing at all. i miss you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113463527657195670?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113440829384689423</id><published>2005-12-13T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:24:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boys dont cry. or do they?&lt;br /&gt;boys dump girls. or do they?&lt;br /&gt;boys dont care. or do they?&lt;br /&gt;fuck this boy.&lt;br /&gt;this useless bastardized boy.&lt;br /&gt;fuck him. right?&lt;br /&gt;fuck ah&lt;br /&gt;piece of trash. kick him around&lt;br /&gt;no one cares. its of no use. lets have fun and kick it arnd&lt;br /&gt;cos we like it. fuck this boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113440829384689423?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113440581385246903</id><published>2005-12-13T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T00:43:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she doesnt like me..shes so angry cos  i talked to someone. she knows someone is my frend. so nvm i decide to listen to her and not talk to someone anymore. now she doesnt wanna talk to me. i love her alot. she doesnt realise it. and she gets angry and starts  being rude. but its ok i understand when someone gets angry they say things they dont mean to. i love her. i do. i dunno why my life is like this sometimes. everyone just starts to hate me one by one. everyone is shit. you help someone, you back someone up and they dont give me anything in return. so many ppl have done it to me. and i just wonder why. im not the person who fights or finds fault. i just live my life and keep shit to myself. sigh. i want her to knw how much i care.  i want her to know how it feels to be me. enough for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113440581385246903?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113440581385246903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113440581385246903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113440581385246903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113440581385246903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/she-doesnt-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113432134000524139</id><published>2005-12-12T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:15:40.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah we won! we actually wo. 2-1. thanks to the mud pool field. faizad all played siak. but we still won la. i was kinda shocked man. but those fellas are realy good la actually. i didnt really play well but at least i ran back to defend alot. anyways... my sis brought me to spizza at sgoon gardens, ooooo sedap nye. hhehehehe i miss baby i cant wait to see her tmr, ahem ahem baby, weeee hehehe. mwah love you girl, good luck man u! haha. and oh ya my sec sch best fren dinesh is in spore!yeah they asked me to play pool tmr but i wanted to meet baby so i said no ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113432134000524139?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113432134000524139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113432134000524139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113432134000524139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113432134000524139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/woah-we-won-we-actually-wo.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113423057227797188</id><published>2005-12-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T00:06:52.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sial la soo long nv blog. anyway baby's nice to me now...haha. why so big... okok anywayss i bought some gnarly clothes man. im soo happy. luckily baby followed me. and kanina you know the river taxi rides thingy at clarke quay?well ya me and baby were hugging there when this boat of jap girl fuckhead cheered for us. they were like "woOoOOOO" kanina. when they came back they did it again. well anyways &lt;strong&gt;FREAKS&lt;/strong&gt; got match tomoro! yipeee! so happy. i hope i play wel to show them although i dun play for club like them i can be good. yeeaaiiyeeaa. blardy hell my father found out bout my results. i fuckin failed. fuckin shit. i knew i was going to all the way. anyways he shouted at me while i was playin pool so i had to go home. my money all going i need money. so ya i talked to him told him i was finding it hard and all. he didnt shout man. cool. anyways i got to find my stuff for tomoro. gotta mett dilly at 7:20 am. fuggin hell early ahk. k la i love you babygirl! yeeaiiyyeeaaa thanks fer shoppin with me! hahahahahaha yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113423057227797188?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113423057227797188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113423057227797188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113423057227797188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113423057227797188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/sial-la-soo-long-nv-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113362298209315729</id><published>2005-12-03T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:16:22.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she wants to have time alone for a week. yup. ..not the best birthday present but it has to happen. darling wanted it for some time i know.. i could see. im gonna miss her. i hope she still love me man. cos seriously, i wont have anyone else. you all know how much i need her. all my emo blog entries. i love her. all she had to say was " boo..."&lt;br /&gt;and i knew it was coming... she said she'll miss me. i hope she really will. i hope she wont forget the guy she fell for... but i said its up to her.i love her. if it wasnt for her i wont even have a blog. i wont fuckin have happiness and satisfaction.. my sister was a bitch just now. but i still love her. she always has days like this. fuck la&lt;br /&gt;she brought my cousin in frnt of me and baby in purpose&lt;br /&gt;fucking cock. my sis is nice. very few would buy an mp3 player and everlast watch out of thier own pay.. thier first pay just for me...sigh. i upset baby just now i raised my voice. i shouldnt have. sorry baby. mwah you know i love you..well like hitler once said, shit happens..  i miss her already ever since she said, i'll see you on your bdae, and bye ive been missing her terribly. its been only 15 mins or sth.love you baby. always. hope you read this. mwah "020305"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113362298209315729?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113362298209315729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113362298209315729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113362298209315729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113362298209315729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/12/she-wants-to-have-time-alone-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113327855151911777</id><published>2005-11-29T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T23:35:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck you. fuck all you bastards. fuck you jon. fuck you anjadi's who stare. fuck you mats who stare. fuck you bastards who fight for no reason. fuck those who are unreasonable. fuck you bus drivers who have stopped me just cos im black. fuck all of those who dissed me. fuck you guys who push me around. fuck you if you called me dark and ugly. fuck you if you talked behind my back. fuck you if you think im a joke. fuck the rich arrogant bastards. fuck bush. fuck saddam. fuck terrorists. fuck money. fuck the people who dont care for others. fuck those who dont donate. fuck you if you know you've done sth wrong. fuck you if you hate happiness. fuck you. fuck you. bloody motherfuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113327855151911777?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113293155355623442</id><published>2005-11-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:12:33.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby and ravi arhh grrrrrrrrrrrr.. so geram tau... make me go all over the place for them. baby ah nv say thank you at first summore. luckily she sayang me so nicely when i came. hehe i like dat! haha she call me hensem la, hold my hand and hug me so much. hahaha and she kept on saying thank you..kekekek then we went to eat  and we were all doing nonsense. baby stole my chocs! bloody @$%^@!! haha. then i sent her and ravi off to the cc and she hugged many and said lub you! lub lub many lub! hahaha weeeeeeeee love makes a guy go gay... ohh soo gay.  anyway went to play soccer at ah soo without aravind raj sam or even karthik. so pissed ou know,... but after a while we got to play some really good football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going joggin! haha with baby and ravi. cool man nv done tht other than x-country. have to get up early though. yangs kinda not in the mood now. anyway. love you yang! soo much..brrrmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113293155355623442?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113293155355623442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113293155355623442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113293155355623442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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today we have the true actual story. its less scary than exorcist but  its more interesting seriously. you really get to know abt the spiritual world and all. it sure is some gnarly shit.. but it was really nice. i enjoyed watching it with her man..went to play pool just now la and i taught baby. but she ah...hiyoooo stubborn you know.. but she kept on getting better la. 16 alraedy big girl wad. hahahah&lt;br /&gt; im gonna join a tournament this sun. i better start playing soccer again. haha baby and me went to seoul garden&lt;br /&gt;she la! wake me up so early to go. early for me is 10am btw.........haha anyways..im tired went to skate just now..ok bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113275750821577614?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113247132336155615</id><published>2005-11-20T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T15:26:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;but they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;i'd walk to you if i had no other way&lt;br /&gt;our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;and we'll just laugh along because&lt;br /&gt;we know that none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;baby i can promise you&lt;br /&gt;that by the time that we get through&lt;br /&gt;the world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;and youre to blame&lt;br /&gt;love you b...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113247132336155615?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113246866456837187</id><published>2005-11-20T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:37:44.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so scared. im so scared it'll happen. i want it to be thhe same. just like always. shit happens yes, i know. but dont let it happen this time. please god please. i need. i wont be able to survive like this. i'll cry everynight like this. i wanna be happy and laugh. just like good ol' times. but if it does come one day i know i cant. i wont be able to stand on my own to feet and just watch it pass and fade away. i'll be like  a boat in the sea drifting away from the horizon and land and watch any chance of survival drift further and further in the distance. i can never tell. no. but i know its still there. but now for some reason or another it just wont show.  it wont come out again. i hope this phase comes to a close soon. all i can do is look to god....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113246866456837187?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113246866456837187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113246866456837187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113246866456837187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113246866456837187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-so-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113246055011326683</id><published>2005-11-20T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:22:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh hello everybody! = (&lt;br /&gt;i miss her, alot. yesterday we spent the whole wee hours of the mornin together. but we didnt really talk cos she was so frustrated. i dun blame her man. then i just let her lay down on me and sleep. she didnt call me for sooo long. i couldnt even think. then just now in the morn she called me but then also she talked to me for awhile only. i guess cos her mom and all were around. anyway later we're going to da concert. i hope it'll be fun.... i really wanna spend more time with her. i still love her alot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113246055011326683?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113246055011326683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113246055011326683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113246055011326683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113246055011326683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh-hello-everybody-i-miss-her-alot.html' 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cheebai&lt;br /&gt;im sooo fucking useless. i cant make anyone happy. everyone is just so fed up of me. like no one bloody cares. what the fuck. shit.  .............sigh. anyway at least i didnt lose my wallet which i thought i did. and skating today was fun. susu said i improved. aril said my sex change was nice....  bloody hell sk8 thon canceled. i hate it when tht happens...and baby also angry with me cos i said i could come to the house but then i couldnt cos of my father..shit..  then i told her i couldnt come....sigh ya la and  stuff.....blablabla..maybe i shld have a journal instead of a blog.. ah wadever la. i miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113233244950757982?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113233244950757982/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113224725470496002</id><published>2005-11-18T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:07:34.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck.&lt;br /&gt;unlucky day man.&lt;br /&gt;i fell 6 times. for no reason. i couldnt even ollie properly. i ollied over the metal drain thing on the floor and suddenly  i lost the board and it landed in a waterlogged field. then i fell down at 7-11 cos i couldnt even ollie the curb. i landed the kick at the ramp but then lost my balance after comin down. what the fuck. tired man. just kept on falling and fallin.stupid sial. then jugend bully me today. no susu  and hidir was away and they gave alep chance. so i was the target.fuck. all make fun of me. haha. how to survive? sigh. well the one good thing is sk8thon ISNT canceled. but the main man aril isnt coming which sucks. cos at first syahmi wasnt coming now ril not coming oso.dayum. but shld be fun la. i mis my mp3 man. fuck la. i made the love of my life angry today. im sorry.mwah i love you. sooooo much. get it? I LOVE YOUUU LAAA. hahah&lt;br /&gt;so tmr we meetin at 6 or 5 pm. we gon thon dunno where also. around town or maybe just in central spore. not sure la. my shin is bruised and my ankle too. fuck i hope tmr goes better for me man. i hope i land some gnarly shit. noseslide pls come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaa after tht went to meet vinnie at ah soo. he wanted to talk to me abt some tournament thingy. i went there and everyone was lookin at me. like so action im the only one ridin with the deck. then played soccer lost once but after tht no one beat us. hahaa. solid shit. kept on playing about 10 games unbeaten. yeahooooo. i miss baby. i wanna see her sooooonnn. poor girl is workin till night tmr ALSO. ya also. she did tonight too. and they dont pay her properly. i really think they are treating her and ravi unfairly. dayum. nvm my baby is strong. haha k tmr sk8thon i wont blog tmr. have a happy life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113224725470496002?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113224725470496002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113224725470496002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113224725470496002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113224725470496002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113206748465585098</id><published>2005-11-15T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:11:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vadai! huhuahuahuaaa. today went to meet baby eaaarrlly in the morning... too bad my parents took leave eh? dayum&lt;br /&gt;she brought me to delifrance! and gave me a treat. how nice of her ey? haha but she hated the indian waitresses la. haha i was just too buusy enjoying my tuna crossoint or however you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, SKATE! haha went to aril and stole his wheels. he helped me fix em. fuckin wicked man so soft. he's a bitch but a good man la. joker la he. ANYWAYS wen to skate at court and all after that what trick i learn ah? ouh manual ollie...kickflip noseslide havent lock in yet la. this sk8 jargon is probably making you guys sick. SO ........ after tht i went to meet baby for something.. and we sat down and talked..and we did this and that kekeke . i love her. i hope she understands that sometimes she should look at things frm a diff angle. yup. she's lovely. im soo grateful to god i found her. i had a dream 2 days ago where i dreamt the world was going to end ( dayum!). and first first people i wanted to be with and take care of was my mom and my sweet babygirl. off course after tht i'd go grab my father, sis and uncle la. but i thought of mym mom and babygirl. these 2 females are the most important in my life i guess.  i love em both. AND I AM GAY. okokokokokokookok baaaaaaiiiiiiaaa dei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113206748465585098?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113206748465585098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113206748465585098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113206748465585098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113206748465585098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/11/vadai-huhuahuahuaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113198681973660764</id><published>2005-11-15T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:46:59.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is te first time i actually went out with jugend without our decks. haha it was fun mayn. we were laughing and having alot of fun. we were still having so much fun even without our decks. aril went crazy shopping man. raya money la i guess. dayum. ahahaha syahmi also came. but he came late la. zarie and rehan both bought stuff which ive always wanted to buy. so heartache. dayum shit. but nvm la. and i finally found the button jacket thingy. in black summore. solid black you know. but 48 and a bit big la. so i thoughti wasnt gonna spend money tht day until i saw this new york cap tht was at hypno. bloody fake la but then ive always wanted tht kinda cap cos its super comfortable and i like the way i loook.a bit wierd la i am so punkish then sudd i wear a hip hop cap. but i feel good wearing it la beb. i knw arab suure say sth. he'll take this opportunity to make fun of me saying tht  i buy fake stuff and say tht hip hopis the best and all. tht fellas full o' shit la. haha but he is tha man.  i think ill buy a trunk cap next. its more rockish anyways. haha try summin different la. my sis dyed my hair abit. but can barely see it la .shit. i wanna dye ot more but a lighter shade of it la fuck. its kinda nice. but i really gotta go thin  my hair. its so thick man. really la. i wanna layer it also. i wanna pierce my ear also. always wanted to . but the famiy la fuck. shit man.before i die ill do it i dunt care.it'll be so cool. ki picked up smokin again. haha shocked ah at first. i learnt about a new concept called straight edge frm him. dunno where he finds all this shit out la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres gonna be a gig on the 19th i really wanna go with tha krew. nv been to a gig anyways. i wanna change my blog template also its so difficult man fuck.FUCK. haha i need to do so many things. and i dunno why my father always magically takes off wheen i wanna bring baby to the house. anyways. i love her.  i love that girl alot. u shldnt of did what you did yang. nvm i still love you tht same way and always will.  i hope you enjoyed your bdae. cant wait to see her tmr.haha cos of her i talked to lalithaa again. she was like so happy to see my sms. dunno ah she. anyway the prob is over. andi dun give a fuck. i just love nurindrawatiE binte rosli. hahaa mwah for my babygirl. ookokok bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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out champs. haha seriously we won the bloody thing. haha 1st prize.not bad uh. then we didnt even play soccer. haha i brought a ball summore. i cant wait for later. gonna go havoc with babygirl. ill try my best to make this one of  her best bdaes. cos i love her alot and she deserves a good birthday. right anot b? haha. por girl hurt her finger yesterday. she try to be heroin wad. ah 4 times can throw the ball back to the person. wahahah baby you know wat i mean la.  nvm later ill take care of her finger. wahah wads tt supposed to mean k nevermind,. anyway lets all wish my girl happy bdae &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16TH SWEET BLOODY 16TH BIRTHDAY HONEYYY!!!!!!!!haha mwah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113185917107009405?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113155567050545679</id><published>2005-11-10T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:01:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey fuckheads. i got a fucking migrane. noseslide.yipeee. k fuck off la bitches and bastards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113155567050545679?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113155567050545679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113155567050545679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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MAN U MUTHA FUCKING WON! all you dickheads (chelsea and man city fans, obviously) CAN SUCK FERGIE'S COCK! wahooooooooooooooooooooo. huahuahua all my felllow man u fans were going crazy after tht final whistle i smsed ming kai and jason after tht. ming kai just exclaimed "Good Scottish Lad!" wahahah while jason started talking a whole lot of his usual nonsense. wahahaha went to watch the spore cup with tht fella had alot of fun la. jason and his stupid pronounciation. wahahahahah. anyway i got a home utd shirt. kwang3 . it was so fun man tht day. on sunday la. after match can still go geylang tengok pelacur lagi. weheheheee. ahaha they were like hooking guys and trying to get them. bloodt funny. some quite young and pretty man. goodness. pity them sometimes. DICKHEADS. MAN U WON! THEY BLOODY WON. HAHAHA!!! NO MORE UNBEATEN CHEE BAI KIA RECORD! sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway went to bugis with noey and bougt for her a lovely wallet. i got a pair of berms but it fits like a skirt. how wonderful. haev to go spend summore on alteration. sk8 for a while just now. and i miss baby so much. had alot of fun with her. haha i bought her bdae present early. huahuahua. i love her. my ayang. miss you b. she's slpin now poor girl only had like 4 hrs slp. anyway have a nice day guys...MAN UNITED WON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113138569615477379?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113138569615477379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113138569615477379' title='0 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published i dunno why oso. anyway. yesterday was our anniversary..i met her and we chilled. i love my babygirl alot. seriously i dun believe we've come this far. we were only boy and girl in school who just liked to spend time together and laugh. nothing more..or so we thought. she's the one tht gives meaning to my life. she makes me a better person. whenever im sad i turn to her. even when im happy, i still turn to her. i look for her perfect hug to make me feel everything is ok and nothing is wrong. when i hug you baby i fell like nothing could be better and nothing can go wrong. its such a warm feeling. she's so kind. its so many times already tht ive seen her help ppl in public frm helping ppl to open doors to just giving them tht friendly smile. yes baby you may not realise it but you &lt;strong&gt;do &lt;/strong&gt;do that. you really are a nice girl b. and i love you. im lucky to have you b. i hope you'll always be with me. i just made you angry. funny thing is we miss each other so much. well it was my fault i didnt get what she said..but thats that. i cant wait to see her again. i miss her so much. from the first day i fell in love with her, i think of her every night before i go to bed. as i lie down on my bed i'd think of the last thing i did with her, the places we've been to and the kisses we've shared.  i love you b i really do i miss you girl. mwah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113103877970785335?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113103877970785335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113103877970785335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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man. its so stylish. super nice. kinda just fitting la my toes hurt abit and the padding isnt very good so it wont make a very good sk8 shoe. i dunno la fuck. my darling is helping me pay 40 bucks once she gets her pay. love her. she wanted me to get theshoes so bloody badly. ahaha so i kinda rushed into it la but nvm. its beautiful. out of stock on some internet sites also.  aslany's frens elect. gutar is in myhouse. im having the time of my life. just learnt rufios above me. solid shit,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do more shopping man. i needaget straight cut black jeans. like really rock man. i need a new studdy belt or ill just get the white crossbone belt frm 2004 la. and some berms la. yeah i guess. tmr deepa is vali day. i hope to see my cuzzins and see some dough as well if ya know whata ima sayin ya feel me sonny bwoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;uncle&lt;br /&gt;crowned&lt;br /&gt;king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest go chalet fucke up shit.. no taiti cardss ..no soccer ball NO GUITAR no ps games no fun. just a bunch of dickheads. went to play pool though. erniee was soo bored so i told her to play. she challenged me summore . bloody dick kept on hittin and pinching me. i gave her chance la i let her win me. bloody @#$%^&amp;. hahahah gonna jam with her and leon on monday. weeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la guys happy deepavali ngan SELAMAT HARI RAYA aidilFITRI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113075373154212663?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113075373154212663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113075373154212663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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flakes, and heals.And I am not afraid to die.I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.I want the pain of payment.What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.Would you be my little cut?Would you be my thousand fucks?And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.Love is not like anything.Especially a fucking knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                       -The Used&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113043410469773115?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-113041871237678995</id><published>2005-10-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:11:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys....HI.sorry ah beeen tired la past few days. sometimes no mood and i just dun give a fuck.well highlights were....i met koon beng and vinoth. supposed to send manoj off to nepal but we were too late. ahah i also was kinda late. shit. i feel sad. i miss the fella. guess who we saw at the mrt station?! wahaha lalithaa. hiyo i dun wanna say anything man.. (snigger nigger*)&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. anywayyysss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skate shoe is supe.....OH WAAAAAIIIT. YEAHHH THERES THIS ONEE MOREEE THINGGGG..............................................ARAVINDAN SUSUKIA BROKE MY LOVELY GUITAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah lau wow. haha. shit la he was holding it then it slipped.. i saw the guitar it was face down. i saw a broken string and i was like "pls let it be just the strings.pls god pls... im dreaming im dreaming..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..................he picked up the guitar................NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO the head was totally broken off the body. how would you feel if you saw your friend decapitated? haha but nvm la i didnt scold him or anything. he doesnt want me to tell anyone cos he feels so bad. haah he'll kill me if he finds out tht its on ma blog. it costs 100 bucks. i felt bad when he said he would pay me back. but he insisted and so i lowered the price abit....uncle siva(uncle frm aussie land) is coming tmr to stay over till new years) the house messy like an elephants ass. have to clean up. and he's slpin in my room so i better hide all the personal stuff.. FHM mag and letters and blablabla. wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna buy stuff. my sk8 shoe almost exploded. i can skate anymore. so im gonna buy new shoes! weeeeeeeeeeeeee. probably 88 la. most fellas say osiris sucks. but ive always liked it. byebye ali boulala man. have to go to msia to get it.shhiiiit. but its ok la im buyin some black berms also..and a new guitar hopefully. now everybody say DAYUM. sigh. been meeting baby lately. going to fork and spoon to BREAK FAST. ya. kekeke. then we always go courts. so fun hangin out with her. love you b. okie dokie kepala puki  i think thats it for today dun be gay your ashy ass is grey and im a handsome dude from bombay! BOOYAKASHA! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever tht means.. =) hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-113041871237678995?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/113041871237678995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=113041871237678995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113041871237678995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/113041871237678995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112990955324958028</id><published>2005-10-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:45:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. soccer was ok la..but i didnt bring one sock so ya one foot was sticky and wet. played ok la. got pissed off after a while cos i didnt have a sock wahaha. and my stupid blablabla and ya.............................maybe i should get a real diary man. then i can &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; write wat i wanna write. but at least in blogs ppl know wad kinda person you are. and like if they read abt your probs they can help you and stuff. not tht i wanna post to the whole world la you know... . kinda tired la. i hate all of you. but i love some of you.  i  &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; one of you. k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112990955324958028?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112990955324958028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112990955324958028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112990955324958028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112990955324958028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-guys_21.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112988682380608633</id><published>2005-10-21T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:27:03.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday sk8. ive nv won sk8 game man. fuck. but at least i got cheered by the fellas after i landed the stupid heelflip. haha. anyway after tht suddenly noor appeard. he skate with jugend. i took the bus back with him when i realised i forgot my mp3. FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soo fucking scared man like really. wad aws my sis gonna say? her hard earned money man. she would kiil me. i got down the bus and skated all the way back to xin min primary. fucking hell nv skate like tht before. my thigh also was starting to hurt cos my wheels and bearings fucking old. didnt help at all. i called aril he said go check the bench. so i went there. i rode with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;then i finally reached there i quickly went there but as i neared the benc i was soo scared.....&lt;br /&gt;i started praying...&lt;br /&gt;and praying...&lt;br /&gt;then as i got nearer.................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING CHEE BAI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha gotcha!wad a relief man. it was there. my poor white player was there all alone. i grasped it with all i clould and lay down on the bench smiling and repeatedly saying "thank you god thank you so much." woooooooooooooooh felt good. god was with me. i love my player.im nv gonna bring it to sk8 again. NEVER.  haha. k guys tht was the story of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today baby came over. she's kinda better now but still sick la. im gonna go serangoon and play soccer now. blog when i come back man. boooyakasha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112988682380608633?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112988682380608633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112988682380608633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112988682380608633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112988682380608633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterday-sk8.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112965840183527760</id><published>2005-10-19T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:00:01.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. up so late. i miss baby. i know she misses me too. why am i alive man. whats my purpose in life? why am i here? what the fuck am i doing? you all know the answerss to these wues anot? cos i bloody dont man. i feel so like like i feel so burdened man. i dun feel stressed la. i feel like theres something thts really making me feel low and slow. i think its my school and the fact tht im so scared to retain. cos my father will kill me. but i know tht baby will be here with me. i hope she always will be man. sigh i dunno la i dunno i dunno.  just leave me alone. i want to go back to those 7 mths after o levels man. i knew it was the best time of my life. and yes, i did cherish it cos i knew one day it was all gonna be over. i guess thts also one of the reasons why i didnt work man. the other was of course because i wanted to see baby and pick her up from sch everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna visit god and ask him to help me. help me stop time or something. let me sstay in heaven for  a while and hopefully im a more disciplined person when i come bak. cos i cant, i just cant change i duno why. like seriously its a problem. FUCK.  sigh.. have to do pastel summore. and animation...goodness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112965840183527760?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112965840183527760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112965840183527760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112965840183527760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112965840183527760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112963161757372812</id><published>2005-10-18T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:33:37.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok now i &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; havent been blogging. its supposed to be hols la. but fuck i dunno how la man. tmr must pass up art. to stupid salleh who is the head fella. and thurs is animation but ive only done 25 frames. so wad the fuck do i do man nigga? im so scared. the exam didnt go very well. my life is going down the drain man. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. how la dei. anyway went out with baby yest to break fast. no no not breakfast. break                        fast. yah? okok sorry la i stressed right. so yah we went to fark and spoon at toapayoh. lovely lovely food there man. and baby was dressed up so nicely. haha after tht went to cash converters to check out the guitars. there was a yamaha one for like 69. classical la. but still wicked. now marks like my bloody guru on guitars. haha way to go mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya on saturday me and baby went to jurong to swim man. it was the best. its was so much fun. i had to make iit up to her cos she really wanted to go to the beach but i woke up late. haha. well i did the job anyway. ahaha she had loads of fun.  just the 2 of us. out swimming it was really nice man. i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok man where were we? oh ya im screwing up my already fucked up life. yeah sweet shizzle. fucking hell. dunno how ah.... all i have to say is. rock never dies baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112963161757372812?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112963161757372812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112963161757372812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112963161757372812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112963161757372812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-now-i-really-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112912537081129948</id><published>2005-10-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:56:10.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been blogging&lt;br /&gt;fucked up week. except yest. i met sid and lulu and tyara and her guy. i think his name is ayie. i dunno but lulu was nice. sid wad funny. baby was crazy and i was quiet&lt;br /&gt;hahah anyway i and sid weere gay. cool uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae wad did i do i just slacked with naz after skool to wait for erika. boring shit man. he slept in the library while i looked at a vintage lingerie collection from vogue. ol skool cleavage baby.haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wanna skate. and play soccer. hols are next week. finally. but gotta come back for like 3 days man. fuck MR. uday. horse eyes toucans noase and big john jeans. wahahahhaah. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! fuck fuck fuck. i must work3 hard nect sem. i cant retain man. i goota make it. and take media. either filming or animation nigga. its gonna be tough. but thts wats life is abt so yeah. i hope ma father goes to work tomoro man. aight then i hope jean isnt gonna kill me. animation here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112912537081129948?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112912537081129948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112912537081129948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112912537081129948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112912537081129948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/haven-been-blogging-fucked-up-week.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112888410446552648</id><published>2005-10-10T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T02:55:04.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey. today is uncles bdae. hapy bdae uncle! haha. today met at 2 40 and went home at 1am. chee bai. supposed to come home at 7. mother fuck. and i miss my girl soo much. and you know whats the worst thing? i cant see her tmr. my stupid grp say meet at 10 am. 10 am?!?! mother fuck. now baby cant meet me. at all.  shit. i miss her so much. she doesnt know abt it yet. poor b is slping.  i hope she doesnt get angry at me. dayum.ok la late ah. im gonna slp. i hope she calls me. k nite guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112888410446552648?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112888410446552648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112888410446552648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112888410446552648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112888410446552648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112879184971292099</id><published>2005-10-09T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:17:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today ah&lt;br /&gt;my father called me snail mail. someone  shouted at taxi driver. we paid 5 bucks only. cos someone scold the driver. tht fella dunno ah. i said sorry to the taxi driver.then i saw this girl who i thought was my sis. i swear to everygod in this world it was her. i saw her face. i swear. but she was in a hotel. how could tht be?  the girl i saw was at a pedestrian crossing. i ws soo shocked i sms kanina in the sms ii sent her. she got angry. i said sorry. she said its ok. this is a boring blog. but i can make it interesting. but i dun want to. today sk8. ollie down 2 step oso can fall. rabak nye summore. k bye iblis jins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112879184971292099?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112879184971292099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112879184971292099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112879184971292099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112879184971292099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-ah-my-father-called-me-snail.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112874786056219262</id><published>2005-10-08T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T13:04:20.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its all good now. we talked. i love her. i never wanna leave her. heeee =D anyway blablabalbal. haha i dunno. ermmm stress sial tht product thing. how to do man?! i got no idea seriously. tsl how. then tht subject fail ah. cannot sial. wad the fuck man. yest skate. land 360 shuv. my stupid ollie down i got it back. fakie yoshi almost. haha nonsense man. jesus. anyway after tht went to play soccer at court. hahaha rosli funny fucker. making fun of me. i called him doraemon. then i was wearin my che gueverra shirt and he ask who;s tht ah.  then i said doraemon nye bapak ah. wahaha he oso fed up. fuck almost killed me. ok la nuff for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112874786056219262?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112874786056219262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112874786056219262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112874786056219262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112874786056219262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-all-good-now.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112860894280382830</id><published>2005-10-06T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:29:02.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you DO belong here...you belong in my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112860894280382830?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112860894280382830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112860894280382830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112860894280382830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112860894280382830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-do-belong-here.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13163261.post-112860864710398996</id><published>2005-10-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:24:07.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i said i'd always be by your side.. i nv said ill leave you. even if you do go there ill be by your side. its just my suggestion. i was never forcing you honey. i was just tryin to make you  see it my way. my opinion. it doesnt mean i'll leave you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13163261-112860864710398996?l=sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/feeds/112860864710398996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13163261&amp;postID=112860864710398996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112860864710398996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13163261/posts/default/112860864710398996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmurderscene.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-said-id-always-be-by-your-side.html' title=''/><author><name>skoo-daddeled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935361325731309683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
