<?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-1009220015028635909</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:07:17.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relinks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1009220015028635909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hanis Syafaa P.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCwWlTFmNbU/TfYA79loQ3I/AAAAAAAACpw/35pf1CLIV1Q/s220/vulnerable.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1009220015028635909.post-7991436388474276330</id><published>2009-08-31T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:07:54.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate you, hate you, love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scream%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Scream Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i905.photobucket.com/albums/ac252/free-hugs/Scream.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hatehatehate th way you treated me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt; You made it all bttr though. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gossiping is a sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evryone makes sin, right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heylow.&lt;br /&gt;Ystrd was teachers day.&lt;br /&gt;I dint give anyone any shit.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, i dnt give much of a damn ^^&lt;br /&gt;Evryone went bck to their primary schools.&lt;br /&gt;Primary school was hell fr me,&lt;br /&gt;so why bother visiting hell ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, ACES day started th morning.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid kickboxing crap.&lt;br /&gt;Sry I dint bring your tights Sofea. Heeee.&lt;br /&gt;Changed fr BYD.&lt;br /&gt;Thn th so-called class party.&lt;br /&gt;Freaked cos we almost cldnt play Don't Forget The Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;So me &amp;amp; Amalina worked our butts of fr th presentation.&lt;br /&gt;No one rly cared.&lt;br /&gt;Cld tell.&lt;br /&gt;I knw you guys dnt give a shit, but learn to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Peewee wasnt thr.&lt;br /&gt;So left with Namira.&lt;br /&gt;No offence, it wasnt much of a help anw.&lt;br /&gt;You were camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck, you wnt even be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played musical chairs,&lt;br /&gt;whose th ghost ,&lt;br /&gt;thn supposed to be don't frgt th lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2e1. You dint cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to shout.&lt;br /&gt;Do you knw hw much of a sin you made making me shout at you while Im fasting ?&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, 2e1.&lt;br /&gt;You wnt listen to wtv. we, th class comm, says.&lt;br /&gt;I shall rant on th class blog.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously,&lt;br /&gt;shut your mouth. Open yr ears.&lt;br /&gt;Stop camwhoring, start listening.&lt;br /&gt;Fck, you can camwhore under some coconut tree on another day.&lt;br /&gt;You can talk otp some other time.&lt;br /&gt;Why wnt you pay attn to me &amp;amp; Amalina ?&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring us will just make us twice as angry.&lt;br /&gt;We worked hard to make th Don't Frgt th lyrics slides&lt;br /&gt;Im very pissed at you , 2e1.&lt;br /&gt;But crying just wnt help, will it ? You dnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sarcasm shall start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers day was great.&lt;br /&gt;So fun.&lt;br /&gt;String ensemble was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Dance was great, i cldnt have done bttr.&lt;br /&gt;Th hand things were cool.&lt;br /&gt;Evrything was such a blast.&lt;br /&gt;I cld nvr frgt teachers day 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fr th real fun.&lt;br /&gt;After th concert, slacked in class.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored. Sofea's like her new hair.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaahah.&lt;br /&gt;Riny, you're nt in this alone.&lt;br /&gt;It is true tht ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;But thy cnt accept th fact tht their contradicting th own words.&lt;br /&gt;Coming frm a mouth like tht, we're considered pure.&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites will always remain hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;Once evil, nvr can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up dear, just avoid their presence (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at Sofea's hse.&lt;br /&gt;Diner dash is so fun, until her lappie batt died.&lt;br /&gt;Sofea slpt.&lt;br /&gt;Thn I woke her up, do I talk tht loud ?&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;She looks hot with straight hair, go rebond lah.&lt;br /&gt;Thn met Suhair at WS.&lt;br /&gt;Stalked yaya &amp;amp; Yazsar.&lt;br /&gt;Gi PRP ehk ... Buat aper tuu ?&lt;br /&gt;Yazsar seems like a quiet boy.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, nt like her other exes.&lt;br /&gt;Last long syg. &lt;&lt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadi cldnt come.&lt;br /&gt;Awww.&lt;br /&gt;We played Taiti under some blck.&lt;br /&gt;I always loose at duel masters. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Thn met nordin &amp;amp; riny at Tamp mrt.&lt;br /&gt;Thn ezra came.&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC to buka. &lt;div&gt;Wally played with Secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ezra was annoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheikh &amp;amp; Qori came tgthr. Awww ~&lt;br /&gt;Ate half a zinger.&lt;br /&gt;Whuuu, suhair loves chicken.&lt;br /&gt;He finished my zinger too.&lt;br /&gt;Nordin is nice, its fun to tease him.&lt;br /&gt;Sry to make you guys choke ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn off to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Thn Tamp Sky Garden.&lt;br /&gt;I won at Taiti.&lt;br /&gt;Riny , Shaikha, Qori, Sheikh &amp;amp; Ezra came ltr.&lt;br /&gt;We went to th bigger sky garden ^^&lt;br /&gt;Woah, nice shits.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go thr frequently now.&lt;br /&gt;I love Wally &amp;amp; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel bttr ystrd.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, I guess Im lucky to have you.&lt;br /&gt;I dint knw you were th boyfriend type before.&lt;br /&gt;Guess you proved all of us wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I like you flipbook animation ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystrd was freakfun.&lt;br /&gt;We shld do it agn sme day ^^&lt;br /&gt;Iloveyouguys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I guess I shld pour my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;But pointing fingers will make me just like you hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;So its bttr if you nvr knw who this msg is for,&lt;br /&gt;klw terase ... reflect on wht you did.&lt;br /&gt;Hpefully God shall frgive you (:&lt;br /&gt;So here I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia, you were so nice to us.&lt;br /&gt;You changed my perspective of you.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I nvr hated you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did thought you were some bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;But , it all changed .&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe tht you were a rly nice person.&lt;br /&gt;Guess all tht was just a hoax.&lt;br /&gt;I knw it all along.&lt;br /&gt;No one cld ever treat me &amp;amp; riny like real humans.&lt;br /&gt;You alienate us two, like we're some outcasts.&lt;br /&gt;I ask why, you say we're quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie, I thought you were a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;I was nice to you, weren't I ?&lt;br /&gt;I talked to you whn you were alone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess those hidden feelings were nvr rly expressed to us.&lt;br /&gt;I dint expect this frm you.&lt;br /&gt;Frm a person like you, evryone wld think your innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Guess all tht was a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy, are you intimidated by our presence ?&lt;br /&gt;Evryonne knws you have talent.&lt;br /&gt;I dnt thnk you like it tht we're borrowing yr limelight ?&lt;br /&gt;Im so sry me &amp;amp; riny happen to have talent.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you scared someone cld be bttr thn you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy, I did think you were sme slut.&lt;br /&gt;But I tried to make myself believe you were nice.&lt;br /&gt;But nw, whn I've alrd fallen fr your act,&lt;br /&gt;you alrd talk behind my bck.&lt;br /&gt;Your contradicting your words.&lt;br /&gt;You say wht reflects your own personality.&lt;br /&gt;HOW IRONIC.&lt;br /&gt;I knw you hated me &amp;amp; riny.&lt;br /&gt;Your nt much of a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess th rest alrd hate us.&lt;br /&gt;Wht more is thr to say.&lt;br /&gt;Th bond created was just a hoax.&lt;br /&gt;Thr is no such thing as a team in this monopoly of lies.&lt;br /&gt;True friends are just bullshit to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;You've played with me &amp;amp; riny's feelings ENOUGH alrd.&lt;br /&gt;Im not giving face to you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop your fake attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Im not falling fr it agn.&lt;br /&gt;I guess hypocrites come frm places you least expect.&lt;br /&gt;You nvr knw,&lt;br /&gt;th person stabbing yr bck cld be your bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Th person gossiping abt you cld be th person you trust th most.&lt;br /&gt;The people you loved &amp;amp; cared fr cld be laughing at you behind yr bck.&lt;br /&gt;It was all a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1009220015028635909-7991436388474276330?l=streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com/feeds/7991436388474276330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-you-hate-you-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1009220015028635909/posts/default/7991436388474276330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1009220015028635909/posts/default/7991436388474276330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetlightsandfridaynights.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-you-hate-you-love-you.html' title='Hate you, hate you, love you.'/><author><name>Hanis Syafaa P.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCwWlTFmNbU/TfYA79loQ3I/AAAAAAAACpw/35pf1CLIV1Q/s220/vulnerable.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
