<?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-7304706468081269046</id><updated>2011-08-02T17:54:20.241-07:00</updated><category term='Random(:'/><category term='Happy Happy(:'/><category term='shitss'/><category term='Be Strong Lisa'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='Smiles from me to you'/><category term='Music'/><category term='manyak panas.'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='The old me is BACK.'/><category term='HAPPY 2 HOURS(:'/><category term='Awesome(:'/><category term='YOU CAN SUCK OLIVER SYKES DICK YOU WORTHLESS PIG(:'/><category term='not calling u.'/><category term='A Fresh Start.'/><category term='Guilt and pressure'/><category term='ass.'/><category term='Work sucks'/><category term='My Light And Shinning Armor.'/><category term='Loneliness and Happiness(:'/><category term='Photography is AWESOME'/><category term='No comments.'/><title type='text'>Theres A Party In your Bedroom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4960033683202410587</id><published>2009-11-14T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:33:44.252-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lisaheartsducks.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;http://lisaheartsducks.tumblr.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe!. my tumblr link so cute!. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Im there. Not here.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagg me okeyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4960033683202410587?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4960033683202410587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/httplisaheartsducks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4960033683202410587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4960033683202410587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/httplisaheartsducks.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-981759279367959115</id><published>2009-11-07T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:37:19.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>Laugh my pantat out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC02078.jpg" border="0" alt="wheeeeee~" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HANTU&lt;/span&gt; BEHIND ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wheee&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;This month sucks. I keep falling down. I fell down last two days when i was heading to school. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running for the bus then i slipped. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; realise that there was a puddle of mud. Ass.&lt;br /&gt;I fell flat on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pantat&lt;/span&gt;. I have cuts on my hands. My skirt was full of mud and my hands were so muddy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ishh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Luckly&lt;/span&gt; i was near my grandmas house. I ran home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So funny. My grandma was like 'Ya Allah! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;suruh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lari&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dolat&lt;/span&gt;'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Haiss&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt; la. Bruises. Part of life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Blehhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new dress!. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hehehehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded from my boyfriend because i spend too much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; stop me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; control me. Its a habit. So shut up! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!. So evil.&lt;br /&gt;One thing i cant help it is....he control me too much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not 5 years old !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;. I know his intentions. Hes just being concern. So fine! I follow whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;Because i love him? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ermm&lt;/span&gt;.. ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATTY BOOM BOOM!. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Okeyy&lt;/span&gt; random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. I can never stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;stonning&lt;/span&gt;. Its like a thing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;One second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in the conversation and after two seconds i will be like out of it. Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in the other planet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Fuyohh&lt;/span&gt;. Like alien. This is so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now! let me laugh first. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends were in the train. Then there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;bapok&lt;/span&gt; beside us.&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing and talking really loud. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Sophia la. Laugh like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;pontianak&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;banglas&lt;/span&gt; and the people in the train were staring. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. My beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;adam&lt;/span&gt; said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;BAPOK&lt;/span&gt; loudly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; realise there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;bapok&lt;/span&gt; beside Ali. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Kekek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;sak&lt;/span&gt;. I was like Fuck la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! I called Adam Asshole. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;merajuk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;terpakse&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;pujuk&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; realise it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Belo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Kecian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;bapok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Kene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;kutok&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why i like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;Toyko&lt;/span&gt; Hotel's new song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Ermm&lt;/span&gt;. Automatic.&lt;br /&gt;I like the video. Robots. Then the robots were going to kiss. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;jadi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its like romantic+weird. But sweet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;Pffts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;werid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURP! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;Angin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-981759279367959115?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/981759279367959115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-my-pantat-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/981759279367959115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/981759279367959115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/laugh-my-pantat-out.html' title='Laugh my pantat out!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7866827986549585856</id><published>2009-11-04T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T03:13:37.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles from me to you'/><title type='text'>I never wanted this to be the beginning,</title><content type='html'>Hehehehe. Okeyy. Im finally home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dougie and mushy. And mostly my fucking bed. haha. okeyy, you no need to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know im falling in love with Justin Bieber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee~ Hes so cute!. mintak kene cubit. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hug hug him. hehe. Okey i sound like a maniac. Pffts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hes like a smaller version of Ryan Sheckler. Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah! Too bad Justin is like too young for me. Perasan. Ryan Sheckler la. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blehhhh. Pffts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that hes back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for him just like before. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i falling in love again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehh. I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take things slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love is just a heartbreaking thing for me. I guess im not worth it. Blehh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fucking worth it. You're just fucking blind. Pfttts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam just made a new word yesterday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlaughed. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking to me then he mixed his words with she laughed. I find it funny. I dont know why? haha. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i laugh at anything. Pffts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonot serious. Step Furious Lisa je. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named it Furious because i like a song from House Vs Hurricanes- Furious George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishh. Im lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woahh!. New name. Okeyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun on Sunday(:&lt;br /&gt;I saw a hot dude at Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. I ordered Java Chip Venti. Fuyohh!&lt;br /&gt;So nice. That guy is soo cute. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;My type!.&lt;br /&gt;Skinny legs, geeky face, shy shy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Starbucks on Sunday again!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;Fuwahh. Imma drag my bestfriend along. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know like somehow its weird now.&lt;br /&gt;Im changing to someone different.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. This can never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7866827986549585856?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7866827986549585856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-wanted-this-to-be-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7866827986549585856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7866827986549585856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-wanted-this-to-be-beginning.html' title='I never wanted this to be the beginning,'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-2276979321015342999</id><published>2009-10-30T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:45:28.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Happy(:'/><title type='text'>Continued.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okeyy.. the previous post. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeyy. I wanna tell you about my past days. What i do and stuffs. The dates i remember ah. I have stm. So yeah. Lets start on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 October 2009 (Bruised)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go to school. Didnt felt like it. hehe. I still had my sore eyes. But it was better. It was just swollen. Hahaha. Dolat you know. I told my grandma i was going to the doctor, but acually i went to meet Adam to skate. haha. It was a hot day. Like boiling hot!. haha. I skate around the skate park at Queenstown. Lalalala. Then Adam forced me to go down the ramp. So i did. I fell down the ramp alot of times on my ass. Shits!. It fucking hurt. But that day was worst. haha. I fell down hard. And i landed on a really hot metal thingy. haha. My left leg was like boiling. Like i can cook an egg there. OMG. haha. Dolat. Tu la. Say go doctor but acually go skate. haha. Shitts. My leg ugly. One big red dot like singapore in the map. haha. Well my bruise bigger la. Singapore too small. Ishh. Then i went home after that. Walk home slowly. hehehehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 October 2009 (My birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i didnt really celebrate my birthday. I dont feel like it. This year like boring. I lost alot of stuffs. I dont wanna mention it. I dont wanna remind myself. Ishh. I did go to school. haha. My friends was like ehkk lisa nye birthday la narie! (with a huge evil smile) haha. I thought they wanna sabo me. haha. Tak la. My classmates are nice people. hehe. They wont beat me up. Wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to treat my girlfriends bowling. haha. Use Aida, Mira, Era Whitedress. Qushy pantat tak ikut. Tu la. Org belanje tak nak. Fine!. haha. Awesome seyy bowling. Da lame tak bowl. hehe. Well i sucked. Period! ahha. Use aida had 3 strikes and i got countless longkangs. HAHA! XD Dumbass me. -__- After that we went to Rasta Fari and buy some stuffs. I got awesome earings!. Wheee~ and i bought strings for my Mikalah. ahha. The counter guy was obviously flirting with me. haha. Alaaaalala. So cute!. BLUEK LA. Gatal. Ishh. But the guy cute. hehe. DAH LA. Malas nak layan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 October 2009 (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember what i did. Hmmm. I think i went home after school. Entah la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeyyy. Now what?&lt;br /&gt;OUHH!&lt;br /&gt;LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT JENNIFERS BODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. The first thing that pops through my head about that movie is Tits. haha&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox is Like BLEHHH!. I dont think shes a guy before. She cant be that hot. Omg. The guys in the cinema was like "Whooo!!! Pewwitttt. Hot Hot!" when they saw Megan Fox in her panties. Fuck. So bising. But funny. haha! Seriously, i find the movie funny. not scary or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie kinda turns me on. haha. Okeyyy lisa. Shittsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie soundtrack is awesome. The songs are really nice. A part of the movie i heard a breakdown. haha. A hardcore band. Entah band ape tah. Its nice. So yeah. Wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious the movie kinda turned me on. HAHAHA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was a demon. Like fun. Bite guys necks, intestines and stuffs. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;haha. So gore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave that movie a 5/10&lt;br /&gt;Not that awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Paranormal Activities.&lt;br /&gt;FUYOHH! Itu baru scary.&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunny owe me a dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okey random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sad face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want that dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lawa. hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Asshole he say next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okeyy. Im done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanna drink my coffee and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. Okey im weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-2276979321015342999?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/2276979321015342999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/continued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2276979321015342999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2276979321015342999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/continued.html' title='Continued.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-930877269894814053</id><published>2009-10-29T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:48:06.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>Class</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyylllooooo.&lt;br /&gt;bored. Yes. Im in school. Doing some office work. im done , so i blog. haha&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile. Malas nak blog. haha. I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnish lesson. Asshole. I just started. -__-&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I'll blog some other day when i want to. &lt;br /&gt;Ishhh. I dont even know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeyyy. my friends are leaving me. &lt;br /&gt;Ass.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHK WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-930877269894814053?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/930877269894814053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/930877269894814053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/930877269894814053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/class.html' title='Class'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6228104366784143874</id><published>2009-10-23T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:48:06.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass.'/><title type='text'>Cry me a a sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brokenhearts.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/brokenhearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaster my heart. Wait. Shoot it and stabbed it. Then plaster it. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ive been at home. THE WHOLE DAY. The same. No difference. I watched this movie, Radit And Jani.  I find it sweet. Yet Sad. Sweet because the Jani loved Radit so much until she doesnt care what anybody thinks about her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad because Radit took drugs and he really let Jani down and mostly thier love collapse. But in thier hearts. They still love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i also think that its stupid. Yes Love, You have to love that someone. But what about the future?. You have to think about it also. Love cant put out food on the table. So as furniture and stuffs. Im talking like a makcik.  What??. Its a lesson. A lesson i have to remember. Choose the right path. Thats it. I have to choose. Ishh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to fall in love again. Its stupid. I think too much and i cry alot. Come on! TIRED !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that, I want to go Night Safari can?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go on my birthday. But its on weekends. Shitss. &lt;br /&gt;Celebrate ir on Sat or Sun with my loved oness. hehehe. Cant wait!.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna persuade my mother to give me more kaching! I wanna go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy that panda t-shirt. So cutee. hehe. And a bag. A GIRL bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeyyy, now i wanna be serious.&lt;br /&gt;Im sick and tired of him bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;Why must he wait for me?&lt;br /&gt;Tak payah la.&lt;br /&gt;I wont change my fucking mind.&lt;br /&gt;He made a mistake and now my future is gone.&lt;br /&gt;And now he wants me to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;Come on!.&lt;br /&gt;No  way. Im not in a bad mood. This is fucking me.&lt;br /&gt;WTF HUH?&lt;br /&gt;That 2 people da lovey dovey. Sakit mate tao tak.&lt;br /&gt;She stole my love. Karma. &lt;br /&gt;Pain in the arse. Stop it. I hate you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off. &lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt have gone in that fucking house.&lt;br /&gt;Yes im dumb. Stupid. Yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be alone!. Tell that to your friend if you're reading this. You should know who you are. &lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All mistakes can be marked by borders.&lt;br /&gt;All of love can be traced to a maker.&lt;br /&gt;It's seems as if what is most important,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't noticed when forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, if you ever come back in my life. I swear. &lt;br /&gt;I'll slap you. I never slap anyone in my life. &lt;br /&gt;You better dont be first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6228104366784143874?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6228104366784143874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/cry-me-a-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6228104366784143874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6228104366784143874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/cry-me-a-sea.html' title='Cry me a a sea'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-282173372655467893</id><published>2009-10-22T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:37:32.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Strong Lisa'/><title type='text'>not the best of week.</title><content type='html'>Im been staying at my grandparents house. Been really really sick. High fever pluss this fucking sore eyes. I cant even open my sepet eyes. Both got infected until now. Still sore. 1 week of holiday. I think my eyes gonna heel next 2 weeks. No soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once im sick. Im sick forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess im celebrating my birthday sleeping at home. My parents? Busy working. My grandparents? My grandma is gonna cook for me my favourite food. Pasta baby!!. And my grandpa is dead on bed. I really feel like putting rat-poison or any poison thats poisonly and put on his drink or on to him. Arghh. Pressure. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got home today. My mother let me home. I cant really go anywhere far. Because i will get dizzy and i cant see well. Luckily my house is near. Well, my father wasnt happy. He didnt want me home. Its not that he hates me or anything. He wasnt me to stay at my grandmas house so i have her to take care of me. If im home. I have nobody. Its just me alone at home. My father dont let me go my own house. What is that suppose to mean?. Im tired. Going back and forth. And its not just now, Its been ever. He doesnt want me home. I have my own house. My own room. My own space. I wanna sleep on it sometimes. I do love my grandma. No doubts. She took care of me since birth. Not my parents. I feel adopted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i have nobody. Nobody like family. I have friends. Thats all i have. As you can tell. Im lonely. And i like it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like it. Home alone.I like to be alone. Me myself and i. Its like i have my own things to do. I can walk naked at home. HAHAHA. Okeyy. No wayyyy. haha XD. I can watch tv and nobody will steal the remote. I can open my awesome favourite bands LOUD LOUD and nobody complains. And i have nobody yelling on my ear. I like being alone. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im stubborn, spoilt, irritating and all. &lt;br /&gt;But i am still, Im the same. I can never change the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;Im still Lisa. Or Cha Cha or Khal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still here. Still me. You never see it. Because you only see my outside. Not inside. Judge the book by its cover. Thats what you're doing. I care. And now i dont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start not to care. Any other peoples feelings. I start to get frustrated easily and start to stop believing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four words i hate:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;2. Care&lt;br /&gt;3. Love&lt;br /&gt;4. Promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This words i can never believe anymore. This is all fake. You're thinking that im not gonna love any man anymore. Ishh. Im gonna love a man soon. But not now. Ive been heartbroken enough. And now i wanna be alone. Stop bugging me. Ishhh. You see! I have problems!. People have probelms. Not only you. Ishhh. Stop asking me to listen to your girl problems if you dont wann listen to mine. Stupid Ein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Í dream everyday. Dream something which can never happen. Now is reality. Touch me im real. But you never realise it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-282173372655467893?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/282173372655467893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-best-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/282173372655467893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/282173372655467893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-best-of-week.html' title='not the best of week.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8589814586026456948</id><published>2009-10-18T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:55:58.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>Awesome day.</title><content type='html'>Okeyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Im sick. Having really bad fever and a very very very sore eye. Not getting better. Awesome!!. Whee~ I got fever because i went to sentosa yesterday. Celebrating shafiq's, aidil and my birthday. haha. I really had fun. Kene sabo. Fuck. I got splat on the face with chocolate fudge cake. But shitts. I didnt take a photo. Darn it. I would look damn funny. hehehee. I look stupid. But it was awesomeeeeeee!. hahahaha. I did a flip and BUSSHHHH in the water. I nearly drown. luckily Shafiq pulled me up. And i did a back flip tak menjadi. haha. Best of timessss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Juppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boncet me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Shafiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01129.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and Aidil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01126-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01126-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres more pictures. Obscene ones. haha. Cant show it!. Its really buruk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangla a lot yesterday. I can see the ocean turning black. I pointed a middle finger at a bangla. Asshole. haha. Okeyy. Im off to bed. My eyes is burning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8589814586026456948?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8589814586026456948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8589814586026456948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8589814586026456948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-day.html' title='Awesome day.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4924333314686120703</id><published>2009-10-15T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:27:18.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass.'/><title type='text'>Ouh damn it.</title><content type='html'>My eyes are swollen and sore. I woke up in the morning like this. Ishh. Cant my life get any worst? I ate alot. I have stomach flu. I shit more then 5 times a day. I dont think is normal. Had my first day period today. Stressed out. I failed one of my subjects. My mp3 and phone is dying soon. I think im celebrating my birthday alone. I fucking cry every night. Nobody cares about me. Im alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctors alone. haha. I wore shades. Wth. ahha. I got an infection on my left eye. The doctor says i cant touch my eye. *Touch touch touch. haha. Let me be blind. Its better. Im already blind. I cant see the real world. I cant see the person whom i destined to be with. Well i guess its not the right time. Obviously. haha. Missing someone. Pffftts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you care. Asshole. Yes you. Fucktard. I hate you. Go and suck balls. Like i care. Dumbass. Pffftts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinch me. Im one-eyed. Who gives a fuck? No one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4924333314686120703?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4924333314686120703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/ouh-damn-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4924333314686120703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4924333314686120703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/ouh-damn-it.html' title='Ouh damn it.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-991062047381447242</id><published>2009-10-12T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:52:27.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><title type='text'>... crying</title><content type='html'>Im down. Im on the floor with my blanket. Cold. Shivering. Crying. This is the end. I dont want this to end but. ..... Im sorry...(crying). Why? agh. I cant just forget you like that. Agh. I feel theres no hope. Evrey night. I think. The way i treated you. I really do care. I care so much. I wont cry for you every night. I feel hurt. It hurts so much. It ended this way. I didnt want this to happen. Agh. I cant stop crying. Why? Because i love you deeply. I love you deeply.Im sorry. Im really am. ....... You promised. That thing. Its a mistake. Im breaking down. I dont wanna leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;I SAID&lt;br /&gt;seriously lisa&lt;br /&gt;get out of my life&lt;br /&gt;kalau tk paham kan&lt;br /&gt;lagi baik tkya bobal teros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but seeing this. I drop a tear. Then tears. Then my heart aches. Then i start to cry more. Why? I guess my feelings are too deep. You mean so much to me. I guess you never even realised it. Agh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get out of your life. I deleted you in msn,facebok and tagged. And so as your number. I know that you wont text or call me anymore so mind as well just delete you off. Thats what you wanted. You want me to get out of your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smell,&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Your huggs,&lt;br /&gt;And our lame chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First meet up.&lt;br /&gt;I can never forget that smile. When you kissed my hand. (crying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harbourfront.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings grew more. I can never forget that moment we had together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anberlin.&lt;br /&gt;One of my greatest moments of my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt bare to leave you. One eyed. I cried before i go off. You wiped my tears. You kissed my forehead and that made me really .... words cant really describe how i feel. Agh. I hold your hand. I feed you. You liked Lady Gaga more then me. (: It was a awesome day. Smelling you. I miss that. Alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats next.&lt;br /&gt;But what i know, you wont be there for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you still miss me?&lt;br /&gt;Will you still love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess theres no answer to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-991062047381447242?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/991062047381447242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/crying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/991062047381447242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/991062047381447242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/crying.html' title='... crying'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3909084538633855358</id><published>2009-10-10T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:35:56.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness and Happiness(:'/><title type='text'>What a dayy,,</title><content type='html'>Well, i slept at 6am and woke up at 8am. Wake up early to go to Johor for raya. Visit my aunt and open house. Im tired. But i cant sleep. Coffee doesnt help somehow. Maybe a call from someone. Someone i really need to talk to now. Call me you. I wanna talk about some stuffs. To settle it out. M.I.A is stupid. Yes i know. Im stupid. Yes i know. Haiss. Okeyy!. Now lets talk about my lame trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up not feeling that sleepy. When i reach woodlands with my mother to meet her friend, Aunty June with her car. We went off to Johor. As usual, stick that earpiece on my ear and doze off. Haha. My mom woke me up when we reach custom. To let them see my gorgeous face. Check passport lerr. haha. My face steam steam then i guess the guy steam also. Ermmm. okeyyyy... hahahaha! I slept the whole journey. I cant be bothered to look outside the window and see the world. Its nothing to me now. I dont feel happy. Im just pretending. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached my aunty's house at ermm.. Skudai. I think. haha. Erm.. nevermind. Reached and chilled. Watched teebee and chatted with her anak. Shes 6 years old and she talks alot. I mean shes speaking malay, and im dumb at it. Half of the convo i was asking my aunty was she meant. haha. Maizurah (the kid) said berlagak. I was like, ermm.. ape tu Aunty June? She say action la gitu. Then i  was like OH. haha. Okeyyy. Nevermind that. I ate like a pig today. I ate alot. Like damn alot. WOW. haha. I have a fat tummy and i dont fucking care!. HAHAHAHA XD Your pasal la if you dont like me. HMPH!. haha. Berlagak seyy lisa. TEEHEEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01978.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01978.jpg" border="0" alt="Fat chic."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up. Then take picture. Random la deyy!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01991.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01991.jpg" border="0" alt="TEEHEEE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the open house. Finding the place ah! Fuyohh! Very pening. haha. Aunty June drove around the lorong to find the house. We were rounding at Belimis where we suppose to find Undan. Haha. Well we found the house in the end. ishh. It took 30 minutes. I checked. haha. When we reached, the first thing i saw was the food. OMG!. SATAY LA SEYYYYY!. SEDAPPP(: I ate like i never eat for 3 days. HAHA! So niceee la. hehehe. I ate rice with rendang,sambal goreng,mee hoon goreng and some sayur i dont know. And alottt of satayy!. haha. FAT FAT FAT. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to Angsana. I didnt shop. Im already broke. ishhh. All my money gone!. hehe Well, on the way to Angsana i saw this sign. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01996.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01996.jpg" border="0" alt="Muthuthambi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says Dato Muthuthambi. haha. Okeyy. I find it funny. Suits you. If you dont find it funny then fine argh. haha. Well, we reached and saw alot of mat malaysia. Tak attactive seyy. haha. Tapi i saw this apek hot. HAHA XD. jUST KIDDNG. hehe. The most amazing part was. I saw a few dozen of DUCKS! so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01997.jpg" border="0" alt="Dougieeesss(:"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE DUCKS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC02001.jpg" border="0" alt="Old Grandpa Rabbit"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is you. Whoever is reading my blog. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired walking around. Then we chilled and eat. haha. Coffee!. So nice(: haha. Im addicted to coffee, shut up. haha. Then after that we head home. I slept in the car again. Like seriuosly, coffee doesnt help. Or is it me? haha. Im weird. I  just cant ride on a car or bus or train or anything which has wheels. Im gonna sleep on it. haha. But i wont sleep when im on a bike. Im gonna scream instead. haha!. Hate motorcycles. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry you. &lt;br /&gt;I think about you.&lt;br /&gt;I care for you. Dont you see it?&lt;br /&gt;Im just..hais..&lt;br /&gt;I cant say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3909084538633855358?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3909084538633855358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-dayy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3909084538633855358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3909084538633855358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-dayy.html' title='What a dayy,,'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3172084950124340630</id><published>2009-10-09T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:06:14.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Strong Lisa'/><title type='text'>Leave me, im scared.</title><content type='html'>Im thinking. M.I.A-ing. Yes. Im doing it. Im m.i.a-ing to all the guys i date. The only person im with now is my beloved adam. Hes been there for me everyday. Every night he will be there, on the phone with me. He doesnt realise it. But it meant alot to me. I share my problems to him and he will be there annoy me -___-. Well, it makes me feel better. I do not know why. haha. By seeing him smile and making me laugh. Its really something that i cant describe. Its like old times. But yeah. We are friends (: ermm.. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been wierd and scary. Im avoiding it. Im terribly scared. Like i can feel your presences. Ishh. Im still thinking about that day. OMG. What i've been through. Its just unforgetable. Im sorry. You're just not my type. Its just too wrong. Between him and me and her and you and now. Its just too much. Okeyy, i dont think you guys understand that part. haha!. Nevermind. TEEHEE!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you never called or texted me. I guess that you moved on with her. (:&lt;br /&gt;You were never there for me when i need you.&lt;br /&gt;Empty promises yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;I dont take that promise in mind. I heard you. And now you're gone without a trace. Im gone in your life. Since im just a girl who had feelings for you and you pushed me away. And ask me not to wait for you. Then fine. I wont (:&lt;br /&gt;Leave me and forget me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush me like a paper and throw me away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3172084950124340630?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3172084950124340630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/leave-me-im-scared_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3172084950124340630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3172084950124340630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/leave-me-im-scared_09.html' title='Leave me, im scared.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6091439535500320144</id><published>2009-10-06T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:50:57.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01475.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="blueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, new blog skin?. Can see my blog?. I had a lot of complains. So to shut it, i changed skin. Thanks to my beloved Sewiee (: I dont know how to change skin. So i asked her. Thanksss!. Okeyy,i know i kental -__- nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never go out today. Cancel my plans(: I dont wanna make the same mistake again. So its better off i get out of it and stay at home and be a good girl and multi-task. Haha. I will be on Facebook,Tagged,Purevolume,Youtube,Blogger,msn. And i will be texting,on the phone and eating. Ishhh. My routine. If im at grandmama's house,i will be watching tv,texting and on the phone. Busy? I dont find it busy. It s a everyday thing. haha. Okeyy. Bored ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ask you a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Am i fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I grew 2 kg heavier. I feel that im fat. haha. But i dont really care if im fat. Fuck it. You wanna find skinny girls? GO LA. Lady Gaga better then me per. She hotter then me. Well obviously. And shes tall and have big boobs and she sing a song called paparazzi. Haha. I sing a song called stalker. Okeyy whatever. Ishh. Nak Lady Gaga je. I want William Beckett la. Oliver sykes da over. So i want William Beckett now. See if i can find one. haha. Fat hopess. Alaaaa!. Fat. Im fat. :( Whatever la. Love me for who i am. You want Lady Gaga, go la. BLUEKKKKK! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Asswipe!. I need to go to school tomorrow. Hais, I failed one of my subjects and tomorrow my teacher is going to do revision with me and my other friends who failed to. ASS La. Im looking forward to go to school nex week not tomorrow! Ishhhhh. Sucks :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know, every night. I cry.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask why. I dont even know the bloody answer. Im weird. I think i think too much. I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, i miss someone. I wish i could take care of him. So sad and worried. Haiss. Nevermind. I pray for him till he gets better (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Miss you so much! ♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6091439535500320144?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6091439535500320144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6091439535500320144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6091439535500320144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheeeee.html' title='Wheeeee~'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-2406134588819740016</id><published>2009-10-03T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:55:17.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fresh Start.'/><title type='text'>Show me where the light is leading.</title><content type='html'>I wanna start a new. Feel new breeze. Start a fresh. My previous post?. Fuck it. Its over. Im pretending that all that is just a story. Its stupid to think about that fucking thing. Im starting new. Im pushing all those problems aside and stick to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im contacting with my 2nd ex now. Been talking to him all the time. I want to stick to him. I mean only him. He knows me well then other guys. He was my true love. My first love. He teached me how to kiss. HAHA XD. He meant the world to me. Eventhough he left me in the first place,I still take it as a break. Like summer break. haha. Im starting a fresh. Im not dating any other guys. Im sticking with my ex. haha. If new guys pun,they are just my friends. No other feelings. No hugs or kisses. just a hand-shake will do. Yes!, i was a slut. I feel that way. But im not anymore.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not paranoid or insecure anymore. I dont care what you think about me. But still, Im a soft hearted and caring person. Even if you're a stranger or i just know you for 5 secs, I still care for you. Im not a revenge type of person. Im a karma will strike back kinda person. OMG. I dont think i made sense. haha. nvrm. I dont get angry easily, i dont beat you up or scold you. I talk and laugh. Thats me. If you think that im a slut or weird, thats your fucking problem. I really dont feel like entertaining these nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4th ex asked me, whats my requirements for a boyfriend? (asshole la he)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot skinny legs. (i know im weird)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Same interest in music, example: hardcore,electrocore bands. (a must)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caring,softhearted and reasonable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has time for me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makes me laugh eventhough he made lame jokes,i will still laugh and make him annoyed. haha! -__-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And mostly, Love me for who i am and be there for me no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just asked for 6 requirements. Not more. haha. But application forms or not available..so too bad. Wait till im ready. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okeyy, done with that.&lt;/p&gt;I still feel guilty inside. For the guys i've hurt. Im sorry. Im really am. 2nd chance? I wont give that, but i'll be your friend till the end(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since im gone in your life. I feel better. This should be forever (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-2406134588819740016?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/2406134588819740016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/show-me-where-light-is-leading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2406134588819740016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2406134588819740016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/10/show-me-where-light-is-leading.html' title='Show me where the light is leading.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4082887948262488912</id><published>2009-09-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:45:54.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>Im patiently waiting.</title><content type='html'>Complications. I hate it. Two faced? I hate those people. This made me confuse. Why cant she be straight forward? I want things to be better. Like the day we first met. When we laid eyes on each other. When you kissed my hand and when you smiled at me. Those i will never forget. I was a paranoid and a insecure bitch. But i was like that for a reason that. I liked you alot. I never wanted you to leave me. But when i decided to leave you because you hated my attitude,you left me. It was a mistake to say that to you. I should change but instead i followed my emotions too much. But you agreed to leave me. But why when you were with her, you never end things? Instead you stayed and be patient with her. I wonder why..The reason i was with wan was because i wanted to forget you. It hurts to see you and her. I waited. But i found out that you were attached. Now you're not and you wont give me a chance. I never treated you as a rebound. After i found out about wan. I realised that i dated a jerk. A liar. An asshole and a mistake. I cant be happy like things. I cant tell you all this straight forward. I will end up breaking down,crying. I will never stop. My feelings towards you are deep. I never forget you. I never erased you in my mind or heart. I do blame myself for leaving you in the first place. It was a mistake. I know you want us to be friends. But i want more than that. This will take time. Im not rushing. I just want you to give me a chance. Thats all i ask for. Even if you're with other girls or some other girl likes you,i dont care. I wont leave. I'll be waiting. Thats my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="281" width="369"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5AEZU6Plkhs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5AEZU6Plkhs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song. I remembered, we sang this song on the phone. Great memories i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End Lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we met&lt;br /&gt;Your face became etched&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the sun&lt;br /&gt;I was the one&lt;br /&gt;Who worshiped you.&lt;br /&gt;My hands were your guns&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes were my muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew you could never love me&lt;br /&gt;I had so much sorrow inside&lt;br /&gt;You could never reach&lt;br /&gt;But can I still keep&lt;br /&gt;A place in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;You promised me the moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;I fell for your dreams. I fell for your lies&lt;br /&gt;There was no other way&lt;br /&gt;You know I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew you could never love me&lt;br /&gt;I had so much sorrow inside&lt;br /&gt;You could never reach&lt;br /&gt;But can I still keep&lt;br /&gt;A place in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I think you know exactly what it is&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to save you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to save you&lt;br /&gt;I set our house on fire&lt;br /&gt;To watch it burn&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't just leave you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew you could never love me&lt;br /&gt;I had so much sorrow inside&lt;br /&gt;You could never reach&lt;br /&gt;But I'll ask you this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Will you still miss me?&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planes fill the sky&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;Hands from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Swat us away like flies&lt;br /&gt;As we follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planes fill the sky&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;Hands from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Swat us away like flies&lt;br /&gt;As we follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;We'll both die tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swat us away like flies&lt;br /&gt;(We'll both die tonight)&lt;br /&gt;As we follow the light&lt;br /&gt;(As we follow the light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This union, a battle fought and lost&lt;br /&gt;This union was not about the cause&lt;br /&gt;This union was never about love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you see those blanks? I would want a miracle to happen. If you say those words. I will cry in happiness as i feel that you are there for me. And i will feel loved by a person whom i love so much. Anberlin was something. I would want that to happen again. If you let me in again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im patiently waiting. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4082887948262488912?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4082887948262488912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-patiently-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4082887948262488912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4082887948262488912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-patiently-waiting.html' title='Im patiently waiting.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6234233219163951187</id><published>2009-09-26T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:43:00.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>Blah blah blah..</title><content type='html'>hahahaha. I wanna tell you something. About this band. So cute. This band reminds me of Power Rangers. I do not Know Why. I think its because of their band name, &lt;strong&gt;Family Force 5&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. Cute kan. This band has been around since 2007. Their New album is up. Go check it out if you like them. I just find them interesting. The way they are. And thier music are awesome. I find them cool. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a song i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jnofIBBZfPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/jnofIBBZfPY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their song from thier new album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5cJIvC6AAkc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5cJIvC6AAkc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like power ranger kan?. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okeyy im wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this week boring la. Damn bored.Go raya with my parents. Its boring. Damn bored. Like the world is getting boring. Like damn boring. I wanna be alone and sit at the side and sob.&lt;br /&gt;Okeyy. i sound emo. fuck. Im not. Ishh. Hate emo. I dont feel like its a concept.&lt;br /&gt;Emo is like the most eeeww of the concept of cutting yourslef and feeling stupid. haha. okeyy thats lame. But come on!. emo is soo last 2 years. I think. I hear emotional somgs, jiwang argh babe!. haha. i hear those songs for emergency. You know those sad moments and you feel like crying. haha. Yeah. Those moments. I hear jiwang&lt;br /&gt;songs. haha. Im universal. I hear all types. I hear dangdut you know. haha. Shiok la babe. haha. So those lame and hipper moments. Okeyy...&lt;br /&gt;Im being damn weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair!. haha. i wanted to surprice my friends. But i guess they know now. I dont know. haha. Sunny is the first person to see my hair. He say it looks nice. Alaaa. He everything nice la. Ape tak nice? i dont know. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting fat. I get that alot. From everyone. Especially that asshole. So irritating. But i know myself la. I am getting fat. I cant even fit a size 36.. -___-&lt;br /&gt;OMG la. I went shopping with my mother. Wanna try this nice skirt. Then i cant fit in it. WTH!. So sad. Last piece.Ishh..70% sale. Of course la no more stock. haiss...&lt;br /&gt;I need to shop!!.&lt;br /&gt;Next week la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not my fault i like to spend too much.&lt;br /&gt;I just like to waste my money. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;skirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baggy pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;skate shoe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girl bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;high heels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and something for sunny(:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. Thats all. Its not that much. 6 things je. hehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okeyy la. Its like 4:41am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant sleep. So i blog crap stuffs which doesnt even make any sense. Fucktard (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okeyy im done making you guys bored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TEEHEEEE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6234233219163951187?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6234233219163951187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6234233219163951187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6234233219163951187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah blah..'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-5325875156557086243</id><published>2009-09-23T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:23:00.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitss'/><title type='text'>In my fucking mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is in my fucking mind. People who talk bad about people behind thier backs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it all. Like come on la. What the fuck did he ever do to you. He did something that you dont like? you envy him? he has an attitude? he said cb to you then you not happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have a problem. Say it infront ah. Why? scared? Fuck you argh scared!. You not happy? Come here talk to me. Tell me what you say about him. I'll be reasonable to you. Because of you fucktards hes leaving me. Happy argh now? You guys what me to leave him so much. HAPPY? Im not happy. Not fucking happy at all. From here i see, i see cowards and assholes. You guys are bloody idiots. Wanna spam my blog? I make a new one. Fucker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you feel if people talk bad behind your backs and never tell about what they say about you? do you feel mad? you getting what i say or not? Understand my english? Or my english sucks? You feel mad right? precisely la. im stupid to answer my own question but its true. You're gotta be angry. If not, then i think you have no feelings. Seriously. I feel so angry inside. How could you say such stuffs about him? Tell me what you're not happy about. Then i know. If you never tell either me or him..we are gonna fall apart. I dont want that to happen. I love him alot and say whatever you wanna say, i wont leave him. I know him well enough,eventhough its only nearly a month. I trust him and hes trying to trust me. I dont want this relationship to end. I wanna be happy. You dont want me to be happy? If you dont even know me. At least make a human happy. Tell me what you say about him. I wanna know. I wanna know the truth. You're making our relationship tumbling down. Going down slowly but heart-breaking.  Like seriously. Dont do this. Its evil, cruel. Im begging you. HEI!! Listening or not?! Im begging mother fucker. Im begging you to tell me and leave him alone.  Get it? sheeeessshhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont think you say like that, you think you're so highy. Like big fuck argh.  its dumb okeyy. I hate people like that. Think highly of yourself. We have different paths to walk to. Everyone is different. You say hes like that and that and that and all. What do you think about yourself?. Do you think you're all that good? Im not saying you're ugly or down right dumb. Im saying are you better or good enough in everyones eyes? People stare at you. People stare at everyone they see. Ade mate,tengok la. Its Singapore. Singapore is a kiasu and talked about people backs place. They confirm talk about you,doesnt mean you gotta spread it right? Im right. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want you people to make this worst. To the people who say bad about him. If tak then jangan terase la. I really what me and him to be happy. Theres always a problem after another. I want this to end. Please. Dont do this. Care for the people around you. Eventhough you dont fucking know that human, you should be concern. Be concern about peoples feelings. They are people, not aliens. So yeah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop this crap and move your ass away from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me if you're not happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not going away soon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you will be forced from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you. Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-5325875156557086243?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/5325875156557086243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-my-fucking-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5325875156557086243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5325875156557086243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-my-fucking-mind.html' title='In my fucking mind.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8685964987655083981</id><published>2009-09-20T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:32:24.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>The Only Way That I Know How you Feel.</title><content type='html'>Firstly i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wondering for this past days. Wait. Months. I never change. Im still the same Lisa. The one who falls in love easily and made wrong decisions. I wanna make it right. Why cant you help me? . I just lost my chance in you. And now you have something to think about. Well, thats your choice. I tried my best. I did show my love towards you, sincerly. Theres so many things you dont know about me. You never ask. The only thing you do is make me sad and mad. I know you dont wanna hurt me. But why? why you do this to me? I did wrong. Im sorry. I never mean to. Your not being reasonable. Being jealous for the wrong reasons. I wanna make this happen. You gotta trust me. Im sorry okey. So sorry. If you ever think that im using you and making that you are nothing to me, thats stupid. Im not. I love you for who you are. I dont wanna make this difficult. You wanna leave me so much?. Well, i guess i wont let you do that. You can call me spoilt, irritating, stubborn and wadever. I wont let you leave me. I pushed all my past behind. For you. What?? I know im stupid. Stupid kan to fall in love like this. You say that im nothing. I 've been through heart aches and bad hair days and mostly crying at night. All because of the way you treat me. Cruel? I may say that. Curse me, call me names, say bad stuffs. Say all you want. I dont care. The way you said I Love You. It still lingers in my mind. You rarely say that to me. I Love You. I dont even know if you meean it. You say it does. But you wanna leave me. Why? I did a mistake. Im sorry. What else am i going to say? Say your last decision. I wanna know truely, if you say.... i wont regret loving you .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted you to talk to me. Why must you say such things?Why cant i go out with him. His human. Not shamefull. I thought you were a friend. Not even telling me the right thing. I hear lies and bad talking around me. Why? Why must you all do this to me?. Did i do wrong? Stop it. I dont wanna hear all this crap. I wanna be happy. Happy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever this things happens in future again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could die standing. I will never come back and love someone else, I lost him. Im a loser for not realizing. And you're a loser for not telling. 1 second of a magical moment gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna love someone else other then you. Remember that sunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8685964987655083981?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8685964987655083981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-way-that-i-know-how-you-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8685964987655083981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8685964987655083981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-way-that-i-know-how-you-feel.html' title='The Only Way That I Know How you Feel.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4132831272914293634</id><published>2009-09-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T08:15:01.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>ARGGHHH. -___-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel this year raye sucks. I dont feel meriah. haha. I dont feel the love or anything. Its so boring. Really dont feel like celebrating. I feel like slacking at home. More fun. Eat,sleep,watch tv. Or i go out with my ass boyfriend better. hahaha. (: If i go my cousins house,i will be smiling widely and eat thier food and wait for my ka-chingg!!!.  hehehe. im aiming for more money. haha. Tak tao malu la me. I wanna buy new phone and something for my boyfriend. haha. If he read this than too bad la. No surprise. haha. I wanna buy new bag. I lost my beg. I know its somewhere in my room. But my room terlalu messy. Cannot find. haha. Mind as weel, buy new one la. hehehe. Must go shopping soon(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 weeks of holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am i gonna do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slack and go out. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go out with you of course sunny. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No way... wait till im forced to and when i really need it. Hate working. sucks you know. pfts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im getting fatter. Like seriously, puase pun tak gune. haha. But i feel abit lighter. But alaaa. Abit je. Like no difference. haha. I eat alot. So yeahh.  teeehee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the most boring post ever. I wanna post but i cant think of anything fun to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUH YAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Sunny's bdae yesterday. We had fun taking pictures and stuffs. He haven't send me yet. When i get it i post yeahhss. haha. Btw, i feel G-Force is a boring movie. ahaha. But they are cute la. But i find it boring. Wanted to watch I Love You Beth Cooper. But too late. haha. So cannot la. Hais. Nevermind. There will be other days. Other fun movies. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haisss.. so troubled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4132831272914293634?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4132831272914293634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/argghhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4132831272914293634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4132831272914293634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/argghhh.html' title='ARGGHHH. -___-'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-1828047888902996700</id><published>2009-09-15T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:38:39.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>What i mean to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img-thingCA3LYDPL.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/img-thingCA3LYDPL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I could have just one wish,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with anyone other than you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-1828047888902996700?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/1828047888902996700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-mean-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/1828047888902996700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/1828047888902996700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-mean-to-you.html' title='What i mean to you?'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-5550303751594816574</id><published>2009-09-14T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:20:33.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Happy(:'/><title type='text'>WHHHHEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Awesome day today. Had a blast in class. Slack around. haha. Takde keje. haha. Took funny pictures. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;My idoitic face. Qushy nye pasal la. Her i-touch made my face look like an alien. Sape entah ajar. Syafiee la tu. Bought her i-touch for her. haha. But its damn funny la. My muke mintak kene sepak. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Look of a living alien.. Beware. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01538.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was an awesome day with my sayang today. Went to Khatib. At the BottleTree Park. Very hottt!. haha. Like burning hot. haha. Lisaisonfire meets Sunny. Mesti la. haha. Merepek. haha. He drew a picture. Some dude. haha. Okeyy la. He draw nicer then me. I suck abit. hehehe. Abit ajer.. not that much. haha. We slacked there and laughed our ass offs. I cannot hear him laugh. So funnyyy XD . HAHA!!. If you get to hear that you shouold know how i feel. Asshole la he. hehe. Seeing the sunset. Really nice. Got to hug him. Really Love him alot. He sould know that. If tak mintak kene debik from me la. cb. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01571.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01563.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa Heart Sunny Very Very Much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-5550303751594816574?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/5550303751594816574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/whhhheee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5550303751594816574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5550303751594816574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/whhhheee.html' title='WHHHHEEE!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-9143340822657539103</id><published>2009-09-10T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:16:36.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Light And Shinning Armor.'/><title type='text'>Lisa Heart Sunny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=002I050RK3a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/002I050RK3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THIS ASSHOLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im saying the truth. If ever a lie. What will i get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Trust is something you have to have in a relationship. If you really think i would ever leave you then you are wrong. I dont care how you look like. Like seriously, even if you have one eye or even botak. I wont run away. I love you for who you are. Dont be like this to me. Crying is hard. It hurts. I know you hurt me a billion times. But im patient. Im totally patient with you. Please dear, dont be like this. I love you. Im leaving my other past days  just to be with you. Im here for you. I will take care of myself. I will listen to you. And i will not dissapoint you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still dont trust me?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please syg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-9143340822657539103?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/9143340822657539103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/lisa-heart-sunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/9143340822657539103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/9143340822657539103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/lisa-heart-sunny.html' title='Lisa Heart Sunny.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6431330925757858906</id><published>2009-09-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:55:38.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>Im glad that i found you.</title><content type='html'>*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dream&lt;br /&gt;by Edna St. Vincent Millay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, if I weep it will not matter,&lt;br /&gt;And if you laugh I shall not care;&lt;br /&gt;Foolish am I to think about it,&lt;br /&gt;But it is good to feel you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking,&lt;br /&gt;White and awful the moonlight reached&lt;br /&gt;Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There was a shutter loose- it screeched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swung in the wind- and no wind blowing-&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid and turned to you,&lt;br /&gt;Put out my hand to you for comfort-&lt;br /&gt;And you were gone!  Cold as the dew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my hand the moonlight lay!&lt;br /&gt;Love, if you laugh I shall not care,&lt;br /&gt;But if I weep it will not matter-&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it is good to feel you there.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeyy.. Today was my test. My B.E.G test. The real one. hahaha. I look more casual. Not really like a sex teacher like before. ishhh. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00952.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i look like one? haha. you be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are more pictures. More picturesssss!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00951.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00951.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00956.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00954.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00973.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00973.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00960.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00960.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00950.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00950.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00949.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC00949.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009860.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks up* the one on your right our boss. haha. macam paham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009839.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009861.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009861.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009842.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009842.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009841.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009841.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009840.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009840.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=08092009832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/08092009832.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01530.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01528.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01528.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01527.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. fheeeewww!&lt;br /&gt;banyak pe. okeyy. My exams starting. So i dont know why. Im too lazy to study. But i have to. Forcing myself to. hehe. Seriously, today was damn fun. haha. Dressing up. Taking random pictures. And acheing feet. I have bad blisters on my foot. Plasters all over. Im using my G.I Joe plaster. haha. Shessh. Stupid shoes. Tak gigit kasut. I dont think it makes sense la. haha. okeyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blank. &lt;br /&gt;Chatting with someone. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Having fun. &lt;br /&gt;Till the next post la. &lt;br /&gt;Nak chat chat. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6431330925757858906?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6431330925757858906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-glad-that-i-found-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6431330925757858906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6431330925757858906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-glad-that-i-found-you.html' title='Im glad that i found you.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8195871298521601185</id><published>2009-09-04T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:02:33.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness and Happiness(:'/><title type='text'>Pureness and Pride(:</title><content type='html'>I watched this movie about this sad girl named Tess. Its bascially about this girl's life living in sorrows. Its really sad. I cried. The movie is called &lt;strong&gt;Tess Of The D'Urbervilles&lt;/strong&gt;. Awesome movie. Its Literature acually. I was in love with literature when i was in secondary school. I dont think anyone knows that except for my bestfriend Dada(: I did pass my Lit exam for my N'Levels. haha. I got 5. Its pathetic but the exam was damn difficult la. I tried my best. In my secondary school life,the library was my hang out place. I would be in the Friction Section finding poetry books. I love to read them. Its really fasinating and interesting. The way the poets say out those words and their feelings. How they felt. I made some poetry, Romantic Poetry. It warms my heart. But somehow i feel sad. Thinking about the past. hais. Its enough alright. No more(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of that, just now my school had a feild trip to Pasir Laba Camp. Some educational stuffs about NS Men and stuffs. haha. I dont really pay attention. Malas. haha. Suddenly hujan just now. So we were like trap at this place. everyone was there. There was Northlight Secondary and Ite Bishan and some other Ite's. So random la. Ask numbers. Kental. -___- Bodoh nye bangla. Assholes. I really hate some people who are so mean and irritaing. Mintak kene slap!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are the photos(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01511.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01511.jpg" border="0" alt="peace yo'lll"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01509.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01509.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01508.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01508.jpg" border="0" alt="crap!. step hip hop. hahaha"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01513.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01513.jpg" border="0" alt="Grrr!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ite friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01517.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa and yuz"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01521.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa and ira"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01523.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa and faeza"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01524.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa and mira"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe. Awesome day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I Love Thee? By: Elizabeth Barrett Browning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height&lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the level of everyday's&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. &lt;br /&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; &lt;br /&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use&lt;br /&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose, &lt;br /&gt;I shall but love thee better after death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8195871298521601185?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8195871298521601185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/pureness-and-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8195871298521601185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8195871298521601185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/pureness-and-pride.html' title='Pureness and Pride(:'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3500143643688864267</id><published>2009-09-03T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:08:33.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>Theres a party in your bedroom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/nA6Mr23KPaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/nA6Mr23KPaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build me up! Buttercup baybehh. Buttercup don't break my heart!.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to my Darling Dougie Lee Poynter from Mcfly. &lt;br /&gt;Pandai pandai cari la. The guy with the left piercing. Do not try to steel him. Hes mine!. haha. I wanna blog about today but macam malas. Post video better. Yerla, I have some stalkers. hehehe. You kpo ehk. Go away. Shooo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/AGRWxoJtQP0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/AGRWxoJtQP0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kisss me!!!!! Ish dont want to kiss you readers. Kiss my duck better. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;All time favourite. haha. I'm like in love again with all the old songs. I know im lame. (:&lt;br /&gt;My friend was like stop with the Fuckface. -____-&lt;br /&gt;haha. -_________________________________________- Bluekk!&lt;br /&gt;okeyy, theres no link to that. -_- teeehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey..well,im kinda pissed. My msn wont work. Troubleshoot. I get really dumb when im using the computer. Im saying this trully. haha. I dont know how to use it well. I know how to spoil it je. haha. I remember my last computer. Kecian. Kene virus. haha. And its all my fault. This computer is going to be my next victim. haha. Saying my last goodbyes to my computer before it dies. haha. Im so random today. ishhhh. Okeyy la. Its like 6 in the morning now. After sahur than online. haha. I wanna bathe and go to school now(: And why am i telling this?&lt;br /&gt;Oh meee goosh. So random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring you sexyback! O.o?????!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3500143643688864267?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3500143643688864267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-party-in-your-bedroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3500143643688864267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3500143643688864267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-party-in-your-bedroom.html' title='Theres a party in your bedroom!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6607575679169361603</id><published>2009-09-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:22:02.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, if you see my blog like macam kene cut, than i dont know. I see it okeyy je. I dont know whats the problem. haha. Maybe its your computer or something. i dont know. Okeyy forget it. The reason im changing my link and all its because im running away. Running away from you. Yes you, you asshole. My ass 1 week lover. Wtf. I can talk to you on the phone and text you. But i dont wish to see you face to face. Im gonna slap or kick your dick. Like seriously. You say that you miss me, you say that you wish you could pinch me again. Wth!. You have her. Now you said this to me. This is stupidity. You are so being an ass. I dont know why i fell in love with you in the first place. Wasted. -___- Asshole. If you got to read this. Than its obvious that you know how i feel. I will never accept your apologies. You keep saying that you're sorry, but acually you're not. I think you're glad that you are over with me. And moving on with some other girl. Some other girl you can pinch,laugh,cuddle with. :( Im still upset about this. Im trying my best to stop thinking about you. But like wtf la. Stop calling me!! Stop showing your face on my facebook! Stop making me cry and pleaseeeeeeee stop making me think. like wtf laa!!!!. arghhhhh -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why guys like to do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Hurting me fun ehk?&lt;br /&gt;Like im an alien. No feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I only have 3 fingers and im green so you do this to me la.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM NOT AN ALIEN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM A FUCKING HUMAN BEING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one. Do this to me. &lt;br /&gt;I had enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, okeyyy..BayBeats was awesome(: Moshed,Hardcore dancing. OMG!. Bruises on my hands and body aches. haha. A good way to release stress. haha. Punched some dudes and dudettes. haha. So funny. But end up, that Sunday made me wonder. Why Why Why???. Nevermind la. Its just a one second thing. It was magical. Thank you so much for making me feel stupid(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, no more working hours for me!. Overrrrrr. Done!. haha. No more sorrows. haha. My time now is to have fun and study. I cant work. Working time for me is when im done studying and lazy to have fun. My mother said..'cha-cha nie terlalu manje, tak boleh kene sikit,kene marah dengan manager abeh nangis.' Well, i am. So yeahh. Im not a mature person. Not yet i guess. Im still living in Kiddy Land. -___-&lt;br /&gt;I know myself well. So yeahh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish ish ish. Am i worthless? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6607575679169361603?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6607575679169361603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6607575679169361603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6607575679169361603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6512639471994487024</id><published>2009-08-25T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:02:27.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/dFYRNg2IG00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/dFYRNg2IG00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Romantic Tragedy-The worst part is waking up&lt;br /&gt;Awesome band!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6512639471994487024?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6512639471994487024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6512639471994487024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6512639471994487024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7831985812065250</id><published>2009-08-25T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:52:14.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU CAN SUCK OLIVER SYKES DICK YOU WORTHLESS PIG(:'/><title type='text'>what you've become.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1748.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1748.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my B.E.G lesson( Basics Of Ethical Grooming) We need to bring our formal clothes. Its a preview test. The real test i dont know when. Hahaha. Tak pay attention. I think its soon la. haha. Well, my friends were like. OMG. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: do i look like a sex teacher?&lt;br /&gt;my friends: hahahahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;faeza: you look more like a porn star.&lt;br /&gt;me: wtf!&lt;br /&gt;me: * stares at the mirror*&lt;br /&gt;me:a'ah la. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Like seriously, so wierd seyy. First time i wear formal. haha. I look so slutty. Gotta change my outfit. haha. Shopping again!! haha. ajak my sayang go shopping. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow working!. ass. I have to be patient, Just two more days. Than its over!. Than i will be free! haha. I have to concerntrate in my studies and get high G.P.A and go to higher nitec. Hais. Gotta be alert and stop thinking about other stuff! Since today, i realise something. Something than i've been wondering the whole time. And i got the answer. I've let myself go and discover people. Discover different types of humans. Like good behaved guys and assholes. Like someone i know(:&lt;br /&gt;hah!. Like what am i thinking? going out with that type of guy. Hes useless,idiotic,typical and proud. Thats how i think about him. A low life dude i should say. &lt;strong&gt;ASSHOLE&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, i am so over him. Moving on my happy life(: Waiting for the right day. hahaha. No, i dont like revenge. But karma will strike. It happens(: hahaha. I did love you. But i guess im just a girl you cannot handle. Kental. Nevermind. Lets just see how it goes. As time goes by. I've been crying and thinking. Now its like over la. Go and have fun with your new girl okeyy. Hope that you wil be happy with her(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;The hate i had towards you grew thicker.&lt;br /&gt;But i realise that you are nothing.&lt;br /&gt;You are just a piece of paper that i could throw away.&lt;br /&gt;Far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Remember this. &lt;br /&gt;You are worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa hates ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7831985812065250?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7831985812065250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-youve-become.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7831985812065250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7831985812065250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-youve-become.html' title='what you&apos;ve become.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8172968199445696941</id><published>2009-08-22T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:08:13.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitss'/><title type='text'>shitss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01300.jpg" border="0" alt="reach out"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you did is stupid and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;what i do is basically more stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so the moral of this is to.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welllllllllllllllll!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story about my ass job. (:&lt;br /&gt;My first day like shit, and so as my second and today third. Seriously i wanna quit. But next week baru boleh. 1 week notice. Hias, today it was okey la. That butch manager of mine takde. Perangai like ass. Mintak kene straightkn seyy die. Fuck!. She likes to scole people. Bukan nak encourage or give positive words to people. She always say. 'are you retarded or stupid?. this is common sense.' wtf. Seriously, i feel like punching her. But puase kan? so kene sabar. asswipe. I really need to learn to be patient. Patient with everything that happen to me. Even things that is a simple as waiting for the bus. haha. The purpose of me having a job is to have fun, get paid, make friends and learn new experiences. But i got scoled, cried and body aches. I did make friends. My colleagues are awesome accept for that butch. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I met a new colleague just now. Hes awesome la. We break fast together. Me and him je sorang malay. Yang lain Chinese and Filiphine. Atleast ade teman seyy. Im happy enough. Tomorrow working again. They are so killing my weekends. Kene pakse keje. faggot. -_- haiss. suckss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about my beloved ex.&lt;br /&gt;Miss him alot. He send me a letter. (:&lt;br /&gt;(sob sob sob)&lt;br /&gt;4 November 2009(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my awesome bestfriend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry i let you down and never listen to you. Im trying to learn my mistakes. I know i fall in love easily. And its stupid. I dont know now. Things are different. I wanna make my own decisons. I love you so mush my bestfriend. I never used you. I know you are always there for me. i appreciate it alot. Dont be mad. please. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8172968199445696941?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8172968199445696941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/shitss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8172968199445696941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8172968199445696941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/shitss.html' title='shitss'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8162348846357017310</id><published>2009-08-17T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:26:51.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass.'/><title type='text'>what the hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01430.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01430.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me find a way to survive this madness.&lt;br /&gt;Help me release my stress.&lt;br /&gt;Help me find my way out.&lt;br /&gt;And help me discover you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeyy, i don't want to be emo. Its stupid. I think too much. Terok tao. Later my period comes twice a month. Which is happening now. Like wth. haha. *rubbing my tummy*. Im so getting fatter. Im serious. I eat 5 times a day Or even more. haha. Wheni stress or think too much, i intend to eat alot. I need to lose this habit of mine. Its bad la. Later if im obese,my boyfriend will run away from me and find a new hot girl. Lisa da fat nanti tak hot. HAHAHA. Macam paham. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody say YEAHHHHH!!! *creek creek*&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;Well, i got a job!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Im not telling you what job i get. Im keeping it to myself. Some of my friends je tao. Later you guys ask for me for discount. haha. Cannot tao. Im starting work tomorrow. Finnish my school than off to work. But like wth la!. I start school at 1pm than finnish at 3pm. Puas hati takya pergi skola kn?. haiiyoo. My school so far la. 2 hours of shit. Im not even paying attention in either of the lessons. hehe. I just come for my attendance. 100% tao. haha. I sleep and talk crap in class. Thats all. Okeyy.. I do study sometimes. See my mood. hehe. Mintak kene buang skola seyy lisa. haha. nevermind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting is coming. 22 August 2010. EHK! 2009 LA DEYY. I wish it was next year. Boleh postoned ehk. haha. I need to puase. I must diet! Or end up people will start calling me, Lisafattyfattyboomboompiggypighippochicken. Okeyy, random.&lt;br /&gt;you know what. Im hungry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heading to the kitchen(:&lt;br /&gt;bye bye((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8162348846357017310?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8162348846357017310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8162348846357017310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8162348846357017310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-hell.html' title='what the hell?'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-5230606541670057863</id><published>2009-08-13T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:16:15.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>sobing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You are feeling particularly emotional today, Scorpio, and it is hitting you like a ton of bricks. It may feel impossible to get this person off your mind, but you are going about it the right way by keeping busy. Don't focus on the bigger picture right now, or even the bigger feelings at play. You've done the work, and put it all out there, now is a time for patience. Remember that you get what you put out, so feeling despondent will do you no good. Waiting this one out is going to pay off ten fold in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. my mistake and yours too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-5230606541670057863?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/5230606541670057863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/sobing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5230606541670057863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5230606541670057863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/sobing.html' title='sobing'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-2440210850345496839</id><published>2009-08-13T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:14:48.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=lisalovesshalihin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/lisalovesshalihin.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa loves shalihin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 August 2009(:&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome days. Happy thoughts and memories.&lt;br /&gt;smiles.!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing something just now. I dont wanna tell you because its a bad thing. haha. I really cant believe it!. So many things are so related!. Like seriously. I cant believe it. When i saw it. My mouth was like hanging. Mintak lalat masuk je. OMG! O.o im still in shock. WOW. .... GOSH!. Singapore is damn small. One little red dot. One tiny cute little red hot dot. haha. Wierd moments man. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to post now. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. How about i tell you what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;ermm. &lt;br /&gt;-slept in class. &lt;br /&gt;-talk crap with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;-do work.&lt;br /&gt;-daydream.&lt;br /&gt;-text shalihin.&lt;br /&gt;-EAT at lunch(:&lt;br /&gt;-EAT in class!&lt;br /&gt;-go back at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;-meet shalihin.&lt;br /&gt;-send me home. &lt;br /&gt;-eat again.&lt;br /&gt;-online till now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okey lisa. damn random!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. gonna change my blog songs. i think people are complaining because the song is too irritating. haha. but its awesome!. A beautiful lotus is great. !. nvrm. changing soon. haiss.. BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da la. i wanna go off now. i dont know what to post already. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you my random,irritating,sweet,tall,abusive,piggy voice and cute syg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartsss!!!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-2440210850345496839?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/2440210850345496839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2440210850345496839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2440210850345496839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/smiles.html' title='smiles.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6155496293496331321</id><published>2009-08-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:30:27.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Happy(:'/><title type='text'>Aiyohhhh.</title><content type='html'>Bad stomach ache. The cause of orange juice and chicken and keropok and seaweed and sweets and other stuffs. Not from the nenek jual keropok huh. The oheyo crackers barbeque flavour. haha. Very nice(: I ate different types of merepek stuffs today. I really feel like pooping. But FUCK! . Im in school. Hate pooping in school. But i did abit just now. hahahahaha. WTH LISA! TELL PEOPLE YOU SHIT IN SCHOOL! ASS. HAHA!! Bucuk you know!. haha. I have a really bad boo-boo at my index finger. Because someone bit my finger until berdarah. -.- da la gigi besi. Jahat! I cant even type or write properly la. Curse you syg!. haha. Just kidding. Love you always(((: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what!. G.I Joe is fucking awesome!. haha. The movie is action packed and Channing Tatum is damn hottt!. haha. Sorry yus if i stole your guy. haha. He is damn hot la. The movie is like matrix. HAHAHAHA. Like fuyoh!. Macam jakon. like my first time watching an action movie. hahaha. Had an awesome time with my shalihin that day. hahaha. We eat british take away lagi okey ? hehe. sedap babe. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hais..boredom!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class. doing nothing. bored. Suppose to do project but i cant be bothered. haha. Mintak kene maki ngan Faeza. hehehe. Its been awhile since i've online. I've been staying at my grandmas the whole week. So yeahh. Thats the reason why. Anyways theres nothing that i wanna do if im online. I would just be in facebook and blog-hopping. Thats all. I wont be on msn. Lazy(: hehe. While i was typing, Yati pinched my cheeks. hahaha. geram agaknye die. My cheeks are made to be pinched. Anybody cares for a try??. haha. its spongy and firm(: haha. macam lain je... hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREDDDDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUH YAHH!. I wanna watch The Hang-over la.. My friends says its funny. But i wanna watch UP 3D. UP is so cute. haha. The boy mintak kene kiss from me. haha. Lisalisa, i kiss too many people. haa. but i love to kiss my syg more. hahaha. i like to kiss girls. Its not that im a lesbian or anything. Im a bisexual. YEAHHH. AWESOME RIGHT. hahaha. Beware of all girls! hahaha. Just kidding. (: dont be scared of me. im a very nice person(: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im damn bored. So im telling you whatever that pops up in my mind. (staring at my orange juice) Sunkist orange just is very nice(: my favourite. okeyyyy. im being random. haiss..ermm, i like my G.I JOE plaster(: hehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhkkk. i think thats enough of random stuffs for today. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6155496293496331321?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6155496293496331321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/aiyohhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6155496293496331321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6155496293496331321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/aiyohhhh.html' title='Aiyohhhh.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-321747067618456130</id><published>2009-08-06T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:23:07.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>Am i in love?</title><content type='html'>I met this guy. Hes my type of guy. Cute, funny, sweet and he really shows that he loves me. But somehow i feel insecure. Who wont be. ? I've been dumped a billion times. Im used it. YERRLAHH.. Im too nice to people. I KNOW. Just now, when me and him were in the train. (he send to me school) Hes friend waS in the train also. I was cuddling him. I was really sleepy i closed my eyes and i thought about us(: He was texting his adik angkat than he showed me a text and said 'Don't'. I was like O.o Macam i really feel like he malu being with me. Malu pe ade matair like me?, isiit? He told me that he don't want his friends to know, later they will spread it out and tell stories. haiss.. I've been pushed away gitu. I feel really upset and dissapointed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past days, we hang out. We chill at West Coast Park and talked. I really feel so happy that day. See the sunset with him and hugging him. At night, we see the full moon shine upon us. I keep staring at the moon and smile. Like i feel that we are fated to be together(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamaku masih bisa bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Selamaku masih bisa bernafas&lt;br /&gt;Selama tuhan masih mengizinkan&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin selalu menjagamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Muhd Shalihin. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-321747067618456130?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/321747067618456130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/321747067618456130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/321747067618456130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-in-love.html' title='Am i in love?'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7310773449803273208</id><published>2009-07-30T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:14:35.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manyak panas.'/><title type='text'>backs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01248.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;back home. &lt;br /&gt;gotta go back to my grannys tmrw again. &lt;br /&gt;until everything is okeyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reaching out to the sky for the rain to drop.&lt;br /&gt;so hot tao!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;i get very crankyy when its hot. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;went to geylang just now teman my granny and auntie shopping.&lt;br /&gt;they say that they were at Joo Chiat Complex. (i think i spell it right)&lt;br /&gt;than i got lost. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i was at Tanjong Katong Complex. Rounding kat sane because i dunnoe where is Joo Chiat. Belo kn lisa (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;than suddenly i remembered. haha.&lt;br /&gt;30 mins later than teringat. -.-&lt;br /&gt;like wth la lisa. belo nak mampus. its been like months i think, i cant remember when i went there last, so i cant remember. stm, so i have an excuse okeyyy. :p&lt;br /&gt;i was like complaining all the way. bising je. because its hot and i was wearing school uniform with my big beg. damn hot la. cannot tahan lorr. haha. my grandma was like, 'bising la caca dari kecik sampai besar, tak tukar-tukar. kecik-kecik nenek tembak kau modar(die in jawa) lu.' i dont really understand at all. but i laugh. because of her expression. haha. so cute(:&lt;br /&gt;than we ate at Arnolds. &lt;br /&gt;i suck at cutting chicken. ter order chicken. so kene makan la&lt;br /&gt;cuil cuil abit than give my granny. tak tao makan. haha. i just ate the fries with cheese. haha. went home after that. 1 hour journey back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;took a bus from paya lebar to clementi. JAUH PE.&lt;br /&gt;slept like a pig in the bus. i think people were starring at me. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;well, nvrm. &lt;br /&gt;went home straight. too tired.&lt;br /&gt;and now my back pain. &lt;br /&gt;sit too long. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means that i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;nites(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7310773449803273208?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7310773449803273208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/backs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7310773449803273208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7310773449803273208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/backs.html' title='backs!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-5947894750572021835</id><published>2009-07-27T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:36:45.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilt and pressure'/><title type='text'>The day i feel so guilty and lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01278-Copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01278-Copy.jpg" border="0" alt="hopeless"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ive not been online nowadays. Been avoiding the people. The people that i went out with and all. I just wanna be alone. Far away from this misery. I contacted some people. Like my awesome bestfriend. dada(: and my other hang out friends. haizz. This week or i think till next month i will be staying at my grandmas. Taking care of her. It gets on my nerves everytime and feeling really sad when im there. Cry all night when my grandma says, "Caca sayang nenek tak?" ..i say yes and feel so touched. Cannot leave her sight. :( My grandma is my everything. If shes gone. I think im gonna be gone with her. She takes care of me since i was just a tiny baby. Until now. My grandma has been acting crazy. I just cant stand him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems,problems,problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always see that im happy and stuff. But deep down im just an emo girl finding a right path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not the Lisa that i was suppose to be. Going out with wrong guys. Im gonna avoid you if i can. not contacting anyone of you. I have other things to think of. Other important stuff. If i would think of you. It will be a mistake. Because i know that you dont care the fuck out of me. Why would i care about you right?. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna contact me. You know my number(:&lt;br /&gt;Just rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 November 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I wil be awaiting for your arival.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-5947894750572021835?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/5947894750572021835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-i-feel-so-guilty-and-lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5947894750572021835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5947894750572021835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-i-feel-so-guilty-and-lonely.html' title='The day i feel so guilty and lonely'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3986500855057024960</id><published>2009-07-22T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:33:56.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><title type='text'>No hopes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/2328879637_c0d2e376ff.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel lost now.&lt;br /&gt;Lost hopes.&lt;br /&gt;I cant push myself no more.&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck in this situation where i cant go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a changeed.&lt;br /&gt;Im still the same. &lt;br /&gt;No difference.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you make me lose.&lt;br /&gt;Lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;Not making an effort to do something. &lt;br /&gt;Im just a doll you can play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless and Dissapointing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You broke my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be away for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3986500855057024960?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3986500855057024960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-hopes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3986500855057024960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3986500855057024960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-hopes.html' title='No hopes.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3518989323387449865</id><published>2009-07-20T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:28:52.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work sucks'/><title type='text'>Laughing my head off!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5givmbHSsXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5givmbHSsXw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew Brian Brown.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Or known as &lt;strong&gt;Swiftkaratechop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. He is damn cute. This is my favourite video. hehe. This is a old video of his. He is damn cute and funny. And he has and awesome taste of music. Stole from his videos alot. haha. Well, ive been active in YouTube. Hearing alot of Random songs and watching alot of swiftkaratechop videos. haha. I will be known as &lt;strong&gt;Swiftyhyak-dushchoppychop.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. kau! lisa fanatic pe. -___- haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know something. I have'nt got my pay yet. -________- &lt;br /&gt;Next week than i get my pay. Itu pun tak sure, Like WTF la. &lt;br /&gt;Me and Ira da bingit. Like seriously la. This is my first job seyy. And i have'nt got my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; pay. Like shitss.. haizz. Boredom la! I wanna go shopping. Dieing to buy new shoes because my shoes now like dying and im like dying because i have'nt got my pay. ARGH!. Stupid Company. ( I dont wanna tell you the company, if i tell later im gonna get arrested or something. )haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=23062009558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/23062009558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ira after a hard day of knocking doors and barked by dogs. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faggot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3518989323387449865?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3518989323387449865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/laughing-my-head-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3518989323387449865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3518989323387449865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/laughing-my-head-off.html' title='Laughing my head off!!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4660208472156693923</id><published>2009-07-19T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:48:53.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles from me to you'/><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=LISAANDIJAH2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/LISAANDIJAH2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=SexManiac010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/SexManiac010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=lisaisonfire-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/lisaisonfire-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with them yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was faith that bought us meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt supporter. haha!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4660208472156693923?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4660208472156693923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4660208472156693923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4660208472156693923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday.html' title='saturday'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-1050363042346404154</id><published>2009-07-16T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:03:58.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>Baby its you</title><content type='html'>   &lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=imy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/imy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are well kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows my feeling except for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you ask. &lt;br /&gt;I wont tell. &lt;br /&gt;Im listening to The End by Silverstein feat Lights.&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of you Sha***. &lt;br /&gt;In this situation. &lt;br /&gt;I burst out my feelings in my diary. &lt;br /&gt;Where i keep all my inner thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one person im waiting right now.&lt;br /&gt;Its you.&lt;br /&gt;The person whom i call every night.&lt;br /&gt;The person whom i play games with.&lt;br /&gt;And the person i love before.&lt;br /&gt;And still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=3vE051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/3vE051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-1050363042346404154?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/1050363042346404154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-its-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/1050363042346404154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/1050363042346404154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-its-you.html' title='Baby its you'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-5953360117693492476</id><published>2009-07-14T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:25:10.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Strong Lisa'/><title type='text'>no comments</title><content type='html'>like seriously. im just irritated by alot of guys. Guys who are so unfair and so cruel to girls. I mean guys broke my heart more than i could remember. I wanna settle down and have a awesome boyfriend. Thats all i ask for. But i know it takes time. Im being patient. Trying. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-5953360117693492476?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/5953360117693492476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5953360117693492476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/5953360117693492476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-comments.html' title='no comments'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-691703437988799556</id><published>2009-07-13T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:10:46.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>smilesss</title><content type='html'>Great day on Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I met Ariel and Scott on Saturday and met them again on Sunday with Ijah and Deuce. haha. Had a really great time hanging out and chilling. Im in a band now. haha. Im gonna be a vocalist of a band called &lt;strong&gt;'Secret incident'&lt;/strong&gt; awesome name huh..haha. Well, here are the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=awe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/awe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=awe2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/awe2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=awe3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/awe3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random you know me..play at the playground and briuse myself. haha. Like seriously my foot blueblack now. I dont wanna show you the picture because it looks shit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, meeting them soon again on saturday. Shopping i think. YEAYY!!. dapat gaji..(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. so happy. hee.And Ariel is treating me. He promised. And i was forced to update my blog. =.= kau!! malas. But i did it. So yeahh..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-691703437988799556?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/691703437988799556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/smilesss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/691703437988799556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/691703437988799556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/smilesss.html' title='smilesss'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6648481231099990624</id><published>2009-07-10T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T05:18:09.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>Boredom!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=GREEN.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/GREEN.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=lisaisonfire.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/lisaisonfire.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached homme at 11:30am. =.= . I only had 2 hours of lessons. Shessh!. Pergi skola jauh jauh kat Bishan but only 2 hours of lessons. haha. Suppose to finnish at 11am but my teacher didnt come. So i went home at 10am. Walk really slow with my friends towards circle line. haha. Slept in the train. One by one my friends left me. :( Because they stay north and one at east. Bangun je sampai jurong east. haha. Nobody beside me. Luckily i woke up if not i have to repeat back. haha. As you can see, i took pictures. Camwhoring alone. Shessh!. Really bored. Not that much pictures though. haha. Alfian dwnload a game for me just now. haha. He controled my comp. move my mouse around. haha. So laggy la. haha. Now i have BLACKSHOT. haha. Play with him can die seyy. I died like 100 plus times. haha. I killed him 26 times. He killed 1000 plus people. OMG. He pro la. I FIRST TIME SEYY. Atleast i killed him. So theres something. hahaha. I really suck at playing games. But learning la. To kill my boredness. haha. Dwnloading Warcraft. hahaha. Lisa playin games. wth!. So not me. haha. I always suck at playing games. Suppose to kill the enemy but i kill my own members. hahaha. stupid sak! So belo la me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored lerr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty hungry. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6648481231099990624?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6648481231099990624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6648481231099990624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6648481231099990624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/boredom.html' title='Boredom!!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6030502503292491966</id><published>2009-07-08T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:38:17.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No comments.'/><title type='text'>Theres really nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>Really.&lt;br /&gt;My Heart Aches.&lt;br /&gt;Its simply Because of me making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes that i made myself. &lt;br /&gt;I should'nt do that.&lt;br /&gt;Or that.&lt;br /&gt;Or that.&lt;br /&gt;Or even that.&lt;br /&gt;Or so not that.&lt;br /&gt;Its simply me.&lt;br /&gt;Making mistakes eventhough i know its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6030502503292491966?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6030502503292491966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-really-nothing-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6030502503292491966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6030502503292491966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-really-nothing-to-say.html' title='Theres really nothing to say.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8446354367660398221</id><published>2009-07-05T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:58:26.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The old me is BACK.'/><title type='text'>blank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=sadsmiley.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/sadsmiley.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image in my head is this * looking up. I dont really know why. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, schooling tomorrow. Looking forward to it. But not looking forward to see my teachers. They always pronounce my name wrongly. Sheesh. My class advisor. Instead of Khalisa, She call me Kaliza. sape entah kaliza. Mak cik die la tu. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome weather today. I LIKE(: cold. So chilly. If everyday like this kn best. Its like a small snow. hehe. Too bad sinagapore has no snow. If theres snow, that will be the end. Too bad near the equator. correct??. Sorry. Fail geography. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post before *looks down. Im apologizing to some people who i hurt. im sorry. Truely am. Im not starting to talk to you first. You have to start to talk to me. Im having alot of me time. So i have no time texting and on msn. Sometimes la if im not busy. Am i making sense? ,haha. nvrm la. Confuse. Well, im not as good as you think. Im a evil girl. ((: i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... .... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeyy. done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8446354367660398221?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8446354367660398221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8446354367660398221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8446354367660398221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/blank.html' title='blank.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7035096010774523914</id><published>2009-07-04T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T04:37:26.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The old me is BACK.'/><title type='text'>Tired of everything</title><content type='html'>Im tired of everything. What i've become now. I wanna be the old me. The old me who is decent and loving friends. Not some girl who swears and going out with different guys. This is not lisa. The lisa i know last time, hates entertaining fucktard toads like those who ask my number randomly. Now the fucktard toads are in my contacts. Like a someone said to me yesterday, he says that he likes the old me. And the new me is like so totally different. Well, he is right. I hate myself now. The lisa now. I wanna change to the old me. And its better. No more flirting. No more going out with random guys. No more looking at hot dudes. No more texting them or calling them. They will find me if they want to. If tak nk than gasak kau la. Ihad enough of this shit. Hating guys treating me like this. Like ass tao. Ingat ape?. Im a girl who is simple to play with isit. WELL, no more okeyy.. The old lisa is back for a vengence. And i have my rights to whom i hate and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is like you have been blocked and delete. Thats it. &lt;br /&gt;No more you in me. CORRECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old selenger khalisa is here. And i wanna settle down. Settle down with myself. Nobody bothers me. &lt;strong&gt;ME MYSELF AND I&lt;/strong&gt;. Thats it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weel, im gonna delete my tagged soon. So pandai-pandai la cari me okey. If dont want to then fine. &lt;strong&gt;WHO CARES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be alone. &lt;br /&gt;Think through about it. And be myself again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that i wanna do in my life now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish my nitec course (office skills) and aim for highe-nitec course in ________ (not sure) in cck ite and go poly(:&lt;br /&gt;2. Have more ME time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Work my ass off and get more pay.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stop talking to fucktard toads.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay more attention in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;6. Be together with my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. Settle down with a loving boyfriend.(which i hope i can find) =.=&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on a diet. haha&lt;br /&gt;9. Read books. haha. &lt;br /&gt;10.And STOP THINKING TOO MUCH. (Trying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it. THE OLD ME IS BACK WITH A VENGENCE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Im sorry if im neglecting and being and ass now. But i need time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7035096010774523914?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7035096010774523914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7035096010774523914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7035096010774523914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired-of-everything.html' title='Tired of everything'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-6286684443502250658</id><published>2009-07-02T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:48:32.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random(:'/><title type='text'>I wanna dissapear.</title><content type='html'>I wonder if i dissapear,people would find me. I wanna try one day. To dissapear somewhere where people cant find me. That would be cool. haha. I will be gone forever by that time. hahaha. Wierdo la me. haha. That topic just poped up from my head. haha. So its pretty &lt;strong&gt;random&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. Well, nowadays.i see alot of people feeling sad. Come on!. Dont be &lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;. Be a &lt;strong&gt;rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;!haha. Its like u shine after a downpour. Everybody should feel happy eventhough it hurts. You must always &lt;strong&gt;smile(:&lt;/strong&gt; . Smile always. haha. Im trying my best to smile and be happy. I dont wanna make a unhappy face in front of my friends. Like you're unhappy about something else,dont make your friends feel the same way or like be angry at them for no reason. I always do that. Haha. I feel bad. But its my emotions. Im get angry easily and i have no patience. haha. Macam mane nak hidup ni??. hahaha. Im changing slowly. So no worries. hahaha. Well, this is random post. I wont update my blog soon because my "beloved" brother would be online. I WANT MY OWN LAPPY!. shessh. And school is starting soon. YEA!. so happy. 5 weeks of boredom. Boleh mati seyy. I wanna go school!. I think im the only one feeling like this. hahaha. Wierdo. haha. ouhk than. gtg(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWWRRR!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-6286684443502250658?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/6286684443502250658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-dissapear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6286684443502250658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/6286684443502250658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-dissapear.html' title='I wanna dissapear.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-4912258830459168064</id><published>2009-07-01T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:30:51.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Happy(:'/><title type='text'>Lepak!</title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog this yesterday but someone using the computer. Arghh!. nevermind. i have to post this fast. Nid to go to work la babe!!. hahaha. Yesterday. I went lepak with my old classmates. hehe. All ex Tanglinians!. My bests dudes(((:&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Really had a great time. Away from all shits and craps. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01141.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01140.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khal and Aud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01139.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farez and Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01137.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farez(my Bestfriend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01134.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalisa beloo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01133.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01133.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Tikus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Bulu and Aud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC01126.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is my bestfriends birthday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=bestfriendsforever.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/bestfriendsforever.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Farez!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-4912258830459168064?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/4912258830459168064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/lepak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4912258830459168064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/4912258830459168064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/07/lepak.html' title='Lepak!'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8024791069387187844</id><published>2009-06-29T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:26:25.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work sucks'/><title type='text'>Its FREE la deyy. haiyyoo.</title><content type='html'>hahaha. Working just now. Waaaa!!!that guy argghh. mintak kene rembat. FUYOH!! haha. let me tell u. haha. My friend was talking to him. Theres this script we need to remember. And so, my friend, &lt;br /&gt;She say: The Mio Tv installation is &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; worth of $53.50.(smiling)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The indian guy say: Wait. Why $53.50? What must u install?(muke mintak kene sepak by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak paham bahase english. sheesh! i cant talk tamil what??. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She say: The installation is worth $53.50. Its free. No need to pay anything. The technician will come and install the modem and evrything. So its &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;.(smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian Guy say: Yahh okey..You dont understand my question. Its already installed in to the phone. Must pay?(not happy face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= (My face)&lt;br /&gt;I got really fed up. I say this to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me says: Sir, the installation is worth $53.50. Its &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt; you no need to pay anything. Nothing. The technician will install the modem and everything. Its &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;. PAY NOTHING. UNDERSTAND???(loud tone. and unhappy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian Guy say: (muke paisehh)ouhkk, nvrm. u dont understand what i say nvrm. so what else.??(like wanting me to tell the product fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explain and everything. And he say i will consider. WAAAA!!!!. Aku da explain panjang panjang than he say consider. leh mampus ngan customer gini. Fucktard Toad. Shessh. Tired explaining. Than i went to this house. I havent even say anything he was like "GO AWAY GO AWAY GO AWAY" waaa. mcm nak sepak je. nak flying kick die. hahaha. Kene reject gitu. da la uma bau. hahaha. mind my comments. Mad mahh!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okey2. chill2. kene reject gitu. where can! haiyoo. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,im a bad sales promoter. What to do? My boss never fires me. Im already on fire. hahaha. Okey lame. Work must earn a living mahh..for family, house bill,husband, children..haha. macaam paham lerrr. sheessh!. okey lisa lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. tiredness will pay off when i get my earnings!! FUYOHH! shopping(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8024791069387187844?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8024791069387187844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-free-la-deyy-haiyyoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8024791069387187844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8024791069387187844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-free-la-deyy-haiyyoo.html' title='Its FREE la deyy. haiyyoo.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7621545534965667380</id><published>2009-06-27T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:51:32.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography is AWESOME'/><title type='text'>Here you go</title><content type='html'>Bored at home!!. haha. so i did this. because some wanted to see pictures. So here u go(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Here are some pictures i took. But some of them my friend took. Im not professional or anything. I just like to take random pictures. Camwhoring with my bestfriend or random things. haha. Anything thats fact or friction. I just started liking photography when i joined a cca in my sch. Its facinating. Taking pictures when theres a meaning behind it. Its like a hidden mistery. Waaaaa. haha. Well, i love photography. I want a canon! ): Buying it when i get my pay. And i will ask my papa to top up and half frm my bank. Sheesh. haha. Desperate seyy. haha. Okey than!!. Lisa stop typing crap and show the pics. Here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening at East Coast // bbq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_4494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_4494.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the night to come, so i could see the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_4492.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_4492.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4634.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_4634.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer Yeahs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4629-Copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_4629-Copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_4576.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot la Yuz. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuz and Ira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5075.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red ant. (i dont know if u can see it or not. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot day at Fork canning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat la seyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belo 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belo 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5128.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine in the afternoon. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5199.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5193.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5183.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5183.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5180.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5169.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5166.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriend. &lt;strong&gt;Lisa Loves Dada(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5161.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hot mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like me. haha. Nice mama!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_5196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/_MG_5196.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is(:&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. I guess more to come than. Thanks you for viewing. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7621545534965667380?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7621545534965667380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7621545534965667380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7621545534965667380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/here-you-go.html' title='Here you go'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-2870161667312693261</id><published>2009-06-26T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:30:07.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Strong Lisa'/><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>I love music. haha. Loves loads of music. haha. Im universal. Named it and i like it. haha. if u ask me if i like the theme song of barney, i will say, 'AWESOME KEPE LAGU! FAVOURITE PLAYLIST AKU NOW. HAHA' haha. &lt;br /&gt;I love this song from The Medic Droid- Its About Love&lt;br /&gt;They broken up. But their songs are still awesome. haha&lt;br /&gt;The song make me cry. Well, not really la. The lyrics really reflect what i am feeling right now.I love those kind of electronica songs. They make me happy. haha. I LOVE a band called GO GO GADGET. haha, their songs are so cute. Dinosours go rawrr and happy hearts amy can fly.. haha. That song make me smile *shows teeth* haha. BELO!&lt;br /&gt;My gf hears dangdut. haha. I sing along if nobodys around. haha. malu la seyy. Wierdo la me. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for the real post. haha. The one u read was random. haha. I was hearing the songs, so i post it for fun. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REAL POST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i feel guity. do not ask me why. and dont force me to tell. Sheeesh. Stressing days. Eventhough i dont sound stress or sad. I do. Come on!!. SEE my other post la.. Like fucking emo. O.M.G. ): I start to swear alot. Like really. Im angry at myself. Because of some reasons which i cant tell, which u have to find out yourself and u must know becouse u were the one who did this. The way u called my name. I miss it. I still keep your messages. I never delete. Okeyy, now i know what is running through your head. I never move on. YESS!. i did not. Trying to. But i cant. Its hard. You treated me like crap but i still wait. I ask u a question but u didnt answer till now. Im waiting. I know im stupid. or whoever who is in fault. Im not pointing fingers. okeyy. Im just saying this out. I dont wanna keep it. You can say wadever you want. Im just a girl who has feelings. i know u are not ready and stuff. But. arghhhh..i never hear any news from u at all. I wanna chat with you but im scared.  Hais. Im sorry. If you're mad at me for posting this. Im sorry. Dont make me cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LLS-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/LLS-1.jpg" border="0" alt="shammy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CACA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-2870161667312693261?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/2870161667312693261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2870161667312693261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/2870161667312693261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-3690804563685669610</id><published>2009-06-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:08:54.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>AWESOME DAY(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME DAY TODAY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. I had my cca just nw. Photography(: We went to clarke Quay. An outdoor event. It was awesomee laaaa. haha. We took alot of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE ARE THEY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC_0044.jpg" border="0" alt="smile"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC_0066.jpg" border="0" alt="JUMP LISA!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1401.jpg" border="0" alt="pictures of u 2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1407.jpg" border="0" alt="pictures of u"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1432.jpg" border="0" alt="muakks"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1433.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1433.jpg" border="0" alt="muaks!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1450.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1450.jpg" border="0" alt="swing swing"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1453.jpg" border="0" alt="pantene girl. haa"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1468.jpg" border="0" alt="v v"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1473.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1473.jpg" border="0" alt="v"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1475.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1475.jpg" border="0" alt="stoneyy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1478.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1478.jpg" border="0" alt="jump u!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1479.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/IMG_1479.jpg" border="0" alt="wavess"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="lisa.."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaahaahhahahaha((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have photography tmrw again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE PICTURES!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITES(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-3690804563685669610?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/3690804563685669610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3690804563685669610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/3690804563685669610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-day.html' title='AWESOME DAY(:'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7755897731445799263</id><published>2009-06-13T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:33:54.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU CAN SUCK OLIVER SYKES DICK YOU WORTHLESS PIG(:'/><title type='text'>Dying.</title><content type='html'>OMG. damn sick. I guess i've been crying every night. Thinking about sham. i really missed him. i made a mistake. Or am i just stupid. sheesh. This sucks. sniff sniff*. He dont care about me. Happy without me. Well, im just a person knn.. nothing more. Nothing towards him. Im just a Friend. A friend who loves him. Thats me(crying). Pouring everytime. Like theres flood in my house. Tears of flood. DAMN!! this sucks. Like totally. High fever coming. Shitt. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7755897731445799263?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7755897731445799263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7755897731445799263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7755897731445799263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/dying.html' title='Dying.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-8729545471133749853</id><published>2009-06-10T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:17:29.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome(:'/><title type='text'>I see no meaning in you.</title><content type='html'>Well, ignoring people is hard. You always have this urge of texting him or appearing online. Well, i must "jual mahal" haha. Dada ask me to. Well, Nadie ask your mom. I dont know how to translate. hahaha. Boring day. Fargaling HOT!!. You can get heatstroke seyy..like seriously. haha. You know..im falling in love with someone. Its like an obsession. hahaha. Ive been staring at him the whole day(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLIVER SYKES(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=l_ccd7483a49cf83cfaeeaf799d484a00d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/l_ccd7483a49cf83cfaeeaf799d484a00d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=SMALL.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/SMALL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/?action=view&amp;current=olisykes.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff198/MrsAdam_Lis/olisykes.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FAVOURITE PICTURE..haha(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT TRY TO STEAL HIM AWAY FROM ME. OR I WILL BITE YOU. HAHA. no worries(: im willing to share. WTH! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of my presentation of my post. good Night Readers.( if i have readers. )haha. Toodles(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-8729545471133749853?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/8729545471133749853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-see-no-meaning-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8729545471133749853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/8729545471133749853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-see-no-meaning-in-you.html' title='I see no meaning in you.'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-7771415612545638878</id><published>2009-06-09T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:02:55.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not calling u.'/><title type='text'>Stupid laaaa.. =.=</title><content type='html'>Its FUCKING OBVIOUS. its not me. Its just YOU who MAKE things so COMPLICATED. YOU are THE ONE who acts this way okeyy. ARGGGGHHH!!!!! I DUNNOE WHAT TO DO WITH YOU ALREADY. SERIOUSLY. ITS EITHER I LEAVE YOU OR JUST STICK WITH YOU...CONFUSE LERRR..&lt;br /&gt;YOU CUNT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-7771415612545638878?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/7771415612545638878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-laaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7771415612545638878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/7771415612545638878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-laaaa.html' title='Stupid laaaa.. =.='/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-241210145451521752</id><published>2009-06-09T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:08:18.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY 2 HOURS(:'/><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY!!! haha</title><content type='html'>Wad a day at work!!. hahaha. Acually its just a training for this week. So tiring. Well..just now..era and i met our boss at Bukit Gombak. We chilled and stuff thn we go off to the houses. THE first house was so funny. hahaha. My boss knocked the door thn the owner of the house opened the door thn sudedenly a dog came out and barked!! it shocked the HELL OUT ME!! and i jumped and screamed(nt that loud). i hid behind my friend. I gt raelly sca haha. Like suddenly la.. OMG! i feel like killing that dog -.- hahaha. (i didn't though) WELL, We stroll around the blocks..got some deals(: AWESOME..haha. Well, my boss did. We just study how he do it. In this job, u must have confidence coz you'll be talking alot with the custumers and you must be brave. If not..u will just SUCK!. hahaha. Im promoting Singtel Mio TV door to door service. Its a pretty good deal. Well. just wait for me to knock on yr door and u are gonna see me smiling wide like a clown greating you.. hahaha. So Weird la lisa..haha. Working seyy mee..i nvr worked in my life. This is my first. So its pretty awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. Kinda scared. Im nt really confident. Still in training. Well, i must work hard&lt;br /&gt;so i can earn some cashhiess(((: SO CAN SHOPPING!!. haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the end of my story. More to come(: haha. TOODLES(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-241210145451521752?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/241210145451521752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/241210145451521752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/241210145451521752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day-haha.html' title='WHAT A DAY!!! haha'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7304706468081269046.post-9096161165388941633</id><published>2009-06-07T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:34:04.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness and Happiness(:'/><title type='text'>Drive My Soul</title><content type='html'>Waiting for someone you love is worth it. But if you feel that he is ignoring you,its just so SUCKY ): I mean i love him alot. But he has no time for me at all. Bz with work and school. Well, i know who i am..im not his girlfriend yet..so?? He told me that he likes me and he gave me hopes. Is it too good to be true?..Haizz..Questions lingering in my head. Feeling so insecure..loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..i have my friends with me(: They can keep me companied. LOVE THEM SO MUCH(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304706468081269046-9096161165388941633?l=underakilling-moon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/feeds/9096161165388941633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/drive-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/9096161165388941633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7304706468081269046/posts/default/9096161165388941633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underakilling-moon.blogspot.com/2009/06/drive-my-soul.html' title='Drive My Soul'/><author><name>Lisa Loves.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01810564290699819284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dyc3Rkxy9as/Si8sa034lQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4Xn3C5Bo7VM/S220/DSC00900.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
