<?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-6270373636350626722</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:10:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are All I Need to Feel Alive</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4661356765503712136</id><published>2008-11-05T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:00:58.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally reunited with my laptop!its been quite some time and has been very boring since only play ps3. But at least my cousin came :D, slept late late at night. played ps3. joked around about ninjas, pimps, spartans, pimp ninjas, pimp dance, and spartan pimps???? he always laugh because of what he calls "ninja accent" that i created :D but its actually lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways he went back home because of the "homesick" problems and will be back tomorrow to have MORE FUNnnnnn.... clayton may come by too on friday but anyways there is nothing else to talk about and wont say anything about my cousin's name or what cow dung. i will be stopping here then :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4661356765503712136?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4661356765503712136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-7577535281151429329</id><published>2008-08-31T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:54:38.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally have my ps3 back!well that was...A few weeks ago...and now also got my game that i have waited for sooooo long!&lt;br /&gt;Metal Gear Solid 4:Guns of the Patriots!!!&lt;br /&gt;well its so freaking awesome!!not gonna say what its all about though cause readers wont be so interested in it unless their a fan of the game series...I guess this is all i can blog about...and i most possibly think i know who secret admirer is.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-7138971078288673778</id><published>2008-07-23T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:46:59.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOD i cant find much things to blog about...my life is dull D:&lt;br /&gt;great now im starting to do D: thx to clay clay -_-"&lt;br /&gt;anyways in my room now doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;so all i can say now is byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-7138971078288673778?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4489320171369575628</id><published>2008-07-13T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:17:35.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>forced to update shit becuz of clayton...sigh&lt;br /&gt;well all i did today was play ps2,chat and play M.U.G.E.N.&lt;br /&gt;Mugen?&lt;br /&gt;quite fun&lt;br /&gt;ps2?&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;chat?&lt;br /&gt;haiya cannot tahan becuz clayton keep on saying sadistic dunno what so i change some of them spellings with pig.&lt;br /&gt;ah well nothing else to go on now&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4489320171369575628?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-252910658553756244</id><published>2008-07-11T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:07:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz stuffs AGEN</title><content type='html'>answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who last tagged was?; ClaytonBrOzSszSzSzS.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?; Best BroS.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your first 5 impressions of him/her?; snotty kind of person kinda boring and more but in the end its all ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?; I dunno!LOL.&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words he/she had said to you?; 'ROFL'.&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, what will you do?if i knew you I'D GUT YOU OPEN AND USE YR INTESTINES AS LEG WARMERS WE ARENT GAY YOU ARSEFACE.&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?; idk and idc.&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?;no way that gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be? : it will never ever shalver happener.&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is? I dunno...nvr tot of that x)MAYBE KILL PUSSAY.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is? Uhhhhhh....Cool!?&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?Welll "I DUNNO x)"?&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love of yourself are?; Love for the apocalypse and more x).&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are?Weakness.&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?;what most girls want when they see a boy?&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care &amp;amp; like you, say something to them.;I owe you REAL FRIENDS big time thanks for the uh,things you done for me?sry but i have stm and cant remember much.&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1)Clayton GOHBRO&lt;br /&gt;2) AYU!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) Mamaria?&lt;br /&gt;4) AnI!!!X)&lt;br /&gt;5) Frens who want to show their feelings towards certain people.&lt;br /&gt;6) I dunno&lt;br /&gt;7) NOt sure&lt;br /&gt;8) Who knows&lt;br /&gt;9) I dunno still&lt;br /&gt;10) Not so sure bout this&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is 6 having relationship with?;i dunno19. Is 9 a male or female?; I dunno still&lt;br /&gt;20. neither they nor i know each other&lt;br /&gt;21. How about 8 and 5?;they dont know me i dunno them&lt;br /&gt;22. What is 2 studying about?; studying for 'O' levels prolly&lt;br /&gt;26. Will you woo 3?;*cough* idk&lt;br /&gt;27. How about 7?; NOt sure.&lt;br /&gt;28. Is 4 single?;Maybe,maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the surname of 5?;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;30. What's the hobby of 4? this quiz full of dunnos cuz there is another one&lt;br /&gt;31. Do 5 and 9 get along well?They Dont even know each other&lt;br /&gt;32. Where is 2 studying at?;same as me NEW TOWNSECONDARY&lt;br /&gt;33. Talk something casually about 1. we are classmates?&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you try developing feelings for 8?NOOOOOOOO i dunno him/her&lt;br /&gt;35. Where does 9 live?; only god knows&lt;br /&gt;36.What color does 4 lyke?; iii dunno.&lt;br /&gt;37. Are 5 and 1 best friends?; They dont even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;38. Does 7 likes 2?; they don't even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;39. How do you get to know 2?;The Story is so long that i forgotten how actually&lt;br /&gt;40. Does 1 have any pets?; i dunno&lt;br /&gt;41.Is 7 sexy?; i dunno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-252910658553756244?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/252910658553756244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=252910658553756244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/252910658553756244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/252910658553756244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz-stuffs-agen.html' title='Quiz stuffs AGEN'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-1533485518260712707</id><published>2008-07-09T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:19:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty quiz</title><content type='html'>. What's the connection bewtween you&amp;amp;the last person tht called you?-....&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn off ur handphone?-Never.&lt;br /&gt;3. What will happen at 10am today?-some earthquake noise coming from strathmore ave.&lt;br /&gt;4. When did u last cry?-just today!cuz i am emotional?.&lt;br /&gt;5. What your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?-uhhh...bread?.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?-some people to eat SAI.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rain or put up ur hood?-None.&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favourite thing to have on your bed?-Nothing but me myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottom are you wearin now?-Some kind of surfing Shorts?.&lt;br /&gt;10. What the nicest text in your inbox say?-nothing in my inbox is nice.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?-i'll try not to.&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearin anything that you borrow from someone?-uh...no?&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?-Incredible Hulk?.&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?-Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message say?-"Doing School Homework."Guys there has been signs of osama bin laden it is said the he change his name to dayan bn laden if u see him call clayton straight away (CLAYton?)&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?-Secondhand Serenade-Awake *cries*.&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames? What are they?-Dan,-SHOLE-,Danny,Monkey (cuz i acted like one before).&lt;br /&gt;18.what does your last received text message say?-"Dude no need buy sweet cos maria say no need rofl"(Claypotgy).&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?-99:99:99am/pm.&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?-No.Im crying.&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you the best advice?-No one?&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?-Uh no i dont talk shit talk.&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on the phone last night?-No one.&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything buggin you right now?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;25. Who/what was the last thing/person to make you laugh?-Myself cuz im not funny.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?-No.&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?-No one.&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken?-Yes, abt 6 times all of my broken hearts caused by me.&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you the most in a person?-Irritating people, Assholes , and etc.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on someone?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?-Drugs are for Fuckers with no life i guesss?SSSss?.&lt;br /&gt;32. What the colour of you room?-Black and White.&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?-Yeah,want to know who?myself.&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you beileved in the sayin "talk in cheap"?-NO cuz im no cheap i cause $0.&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lay in your bed?-Me,Myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;36.who was the last person to hug you?-The girl of my life in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you want to say to the person you have a crush on?-Would you stay with me till the end of eternity?.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died,when they really didnt?-No.&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your song?-Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;41. What was the last person you saw in your dream?-Her Dying in my arms,i cried waking up.&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?-999999999 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you change this year?-Ask god that question would you?&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listenin to right now?-Secondhand Serenade - Your Call.&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talkin to someone when you are doin this?-No.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?-Partially Closed when i cry,Open when im dead.&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quto you live by?-After death,What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you wan someone you cant have?-Yes,even if i can have her i wont be able to be with her(sry i dont make sense).&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;50.what wad the worst idea you had this week?-Thinking of Life.&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11pm?-Thinking.&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with ur love life right now?-No,cuz i currently am a loner( Where is question 53. to 66. ? )&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?-Who knows?!.&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colour that you like-Black,Red,White(colors of darkness,blood and an angel of my life).&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotions you like to show?-Lonelyness.&lt;br /&gt;70. What is life to you?-Death.&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you what will you do?-Cry.&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat at msn today?-Clayton,Maria and no one else but talk to myself.&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire the most?-No one but the angel.&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?-April.&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feelin right now?-Sad T.T.&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time right now?-20:42(8:42).&lt;br /&gt;77.Where are you now?-Home in my Black and white Room.&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?-I have not but i want to dye it red.&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doin this quiz?-Cuz i dunno what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you are moody?-Show it?.&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?-Once i get someone right i will in between the ages 21-29.&lt;br /&gt;82.Who is more important to you? Girlfriend or friend?-Both together with THE FAMILIA.&lt;br /&gt;83. Do you think you have enough confidence?-no.&lt;br /&gt;84. Who the person you trust the most?-Clayton,Ben L,Maria and Idayu.&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?-No,its too colorfull.&lt;br /&gt;86. If you can have a dream come true what would it be?-Her and me looking at the sunset in a damnably scenic location.&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?-Only God knows me.&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;89. What do you love?-Family,Frens and myself.&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its gobal warming now?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;91. What feelin you hate the most?-Happiness?I just show it to show people im happy on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;92. You cherish every single friendships of yours?-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in god?-No, i believe in Darkness after Death.&lt;br /&gt;94. Who care for you the most?-My family and certain frens.&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most impotant thing in your life?-Family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?-A Chainsaw to show them how violent i am.&lt;br /&gt;97. What do you regretted doin in your whole life?-Trusting anyone at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel that no one no longer cares for you?-Lonelyness.&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your stead two-timed you?-Tell her i loved her but she wants to two time me (i know how it feels cuz i two-timed someone and i regret it).&lt;br /&gt;100. What do you wan now?-That special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List the 10 person whom would you want them to do this,at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;1)Idayu&lt;br /&gt;2)Girls who have crush&lt;br /&gt;3)Boys who have a crush&lt;br /&gt;4)Anyone who have blog&lt;br /&gt;5)Anyone who have blog&lt;br /&gt;and the Anyone who have blog saga goes on till 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1533485518260712707?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1533485518260712707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1533485518260712707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1533485518260712707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1533485518260712707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/shitty-quiz.html' title='shitty quiz'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-5530362416802808089</id><published>2008-07-08T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:01:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying lately</title><content type='html'>i have no idea but i have been listening to secondhand serenade alot of times and most of their songs somehow have a deep feeling and relates to my life?T.T i listen to their songs makes me cry its like...im really emotional again...welllllll thats all i can say for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-5530362416802808089?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5530362416802808089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=5530362416802808089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5530362416802808089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5530362416802808089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/crying-lately.html' title='Crying lately'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-6100461956756550129</id><published>2008-07-04T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:31:00.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-"</title><content type='html'>Today?nothing much but today felt like...lets sleep in class day!but sadly no chance man...but now the only thing can do now it either chat play ps2 or do nothing or watch vids or something...KNS LA SO BORED MAN!I HAVE NOTHING TO POST ABT MY LIFE AINT THAT INTERESTING GOD!omg mr woo why you scold clayton and not hong da...DO YOU KNOW HONG DA SO DEMANDING!and whats more i have nothing else to say so now i gon find some things to do just to kill boredom&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-6100461956756550129?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6100461956756550129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=6100461956756550129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/6100461956756550129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/6100461956756550129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='-_-&quot;'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-5723790061881438016</id><published>2008-06-17T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:01:25.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adelaide,Australia...ROCKS</title><content type='html'>ah well nothing doings during hols except that went to Australia and bought nice nice jacket (nice to me but to you...NOT SO SURE) lol i starting to sound like a girl...ah well&lt;br /&gt;went to a place called kangaroo island near adelaide and stayed there for 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;by ferry&lt;br /&gt;the worst ride ever if weather is bad...yep.on the way back to adelaide..weather was bad and...&lt;br /&gt;what i ate stayed inside until that fateful moment...haha&lt;br /&gt;that part was the most coooolest part ever!&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways came back abt a few days ago and now doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;i may talk abt what i did in adelaide tomorrow...but if i want that is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-5723790061881438016?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5723790061881438016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=5723790061881438016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5723790061881438016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5723790061881438016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/adelaideaustraliarocks.html' title='Adelaide,Australia...ROCKS'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-8232449576048550986</id><published>2008-05-26T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:12:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gta 4 ROFLMAO</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!gta4!in the house!&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-6904696338478933392</id><published>2008-05-17T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:16:19.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...(:</title><content type='html'>oh well after my latest past post....i think this is the fact:no matter how much you hate yr parents,you will love them again another time always...but still i need GTA 4 MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-6904696338478933392?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6904696338478933392/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-1455635721299426933</id><published>2008-05-17T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:07:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Hate My Parents,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,I Love Them ONLY SOMETIMES,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything,Just becuz i failed they wont let me do anything.............IM HATE MYSELF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1455635721299426933?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1455635721299426933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1455635721299426933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1455635721299426933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1455635721299426933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-1720386796190858490</id><published>2008-05-03T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:43:07.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life...A horror Movie and wanting this and that</title><content type='html'>i wished i nvr had watched all those TOO scary horror movies since that im so weak hearted....&lt;br /&gt;im always seeing things at the corner of my eyes like something on the floor blood all over it and all&lt;br /&gt;but then now i cant stop it&lt;br /&gt;i mostly think im hallucinating...&lt;br /&gt;but i also think im seeing things in my head instead of seeing it like as if im seeing it...&lt;br /&gt;maybe that counts as hallucinating as well...&lt;br /&gt;anyways keep that aside though&lt;br /&gt;now onto title number 2&lt;br /&gt;I NEED GTA 4,GUITAR HERO 3,A PSP SLIM,IF NOT A PSP SLIM UPGRADE MY PSP SO CAN USE 8 GIG MEMORY STICK AND REPAIR IT SO IT LOOKS NEW,GET MYSELF TO STOP BEING LAZY and more though dont want to waste pages even if it doesnt make sense in this post&lt;br /&gt;anyways thats all i can say&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say lurbbs like a minah&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1720386796190858490?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1720386796190858490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1720386796190858490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1720386796190858490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1720386796190858490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-lifea-horror-movie-and-wanting-this.html' title='My life...A horror Movie and wanting this and that'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-8882788271925486501</id><published>2008-04-22T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:07:14.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the day...</title><content type='html'>heard the song about 2 days ago...actually about 3 months ago in someones blog...tought it wasnt gonna be nice and cuz of the starting i tot it was a!coustic kind of song so i left it off and then...2 days ago went youtube...looked for songs to listen cuz suddenly tired of muse and on with saosin now...and now i also am liking AVENGED SEVENFOLD AGAIN!i forgotten how good they sounded like back in the days i was hearing their songs...oh well now addicted to their song..."SEIZE THE DAY!"i like it cuz for an obvious reason...its nice,lovely,the music vid is sad and...its addictive...wow didn thought they would have more sad songs...i think im gonna cry if i sing together with it for another 3 times and think of my "ahem!"grandmum who was so damn damn damn close to me...but if i sang it 3 more times (if i remember the lyrics) without trying to think of her i dont think i would cry...just a SLIGHT SHED of tear...is that counted as crying?oh i dunno but anyways...i dont know what to say already except that today was...cool???i dunno but its kinda fun at some parts and mr yee is like really weird cuz i say i tot it was three people who he sent to DM office then he stare at me scarily then he said four then offered me to be sent there then it would be five...WTF DID I DO ANYWAYS!AND NOW ANOTHER PROBLEM IS CATCHWIND!she is acting like shit towards me for dunno what reason she just say she hate me...THEN WHY THAT TIME SHE AND HER CALL ME!stupid rite..anyways im out of words to even continue on so...&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-8882788271925486501?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8882788271925486501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=8882788271925486501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/8882788271925486501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/8882788271925486501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/seize-day.html' title='Seize the day...'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4722988467779610682</id><published>2008-04-20T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:57:42.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair cut?...not that short</title><content type='html'>ok it wasnt as short as expected but hey!as long i cut it...looks long to others,looks SLIGHTLY shorter to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4722988467779610682?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4722988467779610682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=4722988467779610682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4722988467779610682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4722988467779610682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-hair-cutnot-that-short.html' title='My hair cut?...not that short'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-8869852212858325675</id><published>2008-04-20T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:59:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting my hair Today</title><content type='html'>the title says it all...gonna cut my hair SHORT today...my decision anyways (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-8869852212858325675?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8869852212858325675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=8869852212858325675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/8869852212858325675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/8869852212858325675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/cutting-my-hair-today.html' title='Cutting my hair Today'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-1144330192216296791</id><published>2008-04-05T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:10:28.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to think...Positive</title><content type='html'>trying to think positive...dunno what positive thoughts feel like...oh well i'll find out myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1144330192216296791?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1144330192216296791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1144330192216296791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1144330192216296791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1144330192216296791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/trying-to-thinkpositive.html' title='trying to think...Positive'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-6693465095201648176</id><published>2008-03-25T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T15:32:36.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>Didn't post yesterday cuz got soccer and Chinese class (OMG!) and then after that come back home sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today? well today did nothiing much cant even remember what we did...too tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz ok thats it im done gonna listen to MUSE now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stockholm Syndrome (whatever that means but its a nice song from Muse)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-6693465095201648176?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6693465095201648176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=6693465095201648176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/6693465095201648176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/6693465095201648176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-7345308628508553789</id><published>2008-03-16T16:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T17:21:15.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rap i can relate to my life</title><content type='html'>Come and take a walk with me...I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me Wait a minute now...Shit ain't like I thought it would be Come to Jersey from New York with me I know you busy...But take the time out to walk with me Pay attention on this tour with me Maybe I'm seeing something wrong Come along and make sure with me Come and take a short walk with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo... I'm seeing a couple things wrong with the way that I'm living So come and walk with me I just need a second opinion Introduce you to my friends I got to see if you notice If they loyal or if they all got an ulterior motive See some snake niggaz, me and them don't deal anymore Ever since I got signed I don't know whats real anymore I'm paranoid so excuse me if I seem to be nervous But everybody from my past now they trying to resurface Trying to rekindle, They don't think I know they gone limo I got cousins I never knew they trying to pass me a demo Maybe I'm wrong, like I told you main I need your opinion Me and him never spoke before so I don't see whats so different Dudes I don't know they recognize me start extending they hand And I'm tripping ready for beef when he was only a fan (why?)Cause these niggaz in my hood say they don't like how I'm reppin' Let me know how strongly you feel, will I be needing my weapon As some sort of protection, should I carry a pen and pad And ask everybody in the fucking hood for they suggestionI'm letting the labels know that Jersey City is gifted (dog)When they didn't know that Jersey City existed, but it's cool dogCertain cats in Jersey City so hateful (Hateful)And certain cats in Jersey City ain't grateful (Ain't grateful)All they say is I don't chill anymore Ever since I got signed they don't think I'm real anymoreI'm told I shouldn't be alone cause I'm a star in my hood Something might happen now, they know who you are in the hood, they do So I can't tell you how I feel anymore Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and take a walk with me...I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me Wait a minute now...Shit ain't like I thought it would be Come to Jersey from New York with me I know you busy...But take the time out to walk with me Pay attention on this tour with me Maybe I'm seeing something wrong Come along and make sure with me Come and take a short walk with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See to me it's heavy, but to you it may seem petty Let's continue walking, I know you ain't tired already I take you to meet my girl I got to see if you notice If she love me or if the bitch got an alterial motive Why am I hated cause I handle my business Ain't got to look for a girl nowadays cause almost all these niggaz is bitches See 'em often while we walking I'll show you the drug dealers and some dudes that hate me word on the streets is they real killers dog Where was the hate back when I wasn't on my feet An alcoholic, school dropout, just a bum on the street Where was the hate during my adolescence Back when that psychiatrist was trying hard to get me on immanic depression so man I don't recall none of this happenin' back then And I don't understand I was still rappin' back then So I got to ride with a gun From trying to get my mom and pop up out of the slums and provide for my sonIf you met my baby moms would you notice If she was ready for a child of if her ass had an alterial motiveI don't know what she's teaching Trey but everyday he get older Angie's bitter and feel like now that I'm successful I owe her Cause she would hold me so tight when I was ready to relapse Tell me to relax, I ain't know no better straight out of rehab Bottom line I was lonesome But we was wrong for each other, Angie I grown some Got bigger issues, if you went to Def Jam would you notice If they was out for my best interest or do they just see a dollar in Joseph? (Ugh)Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymoreI mean them same record execs that wanted me in Don't care that I'm the next nigga, they just wanna see spins I swear Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and take a walk with me...I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me Wait a minute now...Shit ain't like I thought it would be Come to Jersey from New York with me I know you busy...But take the time out to walk with me Pay attention on this tour with me Maybe I'm seeing something wrong Come along and make sure with me Come and take a short walk with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-7345308628508553789?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7345308628508553789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=7345308628508553789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/7345308628508553789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/7345308628508553789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/rap-i-can-relate-to-my-life.html' title='The rap i can relate to my life'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4259701648598143492</id><published>2008-03-14T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:17:14.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday/today was reall cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahaha......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing to say except&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;slept at 9 plus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;woke up at 3 in the morn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept at 6 in the morn today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up at 12 in the noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about 7 people said hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was still sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNTIL my mum was calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freaked me out at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then i finally woke up with a scare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;msgs from bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways was able to play CABAL today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a cool game i say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made from the creators of audition maple and more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this game ruled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn its so cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;addicted to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow got home tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then after that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;play CABAL again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then some packing up to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then nothing else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she lik ahem! loves 2 guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still trying to let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crying in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR FREEDOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;end of post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4259701648598143492?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4259701648598143492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=4259701648598143492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4259701648598143492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4259701648598143492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterdaytoday-was-reall-cool.html' title='Yesterday/today was reall cool'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4439594275421681151</id><published>2008-03-04T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:18:43.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of typed things</title><content type='html'>alot of times she wrote his name and his name is!who cares you wont know anyways...get jealous alot lately,just made fun of her name and also got soccer and ache from it today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna try to make "mini-posts" just like how Ayu's Sis does,one post,few words... anyways realllllly tired and wanna try sleep early but i get tempted to listen to music like im addicted to it,wellll i am addicted to music now before sleep must listen music la.in bus must listen music.in school before assembly listen music.in class want to listen music but Guang Xu willl write down my name for a small assed god damned reason and that reason is LISTEN TO MUSIC IN CLASS well when no teacher then i will listen if only he wont butt in wat other people is doing wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im so bored...nothing to say to Ayu when she is online during the weekends cuz all i can only comment on her pweetyness and also in class today she wrote a damned 4 page thousands of one guy's name on fulscap i was jealous then but i get the feeling i wanna let go but i just cant...its like as if she is someone i would stay with for years but we prolly wont last for 5 weeks cuz she finds me irritating and i find myself irritating only around her well looks like this is not a mini-post and it is like a composition.i just love how i like to be called an irritating sunava***** but some people are encouraging me that im not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nady is driving me up my ass's wall she is always toking about HOT guys with me ALWAYS and why?just becuz her frens dont care she wants to "fit in" with the guys well one thing i can say here nad even though i care about whatever you do doesnt mean i care what happened to you and yr bf i can let out a lil secret about what she said to me abt her distant cuzen and its...forget it she will hate me forever JUST BECUZ I WAS ABOUT TO LET OUT HER SECRET and whats more if i did more sit ups and look more lean i wouldn't be so lazy and if only i studied hard i wouldn't have trouble with my parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sometimes forget the limit of MY attitude even the dumbest of people gets freedom and the coolest phone they can get and i dont and they think im an express student who has a borderline case which i dont cuz there are alot more worse people than me what heck do they think i am anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like every new paragraph comes out a new topic and i wonder how many words i have already typed well hey &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUESS WHAT!its the end of this freaking post!!wheee!ITS SO BORING PEOPLE SAY I SUCK...well a lil someone say i suck and now another guy say i suck and well MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;argh so whats more can i say this is the end hope certain people read it cuz i seriously want them to read my messages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THAT INCLUDES NAD AND IDAYU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before i try to call idayu EEEEE DIE LA YOU! again like what i did cuz im so jealoused and before i damnably slap the freaking smile of nad when she talks about hot guys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4439594275421681151?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4439594275421681151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=4439594275421681151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4439594275421681151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4439594275421681151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/alot-of-typed-things.html' title='Alot of typed things'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-5048935181283836500</id><published>2008-02-23T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:04:05.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SUCK</title><content type='html'>yes i suck well i dont i just say i suck cuz amal says i suck how i know?idayu's profile well i dont care i bet idayu is agreeing with amal that i suck so now i suck to them and whats more i dont really care now all im doing is thinking what to do next sry that i didn post yesterday was too moody (not so in msn wanted to hide my moody mood)anyways sometimes i just gotta think with music in my ears blasting them loud (when with mp3 that is) and first of all i went idayu's profile yesterday saw amal's comment want me to show it?well i should since she wont care (maybe she would) but what do i care she aint my gf anymore i dont need any problems anymore this is the comment from amal:HEY NEW FREN=))looks lyke we hate d same guy..hahahaz..he sux n btw i dun lyke hym animore=))kl la dats al..byes=)...ah thats what amal commented in idayu's profile well now i know well after that changed my msn name to something related to a secret message in a game which is real creepy (the secret message thingy that is) and then put my pm something related to amal's comment and also related to if idayu agrees that i suck well told this to one fren of mine she said i dont suck im the best GUY fren a girl could ever have those words mean alot well amal didn understand the whole picture and she strait away made it obvious she wants a break up so break up la just becuz of a stupid post wth so now about 2 people say i dont suck they gave me encouragement well after these last few words i am gonna chat (if anyone is still around in msn) well nvr see EEDIEYOU online today but i saw AMAL online for awhile tot of showing her the comment and strait away offline but she off9ed before i could even do that so now all i can do now is chat with certain people i know ok thats all i can say bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-5048935181283836500?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5048935181283836500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=5048935181283836500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5048935181283836500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5048935181283836500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-suck.html' title='I SUCK'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-74674382939138587</id><published>2008-02-10T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:12:59.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to HOME</title><content type='html'>Finally im back home from Batam Island the holiday was...uhhh.mehh...yeah,so im gonna talk about the 3 days i did in Batam first of all the first day was...mehhh in the ferry got dizzy so i must close eyes then my mum saw me and asked what happened then i told her i am dizzy she help me massage till i slept w000! that was shiok ah and then we had to do the "DRILL" you know the passport stuff and all after that waited for our bus to HOLIDAY INN Batam after reach HOLIDAY INN Batam we took our Room keys and went to MY room first had to stay with Bro And my GRAND DAD in that room while my parents all in another room then we reach MY room first never unpack just go out after leave stuff in the room my whole body ached becuz of that then go out to alot of places first we go eat food next we go uhhh.. where did we go? well i forgotten cuz my dad did not at least bring his laptop which sucks cuz all i can chat with was by sms and only one person was there for me to chat with BY SMS that person is the usual cute and lame Idayu she was so bored she even told me to stay up late to keep her company from a distance but i couldnt cuz the bed was so comfy that i couldnt tell myself to stand up so i fell asleep and she was sad that i slept SORRY FOR NOT TRYING TO STAY AWAKE anyways on the second day we went out AGAIN and ate at this seafood place called THE GOLDEN PRAWN or someting the food was nice and after that my mum go back to the resort and my dad,my bro and I went to play go-kart it was AWESOME ahaha i was so reckless i cut thru 3 people in one corner and it was fun no pics of it though but i did ride an atv on the first day there is a vid on it in my mum's camera dunno when i can show it XD so comes the THIRD DAY third day was so bores but my dad my bro and i go play pool/billiards so after we play we go back to our room and pack and went back home i was so tired in the ferry i fell asleep and my neck hurt -_-" reach home go sit down at comp table chat chat chat!w000 glad to be back home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-74674382939138587?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-1537218839994794537</id><published>2008-02-03T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:47:08.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP</title><content type='html'>you should know that why i dont really post in blogs i dont go out thats why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY BLAME MY PARENTS they are the ones that dont let me go out so now im so bored about what to post on...first of all im so bored on the weekends mum is stressing me on doing revision but im soooooo lazy in studying (nvr did stidied once) so now all i gotta say is this is all i can post now so i may post tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PEACE OFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1537218839994794537?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1537218839994794537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1537218839994794537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1537218839994794537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1537218839994794537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/holy-crap.html' title='HOLY CRAP'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-146621483972340285</id><published>2008-02-01T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:12:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT WAS WARRRRR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whooooo!CROSS-COUNTRY JUST ROCKED MY ANKLE SOCKS!it was so damn fun the starting already violent and all and i feel like i have a lil bit more stamina and can run QUITE fast so now im like wanting to turn back time just to run and enjoi again!!man it was like what the hell sia the starting by the time the horn thingy sound everyone start running about 4 guys or 5 guys or something fell XD violent sia and then after i crossed the finish line  I hoped for the fun to not end that soon i talked with Ayu,her sis and some of her sis frens ler talk crap and all and then after the whole cross country finish Ayu and I went back to assemble with our class and after that we go pick up litter and then we go on to our bus after we were in our bus i was sitting alone singing to myself Ayu who was right behind me was doing the same with some of her frens so while singing i was thinking la how fun the cross country was and how i need to put back my ear piece each time it fell off (i listened to music while running!XD) and then while i was doing that people take pic of me!!!!no!!!confirm the pic of me is gonna suck alot anyways who cares just as long i dont look funny and then i was considered somewhere near the last place (i think im about 64 or something??not sure how many sec one boys ran sia!) and then in the end more fun ah must catch up with this one guy the lane for the boys was toooooo narrow so i cut across the girls line and past him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!man i was so lucky i still have an extra barrel of energy left AND I DIDN EVEN EAT BREAKFAST speaking of breakfast i didn eat at all except for after cross country so after that i went back home with Ayu and her Sis then they go back their house i go back My House and i had to run in the rain to do that wow and now im so thinking of the cross country ITS ANNUAL AND I ONLY GOT 4-5 YEARS TO ENJOI IT!!!!what a bummer if only the cross country was like one term one cross country that would so rock man i wonder how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next years cross country is gonna be more fun or just plain uhh FUN!well now so fun fun fun fun cant wait for next year's cross country!!!!!!!!!seriousl though i suddenly enjoi running and getting tired than sitting down and not care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-146621483972340285?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/146621483972340285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=146621483972340285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/146621483972340285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/146621483972340285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/that-was-warrrrr.html' title='THAT WAS WARRRRR!'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-2921624135989776226</id><published>2008-01-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:38:17.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK!TIME FOR PLAN B!</title><content type='html'>ok now Amal is angry with me and Ayu...Amal barely knows Ayu and she hates her (amal hates ayu) and now she is FURIOUS Ayu feels sry for Amal and I and Amal is saying "SRY MY FOOT" now i feel like i dont care for once i feel like I DO want to be alone That is My PLAN B...nothing to post except that i finally got my shinguards soccer boots and soccer socks so now there is nothing to think about not even love.Ayu doesnt like me Amal angry with me Azhar is doing not much in this event and i feel like i wanna be alone that i have to say it 2 or 3 times and school is gonna be alot harder for a few days cuz Dayan my class mate broke my pens stapler and more just over a stupid-well im not gonna say!that lil sad guy needs to pay me back for the broken stuff he broke and that costs about $6 plus???or maybe $10 plus HE SHOULDNT HAVE ACTED EMO and now im so thinking of nothing all im doing now is nothing just playing ps3 when bored "staring" into Amal's furiousness becuz of me and trying to fill my "Emo" heart's holes by,thinking of nothing!and also i got nothing else to do except think of post titles think of what i wanna post about trying to forget what i did wrong in my life well in realtionships i dont consider the wrong Wrong get it?now all i can say now is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;from DannY&lt;br /&gt;that boy who is actually crazy at times&lt;br /&gt;crazy as in mental that is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-2921624135989776226?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2921624135989776226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=2921624135989776226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/2921624135989776226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/2921624135989776226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/oktime-for-plan-b.html' title='OK!TIME FOR PLAN B!'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-992720000507967969</id><published>2008-01-25T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:22:15.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am surrendering to life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok now its so harder for me to post in my blog first of all is...my mum is gonna hide my laptop somewhere during the weekdays and can only use it when i finish my homework on friday and on weekends so that sucks Just plain sucks but hey its my life why must she care its my life but now i must surrender to life now i just dunno what to do im bored playing ps3 and chatting posting all this life i can do this and wont be able to try and find anything else to do so all i can say is now im so confused even after telling Ayu the truth we are acting as frens and Amal read the post and we broke up so now im so confused this may be all i can say im not gonna tok about school maybe later tonight ill post summore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peace OFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Danny the stressful and maybe EMO boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-992720000507967969?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/992720000507967969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=992720000507967969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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alot more fierce,the girls seems to be TOO quiet...ok so at first to start the day,the start of the day was all fine and first need to do sing national anthem (it was tooooooo quiet then)then need to say the pledge (slightly louder) and ten go to class my form teacher SLIGHTLY cut his hair and the wednesday thursday and friday duty roster is gonna have a break cuz we had 3 pupils who "volunteered" to clean the class the whole week so now im so not glad cuz my duty is on monday and i wasnt able to get the break!and also i seem to have forgotten to bring alot of things so i tried to listen to the lessons but worst of all some of us didn bring our history stuff so we kena punishment by the teacher but the punishment was ok the teacher just called our parents im not sure abt the other student's parents wat they did but mine was ok my mum had to gimme the fierce and serious face and told me VERY VERY softly so my dad wont hear and now im so the confused on what to bring tomorrow becuz i lost my timetable!!bloody hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways one of my frens "Omar" sent Ayu an SMS saying that thing (I would only tell to my best fren and those who i consider trustworthy) and i was like telling him then he abit blur and said "HUH?" and then he ran a short distance and then i told him "WHAT its almost the truth what" cuz a the dilemma thingy so he didn run away and i didn try to beat anyone thats something different i dont usually do that but maybe its becuz i felt ok when i said its ALMOST the truth anyways now my CCA instead of softball i join soccer!!!!!!!!!now all i need is the weekend to buy the soccer things i need and im all set!for soccer that is and also i cant forget to bring certain stuff OR ELSE thats the scary part anyways i gtg and ask ask ask about what to bring tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BY,Danny (my other nickname)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-1670957458469809149?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1670957458469809149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=1670957458469809149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1670957458469809149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/1670957458469809149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/weird-day.html' title='Weird day'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4209587210626437899</id><published>2008-01-21T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:48:57.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>........WHERE should i start.......ok lets start with school......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this week is about the uhhh *thinks* AH this week is the fourth week a few days before that bloody Cross-Country HOPE I DONT GET ASTHMA!ok so school is great i kinda forgotten alota things like Stationery(however u spell it)some books but lucky the things i didn bring are THAT serious my correction for maths I need bloody help in it cuz i suck at maths so im like thinking about alot things and also i got head aches and whats more IM HAVING TROUBLE WITH MY EFFING BLOG its like i wanna put in a new Blog Skin and im new at it so im like effing stressed becuz its so not Effing working so i kinda need help from my bro but he will EFFING read my blog which i dont want cuz i wanna read his blog so i wont let him "help"me so i need help from some frens (i feel like i am advertising for help instead of toking about life)anyways i feel kinda lazy to do homework but i have no choice do i if i had i would take a year to finish that homework but at least its not so stressful(actually it is) damn im having headaches EFFING HEADACHES i wonder what my brain looks like when i have headaches sometimes i think its trying to bulge till my skull breaks and i go all crazy just like i said EFFING HEADACHES crap looks like i have nothing else to tok about in this post i cant even think about a title for the bloody post so now im so EFFING stressed im so lost about what im tryin to tok about anyways im gonna go now maybe tonight im gonna post summore maybe yes maybe not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4209587210626437899?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4209587210626437899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=4209587210626437899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4209587210626437899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/4209587210626437899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-5903527409024611089</id><published>2008-01-20T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:27:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day i tell</title><content type='html'>Ok i wont wait to tell till im alone the dilemma im in is about 2 "objects"both are nice one is considered fren the other considered a fav (but when with people you should know) i dont know which one both are beatifully(a clue) "designed by god and i can only choose one unless my fav now dont mind but then.my fav used to be another person's fav and i kinda feel bad for that person so i told the fav so and so but didn say that she should be that other person's fav again but then that fav all told me that...thats it im saying it...that she is scared that she might lose me cuz our school is kinda far (hillgrove to new town IS kinda far to some)and now im so thinking so stupidly and now im in more of a dilemma my mind is in KAOS so i cant really decide the one im with now or with her(not gonna say who YET in new town in my class gossip travels realy real fast) so i asked a friend for advice and she told me i gotta do what her ex does so i told her i decide to wait so now i cant really decide now im so stessed on who to choose if i choose "her" the one im with now will be alone for awhile and i kinda feel bad after she said she is afraid to lose me and if i choose the one im with now,we cant really do things TOGETHER we will just stay bored and all and can only resort to keyboards in means to entertain ourselves...and also to add to the stress MY PARENTS SUDDENLY SUCK! they are to fricking serious GOD DAMMIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-5903527409024611089?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5903527409024611089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=5903527409024611089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5903527409024611089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5903527409024611089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-day-i-tell.html' title='Today is the day i tell'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-5812111179399329939</id><published>2008-01-19T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:39:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Amateur skater</title><content type='html'>OK so just like what the post title says i feel like trying to skate again (yes i skated before didn know any tricks so give up) but then becuz of week days i wusnt able to buy and now WEEK ENDS ALSO CANNOT BUY becuz of my *studies* i nvr studied before and suck at it everytime i am at it my eyes tend to get sleepy (cuz no light glaring from the book) so "im like WTH!(what the hell if u dont know) how can i study llike this!" so im like stress cuz to me secondary school is easier TO ME until u reach abt sec 3 or sec 4 like that so my parents like a lil more serious (thats what i hate) and im also stress when im thinking abt things that are not related to the bloody thing im "studying" like u know the bloody ps3 and laptop is still on or about my dilemma(wont tell what till im ALONE)so now i like dunno what else to choose but then i seem to realise that my post now is not about skating its yet again about my life...what else can i tok about so now im wishing my parents is not so fricking firm on me so now i hate sec school life becuz of my parents (i still like the school) yet im gonna post a blog about...about what sia...looks like im gonna blog about my days and boring life CRAP its just that i hate it when im so super duper UBER stress anyways im done excercising my fingers for now (ill still press buttons on ps3 or the keyboard by chatting) ok im gone now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life Blog,&lt;br /&gt;                       Made by,&lt;br /&gt;                                       TRaNE (MY NICK NAME)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-5812111179399329939?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5812111179399329939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270373636350626722&amp;postID=5812111179399329939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5812111179399329939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270373636350626722/posts/default/5812111179399329939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/future-amateur-skater.html' title='Future Amateur skater'/><author><name>Dan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ivLq4_PmBuY/SnFV_IDzVoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cI6iPUojMiM/S220/DSC00057.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270373636350626722.post-4480938592233130555</id><published>2008-01-19T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:00:49.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap Talker</title><content type='html'>Great all i can say now is this is my FIRST TIME blogging thanks to the other blogs i feel like creating one myself EVEN THOUGH I SUCK AT IT need to find a song a background and whats more i need frens to think abot me sucking "pro"file what the heck anyways Sec School life seems almost like those American schools i mean the feeling except for the rule TUCK IN YR SHIRT wow i hate that rule...Anyways i can believe my school,New Town,is cool and i tot i would have a bad year...But then i got to NA at least and my class there is...Maybe i shouldnt tell but then sometimes a girl in my class (wont say who) when chatting with her i just dunno what to say but when with her sister (not gonna say who YET AGAIN) I CAN TALK ALOT! i asked the classmate (the girl) why when i chat with her sis i have alot to tok abt but when with her i seem to always ask What are u doing now...then she told me (as in by keyboards) that maybe its becuz we are from the same batch...anyways this is my friikkkkkiiinnnnnggggg first blog so dont go act to me and say "EY YOUR BLOG SUCKS U uhhh GUY!or uhhh GIRL!"and also i seem to talk crap sometimes...AND ALSO wow i cant believe i'm typing alot of things for my first ever blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270373636350626722-4480938592233130555?l=likeastressfulboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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