<?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-6628331</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:38:36.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovemewhenimgone</title><subtitle type='html'>tis is ma story...everyone has one...bt when u think u hav it all...i came into ur life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>i'm nt born to be liked</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117553884707244061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628331.post-112784498731003880</id><published>2005-09-28T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T02:16:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Would you be slighted if I endeavor to be diminutively imprudent by taking a crack at subsisting superfluous chic by using convoluted lexis? Would it in any means exasperate you at this hour tardy in the hours of darkness?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that shows I’m bored stiff! It’s like 2am and I’m chilling with farrhan n syam at “mac” admiralty. By the way, I’m getting myself a freaking job. 2 jobs actually! Hahakz! One is at TCC and the other at night safari. You guys might be asking why on earth I wanna get myself into such hitch…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Friday I went job hunting with Jarryl. Astonishingly, the very next day TCC called me and asks me to come down that upcoming Wednesday! Cool! As usual I was never satisfied. I want a better pay! Hahakz! Thus I applied at night safari on Monday! The manager told me this before I left, “give me 1week or 2 and I’ll give you a call.” That’s not encouraging at all! But you know what! Tat very night, I received an e-mail that asked me to turn up on Thursday for training. Here’s the catch, I got 6weeks of training, once a week and its unpaid! What the hell! N to make it worst, I got 18 pages of script to memorize as part of the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the next 3 weeks I’ll grab tat job at TCC while I train at night safari, as a tram guide. Make the best of both worlds. And if god permits n I pass ma training, I’ll just screw TCC n leave for the better paying night safari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6628331-112784498731003880?l=lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112784498731003880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112784498731003880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112784498731003880' title=''/><author><name>i'm nt born to be liked</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117553884707244061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628331.post-112694933571663257</id><published>2005-09-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T17:28:55.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was rather common. Typical Saturday I could say. The boys meet up early in the morning for our usual weekend activity. Soccer, its all about this beautiful game. Much to my glee we won. The score line was rather startling, 5-2. (last week was 5-1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, its already 5 and I just got home! After soccer (at about 230), Syafiq, A’an, Syam, Aizat and me (I oppose to this idea actually) went for a jamming session. Gosh! It was ghastly! Tried to pester Aizat to come over to my crib after that, but he have to cram for his prelims. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I’m damn freaking weary!&lt;br /&gt;later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6628331-112694933571663257?l=lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112694933571663257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112694933571663257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112694933571663257' title=''/><author><name>i'm nt born to be liked</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117553884707244061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6628331.post-112687481832487032</id><published>2005-09-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:46:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is under massive reconstruction..perfection needs time..if ure in here plz tag ma blog.. n plz...shhhhhssshhh..dont spread the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh~ its been ages since i last add an entry for tis bloggy shit..i dont even know why i'm doing it..u myte think tat i muz haf been real dead bored huh..well ure ryte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit in ma room trying to think of a topic to write on. Seriously I got no clue, simply oblivious and brain dead. This holiday is killing me. Boredom is mainly caused by the timing of it all. Everyone around me, I mean my friends, are still having exams and school. What the hell, so much for the luxury of living without exams. Gosh! Sitting at home is killing me, every single minute of it. Mum is slowly driving me up the wall. She seems to run out of patience. She nags, shouts and can’t seem to stop commanding everyone in the house. I so need to find a job! Need tat endless flow of cash so I can get ma freaking license! N for that stress part, maybe I should get myself a pet-cat?  Bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, ma saturday will nvr be complete without soccer..so tomolo..i'll update again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6628331-112687481832487032?l=lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112687481832487032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6628331/posts/default/112687481832487032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovemewhenimgone.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112687481832487032' title=''/><author><name>i'm nt born to be liked</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117553884707244061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
