<?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-1970663270635138545</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:31:43.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t o u r n i q u e t.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</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>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3136723602896954913</id><published>2008-07-17T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:37:46.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>topped english with nazurah where nadhzierah got second.&lt;br /&gt;mr. physics teacher said " i expect you to do well uh"&lt;br /&gt;miss teacher said " you're capable of scoring an A [for social studies]"&lt;br /&gt;mr hamzah " i want you to get an A1 in maths" [well he says that to all his students]&lt;br /&gt;if they believe in me so much then it means its time for me to believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;phonies fakes &amp; flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what is friendship anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3136723602896954913?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3136723602896954913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3136723602896954913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EHbPP6u_kdM/SHhkx98KGXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/TW_1BIcRKZw/s1600-h/Capoeira_alif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EHbPP6u_kdM/SHhkx98KGXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/TW_1BIcRKZw/s320/Capoeira_alif.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222034577539340658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU OWE ME A STARBUCKS BLUEBERRY CHEESECAKE AND A PHOTOTRIP BOB(:(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2905906193282155526?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2905906193282155526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2905906193282155526' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5695964248256840060</id><published>2008-07-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:57:38.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presenting my ghey blog</title><content type='html'>MY BLOG IS ALL PINK PONG AND GHEY I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;but i loove the dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont blog much&lt;br /&gt;unlikelee of mee to do soh [blog much]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5695964248256840060?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5695964248256840060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5695964248256840060' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7829919042468520578?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7829919042468520578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7829919042468520578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7829919042468520578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7829919042468520578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-helloh.html' title='oh helloh'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar 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MEGOLALXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZ (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6539093773393326959?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6539093773393326959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6539093773393326959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6539093773393326959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6539093773393326959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/07/jenny-was-friend-of-mine.html' title='jenny was a friend of mine'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4640158384063319029</id><published>2008-06-25T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:30:59.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>to fay:&lt;br /&gt;i'm here for you bebeh.smile bf(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lets forget that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're running out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhapsperhapsperhaps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4640158384063319029?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4640158384063319029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4640158384063319029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4640158384063319029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4640158384063319029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar 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style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FUCK AH CHEEBYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. people, don't ask cus i won't say word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4541467104227846329?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4541467104227846329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4541467104227846329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4541467104227846329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4541467104227846329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-pretend-everythings-alright-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8629994985143688033</id><published>2008-06-12T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:03:14.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FEAR</title><content type='html'>Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark. I felt dizzy and nauseous – as if I had just woken form a dream. Where am I? What was happening? I stood up, groping around looking for a door. My hand suddenly struck a cold metal knob and I tried to open it, hoping to get away. However, despite repeated tries, the door knob would not budge. I sank to the floor, defeated. Just then, a sudden ray of light entered the cage I was in. Caught off guard, I was dragged out by a huge burly figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold outside and I shivered uncontrollably. Who was that big giant? What did he want from me? Walking through the forest, led by the giant, I was shrouded by an atmosphere of immense trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You now have a chance to live and run away from here. But remember, this is a small island you’re on and it would be easy for me to find you. Make sure I don’t see you again because if not, you will not live to see the next sunrise,” the giant whispered into my ear, a psychotic smile plastered across his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loosened his grip on my arm and I ran as fast as me feet could carry me. Leaping over obstacles and dodging trees, I felt as if I was in a much bigger cage. Whatever it was, I felt that I had to put as much distance between us as quickly as possible. I knew he was coming after me. To him, I was a real-life doll he could play with. Lulled into a false sense of security, I decided to climb up one of the highest trees for protection. Having been drained of all my energy, I slept there until I heard a twig snap. I jolted upright in an instant and peered down. There was no one in sight. I slid down the tree trunk and decided to flee once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprinted until I finally reached the edge of a cliff. It was a dead end. The enticing blue of the water far below caught my eye. If I jumped, could I escape successfully? I realized then that I had a gun stuffed under my belt. All I had to do was wait for the big sized bloke to pass by. As if on cue, he appeared at that moment on one of his rounds. I could see his full profile clearly and waited for the right moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aimed at his chest and pulled the trigger thrice. He should be dead. I thought to myself. I hid, afraid to see what was left of the ape-man. Stealing a glance, I realized that he was not on the ground anymore. I was enveloped by horror. I felt hot air breathing down the nape of my neck. It was him. Stunned, I stumbled back. I was now inching away on all fours. I knew he could smell my fear. He was not human. The spots where the bullets pierced through were slowly healing. I knew then that those could have been the last few moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurried to the edge if the cliff again. Looking down, I realized that if I were to jump into the sea, I would be able to float back to civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8629994985143688033?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8629994985143688033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8629994985143688033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8629994985143688033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8629994985143688033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/fear.html' title='FEAR'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2600930214143274249</id><published>2008-06-12T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:01:19.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nurfarahin khusaini is lame(:</title><content type='html'>1. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;hwen ym uyg sebt rfiden oltd em he saw vonmig yawy fater hte lovsl &lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever faked sick?&lt;br /&gt;ONCE. in primary school. to avoid doing some stupid task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever cried during a movie?&lt;br /&gt;Prolly&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person you couldn't take your eyes off of?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever been drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Under the influence of alcohol or drugs? No. I'm not a loser, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;6. What's the farthest you've ever gone on a dare?&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Diyanah Binte Azhar&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever been in a car accident?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How old were you and when you received your first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Besides my parents, i got kissed at the age of 5ish. But it was on the cheeks. This indian boy who was older then me ran up to me and pecked?/kissed? me on the cheek. my parents were around. &amp; they were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Im GLAD to say i haven't given away my first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favourite sport to play?&lt;br /&gt;Does Photography count?&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;Totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is there anything that you have done that you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Which mortal doesn't have regrets? I have them but i don't live for them.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;As corny as it is, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;Like what Fara said: What Goes Around Comes Around&lt;br /&gt;16. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Weird&lt;br /&gt;Frank&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;Lame&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to describe myself. Do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was your first boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;(: We shall leave that a mystery&lt;br /&gt;18. What is the longest crush/relationship you have had?&lt;br /&gt;I don't count theses things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your greatest weakness?&lt;br /&gt;I shall only let the people who are close to me know. I don't want to show the whole world me weakness&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you get along with your family?&lt;br /&gt;Really well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever get a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;Thought of it. BUT,,, no&lt;br /&gt;22. Who makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;BF FAY, GBF, THE FIVES, everyone i guess. I laugh alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I love the way Allah created me. I'm not changing anything even if you give my a gazillion bucks. I'M NOT DELUSION-ED&lt;br /&gt;24 What would you want to accomplish before leaving this earth?&lt;br /&gt;Make Poverty History&lt;br /&gt;have books published&lt;br /&gt;designed my own house&lt;br /&gt;do enough good deeds&lt;br /&gt;idk; we'll see how it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.List 5 ways of what love is to you&lt;br /&gt;- to see the person as who he/she really is&lt;br /&gt;- to understand&lt;br /&gt;- to support&lt;br /&gt;- to respect&lt;br /&gt;- is not what teenagers are feeling - its infatuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove one question from the above and add in your personal question.tag 7 people. List them out at the end of the post. Notify them at their tagboard that they've been tagged. EHHH MALAS LA OIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fay&lt;br /&gt;2. nadd&lt;br /&gt;3. naddz&lt;br /&gt;4. asidah&lt;br /&gt;5. azyan&lt;br /&gt;6. angie&lt;br /&gt;7. alison&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OKAY GO NOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2600930214143274249?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2600930214143274249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2600930214143274249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2600930214143274249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2600930214143274249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/nurfarahin-khusaini-is-lame.html' title='nurfarahin khusaini is lame(:'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1580062590052960358</id><published>2008-06-06T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:47:53.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gabbagabba</title><content type='html'>head throbbing. not going to rely on stupid panadols. stupid pounding. pft. hope kak tikah and her husband are okay. good night all. sorry for the lame hide and seek game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1580062590052960358?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1580062590052960358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1580062590052960358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1580062590052960358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1580062590052960358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/gabbagabba.html' title='gabbagabba'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7645176010322521905</id><published>2008-06-05T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:13:05.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistaken identity</title><content type='html'>MISTAKEN IDENTITY&lt;br /&gt;I threw myself on the bed the moment I reached home. I was as beaten as hell for I was accused of having done what I had not. I had to endure the torment of a bruised ego else I would have lost my job. I sat up and stared at the wall where I had a photograph of my boss up. I fetched the darts and began aiming at the photo while reciting 'you idiot' over and over. Wet, warm drips of water splashed on the parquet floor. I did not know why but I was enveloped with overwhelming detestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get rid of Stacey, the reason for why I was in trouble. If only she vanished off the face of the earth. The wrath I felt inside made me forget that the moon was full. I suddenly morphed into a being feared by the bravest men. I howled into the night and made my way to find that good-for-nothing Stacey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran on all fours. I could not resist the thoughts of butchering that girl. I finally caught sight of her annoyingly highlighted hair. I swiped her off the ground and began tearing into her. I ripped her apart with all my might and I stared into her eyes to see her feel the same way I did. To my horror, it was not that conniving little thing. It was my sister. The sick feeling in my stomach made me hurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glaring sunlight burnt my eyes. I woke up to the macabre of blood and flesh. I suddenly remembered what happened last night. I ran for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue 'marriage' another time(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7645176010322521905?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7645176010322521905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7645176010322521905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7645176010322521905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7645176010322521905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/06/mistaken-identity.html' title='mistaken identity'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1591264121393773018</id><published>2008-05-23T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:02:20.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage</title><content type='html'>an essay titled MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;this is only the introduction for i wish to post it in installments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit. I’m a mortal with sins and am unworthy of love. I should be thankful that I’m even alive today. I’m guilty of having shut myself off from everyone. I just don’t wish to be reminded of the past - the time when I was blinded by wealth, the time when I only remembered money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say that I was married. But this ‘marriage’ wasn’t with anything or anyone but my job – my obsession with being respected. I was young &amp; reckless with dreams as high as the sky. I had no life then, only an ailing mother to take care of. But I abandoned her. I left her alone to fend for herself. Not giving her a single cent out of my five figure salary. But who cared? She was going to die anyway. It was only a matter of time. I never realized I was wrong, until she was gone. But it made no difference; I was still devoted to my marriage – my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days turn to months which eventually turned to years. I failed to realize that my ‘marriage’ was strained. My ‘wife’ and I were &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this close&lt;/span&gt; to a divorce. My health was deteriorating and it contributed to the lousy performance of my work. I couldn’t cope with the stress building up with every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT PART(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1591264121393773018?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1591264121393773018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1591264121393773018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1591264121393773018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1591264121393773018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/05/marriage.html' title='marriage'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8055585391121286906</id><published>2008-05-23T21:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:09:42.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>a thousand apologies for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;the malay intensive has been eating up my free time.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get this done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;this is kinda to far fetched for me but im hoping for an A2.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have mapped out my career path and what to do if i fail.&lt;br /&gt;all i have to do now is give my best.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i'll be the best architect there ever will be.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided not to pursue psychology even though i know i'd regret the decision.&lt;br /&gt;but if it's meant to be, its meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8055585391121286906?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8055585391121286906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8055585391121286906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8055585391121286906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8055585391121286906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-9216800324004192103</id><published>2008-05-04T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:25:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formation of damnation</title><content type='html'>new essay titled SAYING GOODBYE. i took the title from tys November 1999 paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Saying Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;“I saw the stranger that was you. Whatever happened to our innocence? Could it be that nothing’s going to change? Because time has got a way of taking back everything you thought you had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sat across the empty booth in front of me, with eyes vacant but so deeply shaken. Hollow in their sockets and with your hair, long, rough and unkempt. Your clothes so mismatched and discolored. What happened to the Mary Jane I knew? What have the years done to you? Why are you such a contrast from what you were before? Where is the wild and carefree person I once knew? Staring at you, I began to remember the times we spent together as teenagers. The fun we had being the rebels with no thoughts of our future. But one day, I had to move out of town. Dad had a job offer overseas and our friendship had to come to an end. We finally got to meet after eleven years but you don’t know who I am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this letter gets to you because I miss you my old friend. I wish I had acknowledged you at the diner that day. I wish dad didn’t get the job offer. I wish I hadn’t moved away. I wish I could talk to you again MJ, I really do. But I can’t. I am suffering from cancer and these are the last few months of my life. By the time this letter gets to you, God would have taken me back with him. I really do wish we could return to the way we were before, MJ. Sorry for promising that I’d keep in touch with you but I never did. Sorry to have kept you waiting, MJ. Sorry MJ, for leaving you behind with your abusive family. Sorry for not approaching you at the diner. I was afraid you’d hate me. Afraid you wouldn’t talk to me. I guess that was stupid, huh? I still have the locket you gave me right before I left. Our last embrace, I still remember to this day. I’m writing this letter so that you know I never forgot you. I’m returning this locket because I want you to have it in remembrance of your old friend here, Danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane, there’s one thing I want you to know. I didn’t tell you earlier because I was afraid our friendship would end. I love you, Mary Jane. I really do. Ever since we were silly seventeen-year-old teenagers to this very day. Today is your birthday Mary Jane. The day you finally turn thirty. I wanted this letter to reach you on this very day because I want it to be a present to you. Even though I know I don’t exist on the face of the earth anymore, I want you to know you’re not alone because I’d be watching you from heaven. I want you to know that I’d be waiting for you, my love. Goodbye for now, Mary Jane. We will meet again someday. I promise. Just remember that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Daniel James Milicevic”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mary Jane folded the letter with her frail hands and stared into the mirror. Hot stinging tears began forming at the corner of her eyes. Why was it now that Danny wanted to ‘reappear’? Didn’t he know I loved him all this while? Why only give me the letter now that you’re dead, Danny? You imbecile! Mary Jane crushed the letter and threw it in the bin across the room. She loved Danny but having made her wait for so long, Mary Jane left fate to decide whether they would ever be together. Only time will tell.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;seems like i have been replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;oh yah. everythings my fucking fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-9216800324004192103?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/9216800324004192103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=9216800324004192103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/9216800324004192103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/9216800324004192103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/05/formation-of-damnation.html' title='formation of damnation'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5059241643996227793</id><published>2008-04-28T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:45:29.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>currentconvulsions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you're slowly shaking finger tips&lt;br /&gt;show that your scared like me so&lt;br /&gt;let's pretend we're alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say i like you. because i don't. but seeing your name in her post, it drives me insane. i think im going crazy. pardon this lunacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fuck this paranoia&lt;span/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5059241643996227793?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5059241643996227793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5059241643996227793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5059241643996227793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5059241643996227793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/currentconvulsions.html' title='currentconvulsions'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3398010921698083997</id><published>2008-04-21T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:11:24.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultimaclaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01118-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what im doing here.&lt;br /&gt;uh, i got my cybershot back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the answers in the POA tys sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lets be frank,&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think im wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;because idk whether i really like you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3398010921698083997?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3398010921698083997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3398010921698083997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3398010921698083997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3398010921698083997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/ultimaclaw.html' title='ultimaclaw'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3259635629407288415</id><published>2008-04-18T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:52:45.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking fantasies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01642-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illusory mental image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies. deceit. vengeance. delusion. fake. false. manipulation. siege. blockade. infested. exteriorization. externalization. incarnation. materialization. objectification. personalization. personification. substantiation. guile. canard. fiction. inveracity. prevarication. figment. illusion. phantasm. phantasmal. reverie. vision. fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna run away,&lt;br /&gt;never say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know the truth,&lt;br /&gt;instead of wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know the answers,&lt;br /&gt;no more lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effing wake up from your effing fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; our days were based on fantasy, but we never knew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to whoever who thinks its headed to&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3259635629407288415?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3259635629407288415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3259635629407288415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3259635629407288415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3259635629407288415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/fucking-fantasies.html' title='fucking fantasies'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7856202951917120170</id><published>2008-04-16T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:49:44.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty</title><content type='html'>this is an essay i wrote for a friend. he didn't use it in the end. so, here it is. enjoy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared in the mirror, distraught. The looming darkness of dusk approaching made me remember Molly. She had the most enthralling set of eyes that pierced right through and set you into a world you’d never be able to imagine. She entered my life as fast as she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being always alone, I never talked to anyone else. I found peace in solitude but those thugs in school would never leave me alone. They took my allowance, made me do their homework and every other ridiculous thing until one day; I could not take it anymore. I decided to stand up for myself. I had had enough. I refused to do what I was told and I was dragged into a secluded corner in the school and was given a hell of a beating. That was when Molly came. Her presence, somehow or another, made the thugs scatter like rats. I stared up to her, amazed. She stretched out her hand, helping me off the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hi, I’m Molly. What’s your name?” she asked me with voice as sweet as honey. It felt pretty gorgeous awkward. I adjusted my glasses and tried to check my breath. I stammered and finally got my name out. She became my best friend ever since and we went almost everywhere together. Time flew by rather quickly and I felt as if I was falling for her. I wanted to tell the latter, but I could not bring myself to for I was afraid she would not return my feelings. I admired her courage, her strength masked under that alluring porcelain face. I had to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for Molly as usual before school, so we could walk together. However, she did not turn up and I decided that she was probably unwell. This went on for a week and I felt that something was amiss. I knew that something had happened but I did not know what. I tried every ways and means to find out about Molly but my efforts were futile. She was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, staring at the mirror, all I have left is memories of yesterday; her perfect splendor, her sweetest smile. For she, was the beauty, from on the outside and within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;oh &amp; i miss the arguments.hahah so lets(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7856202951917120170?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7856202951917120170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7856202951917120170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7856202951917120170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7856202951917120170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-essay-i-wrote-for-friend.html' title='beauty'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5659855340181369340</id><published>2008-04-13T18:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:09:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS FLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:55px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OKAY EVERYONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE HAS OFFICIALLY GONE BONKERS. PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO TEXT OR CALL ME. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, DIYANAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5659855340181369340?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5659855340181369340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5659855340181369340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5659855340181369340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5659855340181369340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/news-flash.html' title='NEWS FLASH'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8268813791633451972</id><published>2008-04-11T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:03:42.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Consider this a picture perfect sweet sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;When you've never been wrong before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you're not gonna talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for making you understand the wrong thing in the text.&lt;br /&gt;this is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;im not after him.&lt;br /&gt;i know you know we know what others don't.&lt;br /&gt;we both know, isn't that enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-colour:#D80000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7px"&gt;because ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8268813791633451972?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8268813791633451972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8268813791633451972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8268813791633451972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8268813791633451972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft.html' title='pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-346169331481013542</id><published>2008-04-03T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:22:32.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>you changed&lt;br /&gt;i remember you said you hated emos&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now you're one&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna go all 'i remember'&lt;br /&gt;just open your eyes wide and you'll see that she's changing you into someone you're not.&lt;br /&gt;she's strangling you.&lt;br /&gt;she's making you her rag doll, my old friend.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you wake up before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it's only because i care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-346169331481013542?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/346169331481013542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=346169331481013542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/346169331481013542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/346169331481013542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/04/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8949138689592919654</id><published>2008-03-24T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:20:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early mourning</title><content type='html'>like every wall is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;like ties meant to be cut&lt;br /&gt;like that one last kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;like lies meant for a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;like fables meant for kids&lt;br /&gt;like feelings hidden behind masks&lt;br /&gt;like life being taken away with every breath&lt;br /&gt;like everythings moving but you&lt;br /&gt;like the feeling of suffocation of knowing but not being able to do anything&lt;br /&gt;like wanting to scream but nothing comes out&lt;br /&gt;like losing the greatest thing in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not one more night &lt;br /&gt;One last kiss good bye &lt;br /&gt;My sweet love tonight &lt;br /&gt;I hope the stars still spell out your name where you are&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and you are everything I see &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I will forget you &lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my love &lt;br /&gt;I will forget you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;taken from early mourning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8949138689592919654?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8949138689592919654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8949138689592919654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8949138689592919654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8949138689592919654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/early-mourning.html' title='early mourning'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7689939676531161224</id><published>2008-03-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:56:56.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i be mary-jane watson&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you, peter parker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7689939676531161224?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7689939676531161224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7689939676531161224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7689939676531161224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7689939676531161224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-i-be-mary-jane-watson-you-peter.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6754246277795675621</id><published>2008-03-12T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:45:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I AM NOT FIONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I KNOW NADIA LIKES CESKHY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6754246277795675621?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6754246277795675621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6754246277795675621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6754246277795675621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6754246277795675621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-not-fionaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4409336289340667976</id><published>2008-03-12T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:48:24.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;   &lt;u&gt;         &lt;i&gt;flyable donkeys with fiery breath&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;/u&gt;       &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4409336289340667976?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4409336289340667976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4409336289340667976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4409336289340667976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4409336289340667976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/flyable-donkeys-with-fiery-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8947100385957401583</id><published>2008-03-10T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:52:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVFho0MfNkM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVFho0MfNkM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me&lt;br /&gt;i love peaceful melody&lt;br /&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;My breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what i'ma saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;Our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;this is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;A lá one big family&lt;br /&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No please, don't complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No please, don't hesitate&lt;br /&gt;no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;The sky is yours &lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8947100385957401583?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8947100385957401583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8947100385957401583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8947100385957401583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8947100385957401583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-you-done-done-me-and-you-bet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-435157867405138711</id><published>2008-03-06T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:16:52.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-435157867405138711?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/435157867405138711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=435157867405138711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/435157867405138711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/435157867405138711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-looks-at-me-i-fake-smile-so-he-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5141071373336793167</id><published>2008-03-06T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:08:17.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQtqLxIAPaQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQtqLxIAPaQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;the song mr. iap and nadd sent me on the same day.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5141071373336793167?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5141071373336793167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5141071373336793167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5141071373336793167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5141071373336793167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/song-mr_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2626267090744164514</id><published>2008-03-06T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:58:01.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVKDQgT_b-Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KVKDQgT_b-Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;iap&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2626267090744164514?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2626267090744164514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2626267090744164514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2626267090744164514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2626267090744164514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/iap.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-79764310387273383</id><published>2008-03-06T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:33:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Tell me why he looks at her that way.&lt;br /&gt;And tell me why he doesn't look at me that way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what she has that i don't.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where i went wrong and what i did that made you forget me that easily.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why she's so special and i'm not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the one you looked at.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the one you talked to when things were down.&lt;br /&gt;Now you've found a replacement for me.&lt;br /&gt;You found her.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-79764310387273383?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/79764310387273383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=79764310387273383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/79764310387273383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/79764310387273383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/03/tell-me-why-he-looks-at-her-that-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3170297098777602080</id><published>2008-02-20T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:01:06.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralala</title><content type='html'>perhaps its too early to do a summary of the week.&lt;br /&gt;but heck, might as well.&lt;br /&gt;we had ELDDFS training on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;was so-so. i don't understand why he wouldn't say what he honestly thought of our individual group performance. &lt;i&gt;what ever that meant.&lt;/i&gt; one part that tickled me the most was &lt;i&gt;"EH! GOT SOMEONE FAINTED! &lt;u&gt;AT THERE!&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing my ass out. &amp; the way it was pronounced was "at dare".&lt;br /&gt;like LOL. then me and nadia were making fun of them. &lt;br /&gt;the reason: because it was &lt;u&gt;fun&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;like denver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was a fun session but seriously, it's gonna be dead soon.&lt;br /&gt;pffffffffffffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;happy looking at the skies and the full moon suria(:&lt;br /&gt;inilah orang mabuk cinta. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C STRING FOR ASIDAH'S BIRTHDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3170297098777602080?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3170297098777602080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3170297098777602080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3170297098777602080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3170297098777602080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/tralala.html' title='tralala'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6530204343587250334</id><published>2008-02-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:10:45.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i am &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; messed up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6530204343587250334?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6530204343587250334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6530204343587250334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6530204343587250334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6530204343587250334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so-messed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4528621735810638043</id><published>2008-02-18T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:08:24.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets turn back time</title><content type='html'>﻿Like a Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there&lt;br /&gt;So you wrote it down I'm supposed to care even though it's never there&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard to see the things you substitute&lt;br /&gt;For me and all my thoughts of you?&lt;br /&gt;It's eating me alive to leave you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;okay. i going bonkers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving me in lieu of this song&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathing in your skin tonight&lt;br /&gt;Quiet is my loudest cry&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside&lt;br /&gt;And if it's healthier to leave you be,&lt;br /&gt;May a sickness come and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding my own words, my own little stage&lt;br /&gt;My own epic drama, my own scripted page.&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear&lt;br /&gt;From the start it was shaky and the characters rash,&lt;br /&gt;A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last.&lt;br /&gt;All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wish we could turn back time to when it all was fine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4528621735810638043?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4528621735810638043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4528621735810638043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4528621735810638043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4528621735810638043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-turn-back-time.html' title='lets turn back time'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-588783499118363666</id><published>2008-02-11T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:04:21.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super bored. [supposed to do maths]&lt;br /&gt;random photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01813.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01813.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk whether nazurah remembers this.&lt;br /&gt;last year's postcard on racial harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=11414382.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/11414382.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01682.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01682.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid face with the tiny eyes featuring the DD,G shirt and the limited edition red Adidas watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=GREYHEARTS054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/GREYHEARTS054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gigi flasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=Image2223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/Image2223.jpg" border="0" alt="drama"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01586.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY performance.&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp; Rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01593.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01593.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY performance.&lt;br /&gt;Dragon &amp; Snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01618.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY performance.&lt;br /&gt;Dragon and the wiiiiiiind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01786.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stupid way to end a stupid post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-588783499118363666?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/588783499118363666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=588783499118363666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/588783499118363666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/588783499118363666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2408022270818950931</id><published>2008-02-11T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:52:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>idk what im doing here.&lt;br /&gt;oh again, like gfhmdfhms&lt;br /&gt;another fgfh-ed up minah found out about TH like pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;it drains me and it pains me to know that people like that are listening to the same time of music i listen ti&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;no people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stop&lt;/b&gt; being so narrow - minded.&lt;br /&gt;music is so not universal.&lt;br /&gt;pffffffffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2408022270818950931?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2408022270818950931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2408022270818950931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2408022270818950931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2408022270818950931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/idk-what-im-doing-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5676146113263773133</id><published>2008-02-09T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:28:47.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>martyrdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01791.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up, this was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im superduperuber freaking bored.&lt;br /&gt;i know i supposed to go do my homework but not-frequent procrastinating is allowed right.&lt;br /&gt;my 26 yearold cousin is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;[i hope its twins]&lt;br /&gt;yay! im gonna be an aunt&lt;br /&gt;wait. that means, id be old. eww.&lt;br /&gt;okay this post is really full of blah-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken lotsa photos of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i am the DRAGON&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONGRATS SURIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help,&lt;br /&gt;i still miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12days since that last text&lt;/span&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5676146113263773133?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5676146113263773133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5676146113263773133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5676146113263773133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5676146113263773133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/martyrdom.html' title='martyrdom'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6143898490134177158</id><published>2008-02-06T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:47:26.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wake up Dee.&lt;br /&gt;as much as i like him,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing ever going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;cus that's who he is,&lt;br /&gt;he twists words with his cunning mind&lt;br /&gt;&amp; makes me fall.&lt;br /&gt;what he said,&lt;br /&gt;those sweet words,&lt;br /&gt;i know they're all lies.&lt;br /&gt;like i said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude,&lt;br /&gt;If this is your idea of "fixing" things, you're doing a great job at pulling everything apart. I suddenly wish you never existed. Yeah, i like you. But, you're one big lkftujthgitu. Don't wanna lose me huh? Too bad, you just did. Because when this girl turns away, she's never coming back. Thanks Mr. &lt;u&gt;whoever you are / ex close friend / atok anaesthetic / putra / alxndr.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up. I don't usually wait for people, I don't know why i did for you. &amp; if you've come to your senses, &lt;B&gt;ONLY THEN&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i regard you like i did before&lt;br /&gt;will i respect you&lt;br /&gt;will i bother wasting my time on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen you as the villian ,&lt;br /&gt;but now, you've shown me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6143898490134177158?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6143898490134177158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6143898490134177158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6143898490134177158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6143898490134177158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/02/wake-up-dee.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6390636684562334940</id><published>2008-01-25T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:58:45.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so,is this how it ends?</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;The angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're one of the greatest friends i've ever had. you stood by my side. we shared stuff. you made me listen to the killers and all. you made me learn to appreciate them. you were one of the things/persons that helped fix my mindset. you created memories. i shan't say much. thank you atok anesthetic. i guess it ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THNKS FR TH MMRS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you. i already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot dream tonight.&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness&lt;br /&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;br /&gt;&amp; as I stared I counted&lt;br /&gt;Webs from all the spiders&lt;br /&gt;Catching things and eating their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;and hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6390636684562334940?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6390636684562334940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6390636684562334940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6390636684562334940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6390636684562334940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/01/sois-this-how-it-ends.html' title='so,is this how it ends?'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6895398446257851023</id><published>2008-01-09T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:11:36.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the procrastinator has decided to update</title><content type='html'>so,its a new year. i don't see myself as a changed person. im still procrastinating. im still talking about that 'silhouette' girl [oh, she's not talking to me now] and her supposed best friend. im still being the person i was last year. you know why? its because &lt;b&gt;my new resolution was to make no resolutions&lt;/b&gt;. how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im late but here's wishing everyone a HAPPY NEW YEAR. omfg its superduperuber cliche. but hey, who cares? i want to thank all this people who made my 2007 a really fun-filled year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in alphabetical order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alison&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classmates for two years now, great knowing you. i haven't much to say. heeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ardy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for that one major blunder. goodluck with life now that you've graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Asidah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=hana026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/hana026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was candid.&lt;br /&gt;you've been sitting beside me in Malay Class ever since i got transferred to Zhenghua.&lt;br /&gt;I love tattooing your arm with highlighters.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this,&lt;br /&gt;but you're a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Azyan &amp; Azurah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have your photos. heeh.&lt;br /&gt;[Azyan, im 'balas-ing' your post.]&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd ever talk to you guys in my entire Zhenghua life.&lt;br /&gt;but we did.&lt;br /&gt;Azurah, "Ibu kasih sayang yang engkau curahkan kepadaku, i barat sungai yang sentiasa mengalir tidak akan pudar. walaupun ribut melanda, kemarau berpanjangan dan lautan bergelora."[DOTS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deary Fara&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC01534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends since sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;you've been there for me when i needed you and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times when we'd talk on the phone for hours and talk in school and talk on the phone some more. i hope we'd meet up soon. in the mean time, bestest of luck with Arai and i shall see you after the o's. this time, its a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ilyana&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mugshot of this orang.&lt;br /&gt;we together chubby la eh?[=&lt;br /&gt;thanks for introducing me to powerpop &amp; the times we hung out[?] in jwss, i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;heeeh. KHALIQ GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nadia&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00178.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tetek [don't mind the slightly coarse language[=]&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me and suria and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;your infectious laugh [like sherman's] &amp; your morbid senses never fail to carve a question mark in my head.&amp; oh, my teeth straighter uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nadhzierah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh. you and your famous 'anything uh'.&lt;br /&gt;eh. gain weight la.&amp; ask Haron to grow taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suria&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00263.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or suriargh. you've also been there for me/everyone when we needed you. lets watch LORD OF THE FLIES again. shane mardjuki's butt. &amp; im never going to stand in your way  for anything. we'll be friends for as long as time would allow us [this sounds so corny]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shasha&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00409.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00409.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heee. pantat. we shall share aiman. i want to see him again but i don't think we'd be able to. =[ i'll miss his mismatched socks and shoes and his geeky specs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Syadiq&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving you to bask in your imaginary 'rockstar-dom' sun. im not going to compete with you for the rockstar title. i snagging the geekstar title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;i thought of blogging about some other stuff but im too tired.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.heeeh. till next time orangorang.[=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6895398446257851023?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6895398446257851023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6895398446257851023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6895398446257851023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6895398446257851023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2008/01/procrastinator-has-decided-to-update.html' title='the procrastinator has decided to update'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7056808046519635339</id><published>2007-12-25T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:04:09.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know why</title><content type='html'>i don't know why things are this way.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why we're not even talking.&lt;br /&gt;telling you is not something i will do.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have issues.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks knowing there is this barrier between us when we're supposed to be best-est of friends.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks knowing you're down but i can do nothing to help.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks when you know that i know that we know our friendship is falling apart but we're both doing nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;im sick.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;im sick &amp; tired of all this.&lt;br /&gt;you're not the person i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;that somebody in your life made you turn your back against me.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing left to say.&lt;br /&gt;i leave it all in Allah's hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7056808046519635339?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7056808046519635339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7056808046519635339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7056808046519635339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7056808046519635339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-know-why.html' title='i don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-334906317741022225</id><published>2007-12-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:54:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the very very long and tiring and fun and dude-filled day</title><content type='html'>21st December&lt;br /&gt;shasha and me went to Escape Theme Park.&lt;br /&gt;we got there slightly after 10.&lt;br /&gt;rode this, rode that&lt;br /&gt;till three,&lt;br /&gt;when we were getting restless waiting for that so-not-thrilling-not-scary ride,&lt;br /&gt;this happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00408.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00408.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00409.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00409.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the weather,&lt;br /&gt;we went for the wet ride 3 times before the queue swelled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we went to dry ourselves at that spinning thingy&lt;br /&gt;for9850896905487604598709465790846579084576987435968794&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Shasha started her craptalk&lt;br /&gt;about Redzhuan.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; because of that, i can't keep him out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shasha has the geek.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;well, im not really into it right now,&lt;br /&gt;because, i know that &lt;s&gt;friend&lt;/s&gt; bestfriend hates me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;but im out of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i miss her and putra and maybe,&lt;br /&gt;just maybe that Mr. Red Riding Hood/redyellowbrownzhuan.&lt;br /&gt;im sick in the head.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-334906317741022225?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/334906317741022225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=334906317741022225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/334906317741022225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/334906317741022225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/12/very-very-long-and-tiring-and-fun-and.html' title='the very very long and tiring and fun and dude-filled day'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-992417461248370666</id><published>2007-12-18T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:43:05.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a really really long post. i think</title><content type='html'>watched &lt;u&gt;LORD OF THE FLIES&lt;/u&gt; with Suria and fellow drama members.&lt;br /&gt;the play was great but the ending was too abrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Shane looked _________.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm saying this but he looked &lt;u&gt;superly&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;u&gt;duperly&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;u&gt;uberly&lt;/u&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;too bad he's engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/1L.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performing area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00267.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suria and me [i didn't PhotoFix this 'cus it made the picture look pixel lated]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00270.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by Suria [i look retarded]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00266.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakim on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00276.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Hay Dairies the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00327.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00328.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00329.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00325.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00321.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[this wasn't from Hay Dairies]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00339.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00332.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been into this idol-y stuff but&lt;br /&gt;kudos to this Mr. Hady Mirza Dude who managed to emerge Asian Idol&lt;br /&gt;[=&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my grip on you,&lt;br /&gt;but i let it all fall through.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i hadn't cared,&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's how we should've fared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this test,&lt;br /&gt;it proves that i'm an ass.&lt;br /&gt;because for you,&lt;br /&gt;i've never cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me heartless,&lt;br /&gt;hate me whole.&lt;br /&gt;it just proves,&lt;br /&gt;revenge is a dish best served cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tear you apart,&lt;br /&gt;that's what i'll do&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it all,&lt;br /&gt;specially for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry this isn't of the same quality as the previous ones&lt;br /&gt;i just recovered from writers block, mind you &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00309.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not there to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Look up see the sky that I do&lt;br /&gt;And if god takes me before you&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you make me the happiest of all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-992417461248370666?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/992417461248370666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=992417461248370666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/992417461248370666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/992417461248370666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/12/watched-lord-of-flies-with-suria-and.html' title='a really really long post. i think'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7623619836569339147</id><published>2007-12-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:16:42.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blame this on the excessive amount of time i have in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;thank you , juliana, for adding 'spice' in my otherwise boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, you shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;you could have done a million other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like:&lt;br /&gt;1) find clothes for your mum that actually covers her&lt;br /&gt;2) find whitening products for your ultrablack skin&lt;br /&gt;3) go for an orgy or two - since that's what you type of people have time for [while you're at it, contract AIDS too please[= it'll make you pretty]&lt;br /&gt;4) go wake your grandma up from her oblivion&lt;br /&gt;5) count your pubic hair&lt;br /&gt;6) bring your brother to go find whitening products&lt;br /&gt;7) go fuck your ang-moh "dad"&lt;br /&gt;8) tell your grandma i have no fucking respect for her&lt;br /&gt;9) go tell your mum i think she is a fucking whore&lt;br /&gt;10) go tell your dad to grow some hair on his head&lt;br /&gt;11) go sell your body which i presume, is worth 99 cents&lt;br /&gt;those are only 11 things, im too busy looking for your minuscule - atom-sized brain in your family photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i know you hate me 'cus your family is falling apart. too bad. i don't sympathise.&lt;br /&gt;cheers [=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7623619836569339147?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7623619836569339147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7623619836569339147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7623619836569339147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7623619836569339147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/12/blame-this-on-excessive-amount-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4492041330765207111</id><published>2007-11-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:13:45.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not sorry fandra, i never will be</title><content type='html'>suddenly browsed through my collections and came across this:&lt;br /&gt;me and asidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/DSC00014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my super-straight razors=]&lt;br /&gt;i love my teeth cus it dosen't look like fandra's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/GREYHEARTS054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to hide my "hidung bawang" asidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/GREYHEARTS005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so "tak tau malu" but i love my screwed up mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/P1000692.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love my horse [given to me by cik yati. you have one too, sha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/P1000833.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister just said : your huge...&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't complete the sentence&lt;br /&gt;i'd do that for her&lt;br /&gt;FANDRA, YOUR HUGE UGLY TEETH WITH PLAGUE LOOKS LIKE SHIT.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;when will you ever stop being jealous of me?&lt;br /&gt;i pity you. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;brix is over in jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;bryan's attached.&lt;br /&gt;you got no real friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you're left to wallow in self pity.&lt;br /&gt;aww,&lt;br /&gt;somebody fetch me tissues please,&lt;br /&gt;i'm about to cry.&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes fandra,&lt;br /&gt;im an obnoxious little bitch.&lt;br /&gt;the irritating person in your life you can never forget,&lt;br /&gt;because i left i indelible mark on/in you with my harsh words.&lt;br /&gt;you think i actually care about what you have to say?&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;with your teeth so yellow,&lt;br /&gt;your breath so foul,&lt;br /&gt;i think you can go do a bj for/on normil.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im no emo,&lt;br /&gt;im the ultimate rockstar&lt;br /&gt;you're the retard.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry 92345364758464756879867576879880746597647856746 times for making your life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;im not someone who regrets, fandra&lt;br /&gt;i don't live for them,&lt;br /&gt;you do.&lt;br /&gt;you're part of a past that never existed.&lt;br /&gt;so will you,&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE&lt;br /&gt;stop being so jealous of me&lt;br /&gt;and get on with your pathetic scummy life?&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay nadd!&lt;br /&gt;i got my evil mojo back.&lt;br /&gt;so that means i can write our stuffs again=]&lt;br /&gt;will miss you,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm looking forward to the 29th of next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suria!&lt;br /&gt;mickey mouse club house&lt;br /&gt;m-i-c-k-e-y m-o-u-s-e&lt;br /&gt;im feeling all hyper and i can't wait for the 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LORD OF THE FLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is where i say goodbye=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4492041330765207111?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4492041330765207111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4492041330765207111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4492041330765207111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4492041330765207111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-sorry-fandra-i-never-will-be.html' title='im not sorry fandra, i never will be'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8011028450083652158</id><published>2007-11-12T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:59:57.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this life i left behind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HELLO WORLD,&lt;br /&gt;IM A ROCKSTAR=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm like a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;constipated freak&lt;/span&gt; sitting here with my ntbk,&lt;br /&gt;i still &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; saying;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NADIA'S GOT A BAR - POKE&lt;/span&gt; =]&lt;br /&gt;fadzil,&lt;br /&gt;you're the easiest guy to intimidate&lt;br /&gt;you skdjfhbclvf nincompoop&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ohmyfuckinggod&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;looooove&lt;/span&gt; to watch you squirm under my presence&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GAY - RAKE&lt;/span&gt; bdh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;looooove BTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not zulaikha's ETF=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh sorry i just feel like being an ass&lt;br /&gt;sorry abt the bar poke nadd&lt;br /&gt;i don't think im going to stop saying it anytime soon=]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; i looooove my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;super-straight-almostfake-butreal set of pearly whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was totally random&lt;br /&gt;like wee hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s  uh you guys? i think i'm going admit myself to the Institute of Mental Health just like Bree did in Desparate Housewives[well, i think she was truly nuts] . &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8011028450083652158?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8011028450083652158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8011028450083652158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8011028450083652158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8011028450083652158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-life-i-left-behind.html' title='this life i left behind.'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6583435778988002081</id><published>2007-11-08T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:10:17.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't it strange?</title><content type='html'>isn't it strange how you wish and wish for things to happen and when it does,&lt;br /&gt;you feel like it never made a difference?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it strange how you'd wish the best for your close friend and when it does,&lt;br /&gt;you feel so little?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it strange to feel proud of your friend &amp; at the same time fear that you'll lose her?&lt;br /&gt;same dreams&lt;br /&gt;different aspirations&lt;br /&gt;different souls&lt;br /&gt;best of buds?&lt;br /&gt;anyway through it all,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be happy for you &amp; we'll stick together for as long as time would allow.&lt;br /&gt;rockstars till death=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6583435778988002081?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6583435778988002081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6583435778988002081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6583435778988002081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6583435778988002081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/11/isnt-it-strange.html' title='isn&apos;t it strange?'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-541933098631018414</id><published>2007-11-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:44:35.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this anthem of our dying day</title><content type='html'>in the middle of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;taken far from my safety&lt;br /&gt;the picture's here&lt;br /&gt;the memory won't escape me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're stuck in a place so dark,&lt;br /&gt;you can hardly see&lt;br /&gt;a manner of matter that splits&lt;br /&gt;with the words i breathe&lt;br /&gt;&amp; as the rain drips,&lt;br /&gt;acidic questions around me&lt;br /&gt;i block out the sight of powers that be&lt;br /&gt;&amp; duck away into darkness&lt;br /&gt;time's up&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i wind up in a rusted world&lt;br /&gt;with eyes shut&lt;br /&gt;so tight that it blurs into the world of pretend&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; friends, the 4 of you, you're appreciated. &amp; fara, as much as i miss our frindship, we're just growing apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-541933098631018414?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/541933098631018414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=541933098631018414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/541933098631018414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/541933098631018414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-anthem-of-our-dying-day.html' title='this anthem of our dying day'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3343071673898677355</id><published>2007-10-29T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:29:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my cousin's off to Thailand for some training thingy&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too sure what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/P1000877.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/thP1000878.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q160/97831340/P1000870.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was the one to kick a soccer ball &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;into my face&lt;/span&gt; when we were younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll be gone for a year&lt;br /&gt;&amp; for the first time in my life i talked to him without any sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life i saw him cry&lt;br /&gt;yeah abg hidayat&lt;br /&gt;i will listen to my parents&lt;br /&gt;i will study hard&lt;br /&gt;i won't hold any grudge against you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the other things you said,&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to listen&lt;br /&gt;get back safely dood[=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3343071673898677355?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3343071673898677355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3343071673898677355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3343071673898677355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3343071673898677355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my-cousins-off-to-thailand-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-911646997874813714</id><published>2007-10-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:29:35.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am super pissed with you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you can't even guess the amount of hatred i have&lt;br /&gt;each and every one of your 'members' have - in one way or another - pissed me off real bad&lt;br /&gt;i hope you guys drown in misery&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you guys won't succeed. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TRUST ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is a poseur, another's an insecure retard &amp; you're another wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i gave you my permission initially&lt;br /&gt;because i thought my work would be safe&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it, you're the last person on earth i would ever EVER rely on&lt;br /&gt;the last person on earth i would ever EVER befriend&lt;br /&gt;the last person on earth i would ever EVER TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to keep your name to myself&lt;br /&gt;but for the record,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-911646997874813714?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/911646997874813714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=911646997874813714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/911646997874813714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/911646997874813714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-super-pissed-with-you-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2091567323693220584</id><published>2007-10-17T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:05:17.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the rain falls&lt;br /&gt;she's all alone&lt;br /&gt;defending herself&lt;br /&gt;from the huge cruel world&lt;br /&gt;she's hungry&lt;br /&gt;she's cold&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she feels all alone&lt;br /&gt;all she needed was to hear&lt;br /&gt;that everything would be okay&lt;br /&gt;&amp; 'don't worry&lt;br /&gt;we'll get out of here'&lt;br /&gt;she feared the looming figures&lt;br /&gt;she feared that no one cared&lt;br /&gt;then one day she jumped&lt;br /&gt;she jumped and wanted to make sure she bled&lt;br /&gt;she did&lt;br /&gt;and that broke his heart&lt;br /&gt;the heart of the one who really cared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2091567323693220584?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2091567323693220584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2091567323693220584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2091567323693220584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2091567323693220584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/rain-falls-shes-all-alone-defending.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-5531499533911309439</id><published>2007-10-17T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T18:46:37.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the feeling she has inside&lt;br /&gt;the feeling she cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;the feeling that no one feels&lt;br /&gt;the feeling no one thinks is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth she hides away&lt;br /&gt;the truth that always stays&lt;br /&gt;it never fails to bring her down&lt;br /&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's frustrated for she doesn't know&lt;br /&gt;the feeling that haunts her insecure frail soul&lt;br /&gt;she's prey&lt;br /&gt;she's prey to the feeling she doesn't know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-5531499533911309439?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/5531499533911309439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=5531499533911309439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5531499533911309439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/5531499533911309439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeling-she-has-inside-feeling-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4125840373198247006</id><published>2007-10-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:04:09.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; i gave up.</title><content type='html'>this is a story of someone who hears voices&lt;br /&gt;this is fictious and i wrote this at the spur of the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I GAVE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me i was a failure&lt;br /&gt;you told me i was no good&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it all was true&lt;br /&gt;i had my dreams but you put them out&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at that moment,&lt;br /&gt;i gave up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be a chemist&lt;br /&gt;you said the lab would blow up&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be an astronaut&lt;br /&gt;flying high in space&lt;br /&gt;you laughed at me&lt;br /&gt;you doubted my abilities&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be a teacher&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you said that i was dumb&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at that moment,&lt;br /&gt;i gave up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally,&lt;br /&gt;that one day,&lt;br /&gt;i broke free&lt;br /&gt;free from all your insecurities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor,&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a cure&lt;br /&gt;he'd make you disappear&lt;br /&gt;just like you were never here&lt;br /&gt;'cause after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you're nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were just an imagination gone wild&lt;br /&gt;you were never real&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at that moment&lt;br /&gt;i gave up&lt;br /&gt;i gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sure&lt;br /&gt;i didn't need you here&lt;br /&gt;you'd pull me down&lt;br /&gt;and surround me with fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember&lt;br /&gt;when i got better&lt;br /&gt;you never appeared again&lt;br /&gt;the doctor&lt;br /&gt;the cure&lt;br /&gt;they made me give up on you&lt;br /&gt;just like you did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be the chemist&lt;br /&gt;i'd be the astronaut&lt;br /&gt;i'd be the teacher&lt;br /&gt;heck,&lt;br /&gt;i'd even be the lawyer&lt;br /&gt;i know i never was a failure&lt;br /&gt;just like you said you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up&lt;br /&gt;i give up on you&lt;br /&gt;so this is goodbye, my friend so dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4125840373198247006?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4125840373198247006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4125840373198247006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4125840373198247006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4125840373198247006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-gave-up.html' title='&amp; i gave up.'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7995799073094981361</id><published>2007-10-15T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:47:36.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to amanina</title><content type='html'>call me paranoid&lt;br /&gt;call me sick&lt;br /&gt;call me whatever&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of the way you pretend to not remember me anymore&lt;br /&gt;i remember we used to be close&lt;br /&gt;you told me every single secret&lt;br /&gt;you told me every single lie&lt;br /&gt;things have changed&lt;br /&gt;i have to say&lt;br /&gt;but i hate the way you tune me out &lt;br /&gt;of your life now that you've gone astray&lt;br /&gt;i remember you being the pious one&lt;br /&gt;now you're the girl i wish i'd never have known&lt;br /&gt;every time i start a conv,&lt;br /&gt;you'd never answer me&lt;br /&gt;never mind&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;if this is what you want,&lt;br /&gt;then we'll have it your way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7995799073094981361?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7995799073094981361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7995799073094981361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7995799073094981361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7995799073094981361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-amanina.html' title='to amanina'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8226524367010416281</id><published>2007-10-03T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T14:30:54.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this has been the toughest week of the year&lt;br /&gt;it's frustrating how things don't seem to fall into place&lt;br /&gt;its always during crucial times that i get preyed on by obstacles&lt;br /&gt;its not fair&lt;br /&gt;well what the hell is?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. like Denver, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start the whole string of bullcrap,&lt;br /&gt;i had diarrhea just before the English papers&lt;br /&gt;&amp;to add salt to the wound, i left my pencil case in the car the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;yknw, that kind of complicated pig shit.&lt;br /&gt;but the weekend went perfectly fine though&lt;br /&gt;had a long chat with MR. PICTURE PERFECT SWEET SMILER=]&lt;br /&gt;he made things okay.&lt;br /&gt;thanks monkey=]&lt;br /&gt;monday went along quite well&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was the suckky - est day ever&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't finish the math paper in time&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my phone's buttons got jammed&lt;br /&gt;looks like Mr. Picture Perfect Sweet Smiler's phone and mine suffer the same fate.&lt;br /&gt;actually, its more of us suffering rather than the nokia 5300's&lt;br /&gt;well, at least he's got a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to make my ic yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;when i was queuing up for the damned photo,&lt;br /&gt;two guys came up behind me with fake accents&lt;br /&gt;they talked bout Brittney or however you spell her name - failing at making her comeback on Mtv&lt;br /&gt;&amp; bla bla bla, i got from them a new whatever you call it&lt;br /&gt;'Denver, bitch'=]&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, Mr. Picture Perfect Sweet Smiler offered to back up my phone for me&lt;br /&gt;thanks lots dude=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mr. Picture Perfect Sweet Smiler stands at a height of 166 and he has the sweetest smile ever=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psychedelia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8226524367010416281?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8226524367010416281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8226524367010416281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8226524367010416281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8226524367010416281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-has-been-toughest-week-of-year-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-275360255271867711</id><published>2007-09-12T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:22:44.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>free speech is what everyone should be allowed&lt;br /&gt;yeah we may be of the same species&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean we think alike&lt;br /&gt;maybe the reason we don't have free speech is because it'd cause arguments&lt;br /&gt;but is life life without a lil' bit of drama?&lt;br /&gt;free speech on racism is out of the topic here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't what someone has to say of you is what they have to say?&lt;br /&gt;be it fact or bull crapping lies&lt;br /&gt;that's life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;comments from people can help yknw&lt;br /&gt;even those negative ones&lt;br /&gt;that's life 'embrace it' as quoted from Bainy&lt;br /&gt;harsh as it is, you have got to accept the fact that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT EVERYONE LIKES YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that, i shall end this post - with much bitterness again - with one confession.&lt;br /&gt;i hate your guts Sarinah.&lt;br /&gt;your fringe looks too bleagh and i feel like yanking it out of your head.&lt;br /&gt;quit acting cute/cool cus that is what every single mortal hates.&lt;br /&gt;yknw, i wanna say more&lt;br /&gt;but seeing that we're gonna start fasting tmr,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna keep it all in&lt;br /&gt;&amp; offer you a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; one way ticket to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BERMUDA TRIANGLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat berpuasa kepada semua umat islam 'yang pious enough to fast' - whatever that is in malay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-275360255271867711?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/275360255271867711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=275360255271867711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/275360255271867711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/275360255271867711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/09/free-speech-is-what-everyone-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2270625428619628328</id><published>2007-08-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:20:47.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since iskandar is convinced that i am all that bitter,&lt;br /&gt;i shall for once post without that much anger.&lt;br /&gt;because as he says,"it's not healthy"&lt;br /&gt;the past week was moderately bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things didn't start on monday.&lt;br /&gt;but i told my observation to her.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;i had this fire inside nothing can ever extinguish.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;i help nadd with her bearings &amp; watched the match in school&lt;br /&gt;the fire inside gets out of control&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;talked to him&lt;br /&gt;things partially sorted&lt;br /&gt;constant fear, hate &amp; disgust anticipating what she will do next to what was rightfully mine&lt;br /&gt;the guy that first "fly-kissed" me on one day,&lt;br /&gt;waved at me another,&lt;br /&gt;pointed his middle finger at me the next,&lt;br /&gt;then waved again the following week&lt;br /&gt;shook my hand on this day and flashed his toothy grin&lt;br /&gt;went to tuition with suria&lt;br /&gt;talked to her about things&lt;br /&gt;mood matched the dark sky then&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;nadd was moody&lt;br /&gt;i think its PMS&lt;br /&gt;but postmenstural.&lt;br /&gt;guys were rollerblading in class after school&lt;br /&gt;not to mention poking each other's ass/balls&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;took medicine from doctor for hakim&lt;br /&gt;he's got candidiases&lt;br /&gt;so his mouth is all purple&lt;br /&gt;went to pandan garden's playground with family&lt;br /&gt;saw cute cat/kitten&lt;br /&gt;carried "her" places&lt;br /&gt;hakim stepped on her head,&lt;br /&gt;beat her stomach&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pulled her ears&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure he got his violent genes from me&lt;br /&gt;but i'm violent when i need to be&lt;br /&gt;&amp; with reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normal enough a week for me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but without that much angst.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dark twisted life, iskandar.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he's no black dog,&lt;br /&gt;he's my ailyi &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2270625428619628328?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2270625428619628328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2270625428619628328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2270625428619628328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2270625428619628328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/08/since-iskandar-is-convinced-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7874039739111473479</id><published>2007-08-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:29:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually supposed to update about something else but i guess what i'm about to say is more important.&lt;br /&gt;if you ever end up a cashier,&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY AT GIANT HYPERMARKET/IMM,&lt;br /&gt;MIND YOUR MANNERS&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ALWAYS REMEMBER,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently,&lt;br /&gt;i was there on 05082007&lt;br /&gt;and the cashier was a total brainless fool.&lt;br /&gt;here's how the story goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wanted to pay for our purchases when my youngest brother snatched the money out of her hands.&lt;br /&gt;after much struggle, the money was 'brought to safety'&lt;br /&gt;with a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minuscule - teeny weeny tear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then - the cashier - said [in her non-educated retarded manner]; This one i cannot take. See tear already.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mum said; Then what'd you want me to do? That's the only 50 bucks I have with me right now.[all of this was apparently a lie.she had another piece]&lt;br /&gt;the dumb cashier claimed that if she took the money, she'd have to pay whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;so my mum left in a huff.&lt;br /&gt;going against every single thing my mum taught me, I shouted a 'SCREW YOU' to her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; many others were staring at me cus of that.&lt;br /&gt;like i actually cared.&lt;br /&gt;my mum then when to this other person asking whether the money could be accepted  and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;the answer was i big fat &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when this other person when to the dumb cashier hereafter known as TAIK BABI;&lt;br /&gt;she got scolded and our dear TAIK BABI screamed at her.&lt;br /&gt;when the other person tried to settle the stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;my mum, being her usual self,&lt;br /&gt;started nagging at TAIK BABI&lt;br /&gt;and made sure everyone within the vicinity could hear her&lt;br /&gt;feeling humiliated,&lt;br /&gt;TAIK BABI said 'okay la'&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mum said &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'you SHUT UP &amp; LISTEN TO ME'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; TAIK BABI got so ashamed she actually shut up&lt;br /&gt;but we received no apology.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;some people were really given birth to as retards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7874039739111473479?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7874039739111473479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7874039739111473479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7874039739111473479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7874039739111473479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3438852130752693710</id><published>2007-07-12T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:13:24.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Retards&lt;br /&gt;Effing retards&lt;br /&gt;That’s what some people were born to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One perfect example is that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAFIZAH&lt;/span&gt; girl from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2T1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ugly daughter of b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DON’T NEED TO ACT&lt;/span&gt; as if you’re oh-so-great you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SCUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU’RE DUMB – NO DOUBT&lt;/span&gt; looking at the class you’re in&lt;br /&gt;You’re a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FILTHY CHEAP SLUT&lt;/span&gt; &amp; that’s &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UNDENIABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JEALOUS UGLY BIMBO &lt;/span&gt;who hates to see people happy&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s because you’re so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FUCKING UGLY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; establish a happy relationship with anyone&lt;br /&gt;Not even your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY DEAR BITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know something you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SLANDEROUS MOTHERFUCKER&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I HAVE NO RESPECT FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER DO I FEAR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go and call your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;USELESS DROP-OUT PREGNANT-WITH-A-BASTARD COUSIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; do whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;Because, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRANKLY, I DON’T GIVE A FUCKING DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think one fucking cousin can scare the shit out of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FAT HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know,&lt;br /&gt;I had to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FUCKING INOCULATE&lt;/span&gt; myself after &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU FUCKING PUSHED&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;The reason being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU’RE A FUGLYFUCKINGFILTHYBIMBOTICSCUMMY PIECE OF SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch what you do &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DICKHEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you screw around much more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’M GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU’RE FUCKING SCREWD&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I SWEAR TO MAKE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE LIVING HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my word for it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;slut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3438852130752693710?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-701482393176021300</id><published>2007-07-10T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:54:14.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>poseurific mindfucks.&lt;br /&gt;that's what they are.&lt;br /&gt;suicide?&lt;br /&gt;plain cowards with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO BALLS&lt;/span&gt; to face the world.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it strange how freely people contemplate suicide when they &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAVEN'T GOT A CLUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHAT HARDSHIP IS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;even if you have problems a mounting,&lt;br /&gt;i don't think anything is good enough a reason for suicide.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;if you had problems &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;that huge&lt;/span&gt; of a deal, you'd be trying to solve it this very minute.&lt;br /&gt;but instead,&lt;br /&gt;you're in front of your computer,&lt;br /&gt;blogging about your problems&lt;br /&gt;&amp; how you wish you'd die that very instant&lt;br /&gt;*hints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WELL I HOPE YOU DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it disgusts me how poseurs nowadays think.&lt;br /&gt;it like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'ONE BREAKUP &amp; ITS OVER'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or whatever &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TAIK BABI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plain dumb is all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; don't even talk about things not being fair.&lt;br /&gt;that's life assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LIFE IS NEVER &amp; NEVER WILL BE FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;GET OVER IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; shitheads, if you wanna die so much,&lt;br /&gt;do the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt; a favor and jump down the 20th story.&lt;br /&gt;you won't need to contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;that's what you wanted initially wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;people just don't care anymore,&lt;br /&gt;they just want to see you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-701482393176021300?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/701482393176021300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=701482393176021300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/701482393176021300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/701482393176021300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/07/poseurific-mindfucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2198403265373434328</id><published>2007-07-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:46:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgot&lt;br /&gt;we are the martians&lt;br /&gt;butt ugly martians.&lt;br /&gt;like wee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;i came up with that.&lt;br /&gt;and ever imagine how nadd'll look like if she falls down the staris?&lt;br /&gt;just imagine a ROLLING MUSHROOM [=&lt;br /&gt;shan't say much.&lt;br /&gt;well i ain't much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2198403265373434328?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2198403265373434328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2198403265373434328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2198403265373434328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2198403265373434328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgot-we-are-martians-butt-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7273192821714978019</id><published>2007-07-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:42:04.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is an endless list of deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;there's no denying that.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like being all deep and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll talk about that whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kill - 30STM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if I wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;laugh it all off in your face&lt;br /&gt;what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;what if I fell to the floor&lt;br /&gt;couldn't take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come break me down&lt;br /&gt;bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;i am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if I wanted to fight&lt;br /&gt;beg for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;you say you wanted more&lt;br /&gt;what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not running from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come break me down&lt;br /&gt;bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;i am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;all I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;but nothing seemed to change&lt;br /&gt;i know now,&lt;br /&gt;this is who I really am inside.&lt;br /&gt;finally found myself&lt;br /&gt;fighting for a chance.&lt;br /&gt;i know now,&lt;br /&gt;this is who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come break me down&lt;br /&gt;bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;i am finished with you&lt;br /&gt;look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you're killing me, killing me&lt;br /&gt;all I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come break me down&lt;br /&gt;bury me, bury me&lt;br /&gt;i am finished with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7273192821714978019?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7273192821714978019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7273192821714978019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7273192821714978019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7273192821714978019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-endless-list-of-deadlines.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1521212423217079012</id><published>2007-07-03T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:54:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no more passwords by the way.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;shut up asidah or i'll be throwing SPITBALLS at you.[=&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;like wee hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1521212423217079012?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1521212423217079012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1521212423217079012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1521212423217079012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1521212423217079012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-more-passwords-by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6484756732666466875</id><published>2007-07-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:33:23.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being the eldest means being the most responsible one,&lt;br /&gt;That’s the common expectation.&lt;br /&gt;Being the eldest has its plus and minus I must say.&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and sister can be irritating at times,&lt;br /&gt;But it amazes me how my three year old brother speaks so fluently.&lt;br /&gt;I dare say he’s the best speaker for his age.&lt;br /&gt;He’s able to converse with no struggle&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to speaking Malay,&lt;br /&gt;That’s where his flaw lies.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what the problem with us [siblings] is.&lt;br /&gt;We just have trouble talking in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;Although English is often used at home,&lt;br /&gt;We do speak Malay.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak how to talk to my nenek kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That youngest brother of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Cute like hell,&lt;br /&gt;But he is a devil in an angel’s disguise.&lt;br /&gt;Everything must go his way.&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn’t,&lt;br /&gt;He’ll hit you like hell,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; knock his hard-headed head on yours.&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;His screams can turn you deaf for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the TOYOL’S turn.&lt;br /&gt;A pain in the neck&lt;br /&gt;Her area of expertise is to irritate people.&lt;br /&gt;Especially ME.&lt;br /&gt;But I can rely on her to cover my butt in certain situations&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;I so super hate ‘anugerah’&lt;br /&gt;Why do they keep using evanescence’s songs?&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that evanescence had class&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t seem  so anymore&lt;br /&gt;No doubt they produce great music&lt;br /&gt;But the common effing minah’s and mat’s overuse evanescence lah.&lt;br /&gt;Mentang – mentang ‘call me when you’re sober’ popular,&lt;br /&gt;All those commoners are listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;Like MPK kan?&lt;br /&gt;Knbccb like pantat babi woi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6484756732666466875?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6484756732666466875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6484756732666466875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6484756732666466875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6484756732666466875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-eldest-means-being-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1141495116937842138</id><published>2007-06-25T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:16:17.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>global warming isn't that much of our fault yknw.&lt;br /&gt;i admit.&lt;br /&gt;we do use excessive amount of plastics.&lt;br /&gt;and we do stuff without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;that's human nature ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;but think.&lt;br /&gt;is anyone of high power trying to do anything about what is happening to the world?&lt;br /&gt;one example is that PB or Pb or you can call him pussy boy.&lt;br /&gt;but if you want it in to lie in the periodic table, it's Lead dumb o's.&lt;br /&gt;if he really cares about the earth, he wouldn't have caused the war in Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;if he really cares, he would've stop his unnecessary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and if people do really care,&lt;br /&gt;all the terrorising by the goddamn ed terrorist would stop.&lt;br /&gt;like it or not,&lt;br /&gt;it's the same world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;what happens to your planet,&lt;br /&gt;happens to mine.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it a wonder how brainless and mindfcked  people can be?&lt;br /&gt;self centered nincompoops who think global warming is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOTHING MY ROYAL ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it isn't entirely their faults for having retarded minds.&lt;br /&gt;okay then,&lt;br /&gt;we should blame the first person to produce chlorofluorocarbons.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;like i even knw who the SOB is.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope people do come to realise that this is a fragile world we're living in.&lt;br /&gt;why can't people just mind their own shit headed business and do their own stuff for the ailing earth?&lt;br /&gt;think about it people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1141495116937842138?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1141495116937842138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1141495116937842138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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update what i want to but i'll do it the next time.=)&lt;br /&gt;ailyi(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6713254125596611442?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/6713254125596611442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=6713254125596611442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6713254125596611442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/6713254125596611442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7911516693276010521</id><published>2007-05-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:48:43.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She had something to confess to&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t have the time so&lt;br /&gt;Look the other way&lt;br /&gt;You will wait until it's over&lt;br /&gt;To reveal what you’d never shown her&lt;br /&gt;Too little much too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too long trying to resist it&lt;br /&gt;You’ve just gone and missed it&lt;br /&gt;It's escaped your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that I am needing&lt;br /&gt;Begging for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than you could ever give&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want you to adore me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want you to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;When it pleases you&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll do it on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played in every toilet&lt;br /&gt;But you still want to spoil it&lt;br /&gt;To prove I’ve made a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;Too long trying to resist it&lt;br /&gt;You’ve just gone and missed it&lt;br /&gt;It's escaped your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that I am needing&lt;br /&gt;Begging for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than you could ever give&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want you to adore me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want you to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;When it pleases you&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll do it on my own&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do it on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse&lt;br /&gt;Muscle Museum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7911516693276010521?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7911516693276010521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7911516693276010521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7911516693276010521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7911516693276010521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-had-something-to-confess-to-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8376607191924113356</id><published>2007-05-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:45:34.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WEE HEE HEE OI.[=&lt;br /&gt;don't want to talk about the MYE's.&lt;br /&gt;too many people talking 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, &lt;br /&gt;there was a time when we could learn&lt;br /&gt;all the simple pleasantries a follower should yearn.&lt;br /&gt;Now all that I can do is watch them burn&lt;br /&gt;and wish that I could save them all,&lt;br /&gt;or just one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the Fake,&lt;br /&gt;everyday shaking hands of men,&lt;br /&gt;promising the end.&lt;br /&gt;Hear him Speak of all the things that we need to hear,&lt;br /&gt;to adhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justify,&lt;br /&gt;your secrecies that surmise your cries&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you look around the bend&lt;br /&gt;is it going to end, when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visions that I've seen have left me torn&lt;br /&gt;between the resurrection and the prophecy unborn&lt;br /&gt;I think that I will document the fall&lt;br /&gt;and say I hate to say it, but I told you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your side, choose wise&lt;br /&gt;Your side, watch the change in time,&lt;br /&gt;when you whisper..&lt;br /&gt;You still blame, is my message clearer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you change your mind is it going to end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8376607191924113356?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8376607191924113356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8376607191924113356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8376607191924113356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8376607191924113356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-760029436010006623</id><published>2007-04-21T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:18:27.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently kinda sick.&lt;br /&gt;and exams starts friday.&lt;br /&gt;like wow.&lt;br /&gt;and if anyone's wondering whether &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;we're&lt;/span&gt; together,&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid that 'anyone' will never get the answer.[=&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;get your sticky - booger filled noses out of my business.[=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLUE/MALT [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be done in a few.&lt;br /&gt;which is riiiiiiiight about....&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-760029436010006623?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/760029436010006623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=760029436010006623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/760029436010006623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/760029436010006623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/04/currently-kinda-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7685119767696028444</id><published>2007-04-14T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:06:22.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/up1DoY8Cfwg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/up1DoY8Cfwg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing that someday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p--77vPuWCY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p--77vPuWCY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wee hee hee. great avril dissing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/bai_ling/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/topics/pete_wentz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PETE WENTZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7685119767696028444?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7685119767696028444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7685119767696028444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7685119767696028444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7685119767696028444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-doing-that-someday-like-wee-hee-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1754063100471984340</id><published>2007-03-20T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:55:49.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for the crap i updated the last time.&lt;br /&gt;just living up to the title AIRUS gave me.&lt;br /&gt;'Diyanah merepek macam kerepek'&lt;br /&gt;i haven't much to say in this post. so, i'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;feast your eyes people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- monday 12032007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image023-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in the bus with airus &amp; noticed this guy sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- tuesday 13032007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image056-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiderman. climbing walls. GO FIGURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wednesday 14032007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illegal. duh. a pet shop in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoilt for choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- thursday 15032007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two borthers with the same eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image081.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/Image085.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;- friday 16032007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eldds on the way to watch a play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/i.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/i-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyana &amp; fyda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t10/hanayid8118/i-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dihar &amp; mira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm going to stop here for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1754063100471984340?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1754063100471984340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1754063100471984340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1754063100471984340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1754063100471984340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-for-crap-i-updated-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-2769240005645456988</id><published>2007-03-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:53:40.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just remembered&lt;br /&gt;there was this article in the straits times about two 13yr old Malaysians that got married.&lt;br /&gt;no offense but i think that it's plain stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;you're wasting your youth for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;you think it's love?&lt;br /&gt;oh come on.&lt;br /&gt;what shit.&lt;br /&gt;quoting mr hamzah 'there's no such thing as love. love money' &lt;br /&gt;i think i know why the two individuals decided to get married ;&lt;br /&gt;1. she's pregnant&lt;br /&gt;2. they're stupid&lt;br /&gt;3. they've nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;4. they're desperate&lt;br /&gt;5. they're stupid&lt;br /&gt;6. she's pregnant&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;7. they're stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why get married when you're going to end up apart?&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me it's because of the sex.&lt;br /&gt;oh such lowlifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least it's not my life that's wrecked.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-2769240005645456988?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/2769240005645456988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=2769240005645456988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2769240005645456988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/2769240005645456988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-remembered-there-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8509195055300280046</id><published>2007-03-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:41:20.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How Stereotypical You Are...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Generic Teenager Stereotype&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you drink [alcohol]?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you party a lot? How often?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you use drugs for recreational purposes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How often do you use the word like in an average hour?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;quite often &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you skip classes? How often?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;trying to stop &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have casual sex? Protected?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you steal?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you wear inappropriate clothing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you drool over celebrities?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you watch a lot of TV?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you ever watch the News?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you even care about world issues?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you read books often?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you failing a lot of your classes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you spend most of your time with your friends?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you smoke cigarettes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you hang out a lot in malls, or at Seven Elevens?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you often find yourself with a crush on someone?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you cuss a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you desperate to fit in?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you intelligent?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Goth Stereotype&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black lipstick?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;looks too dirty &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black eyeliner?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a must wear &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black eyeshadow?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not needed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black trenchcoat?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not needed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black boots?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not needed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black fishnets?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;you going fishing? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Black nail polish?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cigarettes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Heavy metal music?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Marilyn Manson?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kittie?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cradle of Filth?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Constant frown and perpetual angst?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like to be seen as:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;what? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you an intellectual?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i am one &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;An atheist?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;whatthe? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Horrible home life?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hopelessly depressed?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Suffering with suicidal idealations?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Self-mutilation?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. that's stupid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Punk Stereotype&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Plaid?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Big black boots?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;you going for NS? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Mohawk?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;okay. but its getting OLD &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Excessive piercings? [Especially facial]:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not punks only &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Loud, confident and opinionated?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;in other words ATTENTION SEEKING &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Wild hair colors?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;okay &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;NOFX?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i don't listen to them &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Rancid?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;the band or the punks you're refering to? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Well versed on political scandals and outrages?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;A:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Jock Sterotype&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your IQ?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;high? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you watch a lot of sports?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Play a lot of sports?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Talk a lot about sports?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you do anything, really, but think about sports?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you arrogant?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a male or female whore?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;none &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you homophobic?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;?huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you tease other people a lot because you want to seem confident?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;But really you're a quivering mass of insecurity?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Boobs = yes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Parties = yes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;makes no difference &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dropping out of high school and flipping burgers = yes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Girl Stereotype&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you spend a lot of time on your appearence?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been on a diet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How much did you lose?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i said no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Was it not so much a diet as it was an eating disorder?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dots &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Make yourself throw up?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Make-up?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Low-cut tops?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How big are your boobies? [Cup size]:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you flip your hair when you talk, even if you don't realize it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Giggle a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's the deal with boys?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;how the heck should i know? ask them. duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thongs?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no comments &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pretty bras?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;who cares? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;YM, Teen, Cosmo, et al?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lame &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who's the weaker sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;men &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a feminist?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think Brad Pitt is hot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not really &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How often do you shave your legs?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about your armpits?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you emotional?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Especially when on your period?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Or That [Oh, that old coconut.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Originality or Acceptance?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;originality &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Independence or Companionship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;independence &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Stability or Freedom?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;stability &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Personal or Interpersonal?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;personal &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Introvert or Extrovert?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;introvert &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Popularity or Isolation?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;isolation &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Unique or Loved?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;unique &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Understood or Individual?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;understood individual &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You or Them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;me &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S597/How_Stereotypical_You_Are....html" title="How Stereotypical You Are..."&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="MySpace Surveys"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - 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o r - n o -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'M AFRAID OF SILENCE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. but i can't live without sound &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I TALK A LOT WHEN I GET NERVOUS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. hardly ever &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM REALLY TICKLISH:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN CALLED A TEASE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;and that means? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN CALLED "JAIL-BAIT":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;and that means? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'M AFRAID OF FACING MY BACK TO OPEN DOORS AT NIGHT:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I CAN'T SLEEP IN A ROOM IF THE CLOSET DOOR IS OPEN:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh. you expect me to stare at the mess? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM A HOMOSEXUAL:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE RUN AWAY FROM HOME:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LISTEN TO POLITICAL MUSIC:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I COLLECT COMIC BOOKS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I SHUT OTHERS OUT WHEN I'M SAD:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i don't remember being sad. only sadistic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE STAYED OUT ALL NIGHT:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I OPEN UP TO OTHERS EASILY:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM KEEPING A SECRET FROM THE WORLD:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe. it wouldn't be a secret if i tell &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I WATCH THE NEWS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I OWN OVER 5 RAP CD'S:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE DISNEY MOVIES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM A SUCKER FOR GREEN EYES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM A SUCKER FOR BROWN EYES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM A SUCKER FOR BLUE EYES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;oh yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I DON'T KILL BUGS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fake &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I CURSE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;true &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE CHEATED ON MY BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SLIPPED AND FELL IN PUBLIC:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SLIPPED OUT A "LOL" IN A REAL CONVERSATION:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. that's dumb &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE SPAM:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'M A GOOD COOK:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;great joke &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I HAVE WORN PAJAMAS TO CLASS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I HAVE OWNED SOMETHING FROM ABERCROMBIE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lemme go check my wardrobe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I WANT A BETTER JOB..OR A JOB:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE TALKED ON THE PHONE FOR 6+ HOURS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. im not stupid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE DR. PHIL:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;he dosen't make an impact to my life in any way &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LIKE SOMEONE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not someone. something. its money &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM GUILTY OF TyPiNg LiKe ThIs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. i hate that shit &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM SELF-CONSCIOUS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hell yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE TO LAUGH:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;depends &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I DRINK ALCOHOL FREQUENTLY:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. im not stupid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SMOKED A PACK OF CIGARETTES IN 1 DAY:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;again NO IM NOT STUDID &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'M NOT A VIRGIN:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i am. i intend to stay that way &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE LORD OF THE FLIES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;like whatever &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I EAT COUGH DROPS WHEN I'M NOT SICK:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I CAN'T SWALLOW PILLS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;amazingly, i can &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I HAVE A LOT OF SCARS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I CAN'T SLEEP IF I KNOW THERE'S A SPIDER IN THE ROOM:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;again, amazingly, i can &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I LOVE CHOCOLATE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hell yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I BITE MY NAILS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;heck no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I TWIRL MY HAIR:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;heck no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I AM COMFORTABLE WITH BEING ME:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hell yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I PLAY COMPUTER GAMES WHEN I'M BORED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I TAKE THESE GAY SURVEYS WHEN I'M BORED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SEEN A SHOOTING STAR:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;can't seem to remember &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HAD A "MENAGE A TROIS":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;whatever the hell? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE GONE OUT IN PUBLIC IN MY PAJAMAS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE KISSED A STRANGER:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE KISSED SOMEONE FOR THE HELL OF IT:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no I'VE GOT BETTER THINGS TO DO &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HUGGED A STRANGER:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN IN A FIST FIGHT WITH SOMEONE OF THE SAME SEX:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE LAUGHED AND HAD SOME TYPE OF BEVERAGE COME OUT OF MY NOSE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE PUSHED ALL THE BUTTONS IN AN ELEVATOR:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;HELL YEA &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE MADE OUT IN AN ELEVATOR:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;heck no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE KICKED A GUY WHERE IT HURTS ON PURPOSE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not YET &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN SKYDIVING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN BUNGEE JUMPING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HAD STITCHES:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BITTEN SOMEONE..AS A JOKE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea. ask nadia &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN TO NIAGARA FALLS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HAD THE CHICKEN POX:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE CRASHED INTO A CAR:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN TO JAPAN:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE RIDDEN IN A TAXI:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SHOPLIFTED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN FIRED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HAD FEELINGS FOR SOMEONE WHO DIDN'T HAVE THEM BACK:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE STOLEN SOMETHING FROM MY JOB:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN ON A BLIND DATE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE HAD A CRUSH ON A TEACHER:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE CELEBRATED MARDI GRAS IN NEW ORLEANS:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea. so that's a no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN TO EUROPE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not YET &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SLEPT WITH A CO-WORKER, AND/OR EMPLOYEE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN MARRIED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE GOTTEN DIVORCED:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN PREGNANT:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SEEN SOMETHING/SOMEONE DYING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes. the bug i just squashed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I HAVE A LIST OF PEOPLE I WANT TO KILL:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE DRIVEN OVER 400 MILES IN 1 DAY:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN TO CANADA:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN ON A PLANE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE SEEN THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;?huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE THROWN UP FROM DRINKING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE EATEN SUSHI:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN SKIING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE BEEN ICE SKATING:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE CRIED IN PUBLIC:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I'VE TRIED TO COMMIT SUICIDE:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no IM NOT STUPID &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" 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align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;45 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;whats your name spelt backwards?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hanayid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What did you do last night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sleep &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The last thing you downloaded onto your computer?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;songs &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last time you swam in a pool?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sometime last year &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What are you wearing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;clothes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How many cars have you owned?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;none &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Type of music you dislike most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;techno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you registered to vote?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not yet &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have cable?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What kind of computer do you use?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a fujitsu notebook &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever made a prank phone call?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You like anyone right now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; yes. money. well not anyone but anything&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;neither &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Furthest place you ever traveled?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;my imagination brings me places&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your favorite comic strip?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; chewonit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you know all the words to the national anthem?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Shower, morning or night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;both &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;none &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite pizza toppings?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cheese &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chips or popcorn?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;depends &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What cell phone provider do you have?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a prodvider that is probably managed by a blithering idiot?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever smoked peanut shells?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;uh. no? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Orange Juice or apple?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;apple &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who were the last people you sat at lunch with?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;can't seem to remember &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;favorite chocolate bar?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;kinder bueno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who is your longest friend and how long?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;two. neednt mention &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever won a trophy?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite arcade game?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;none &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever ordered from an infomercial?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Sprite or 7-UP?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sprite &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last thing you bought at Walgreens?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nothing. i don't even know the place exists &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever thrown up in public?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;being a millionaire. there's no such thing as love. love money &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;SPONGEBOB OR JIMMY NEUTRON?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;SPONGEBOB. DUH &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Did you have long hair as a young kid?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cant seem to remember &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What message is on your voicemail machine?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;the one that was pre-set? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Where would you like to go right now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no-where &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats  the name of your  pet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;they're all dead &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;reebok. books duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you think about most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;money &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1259111135259545255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1259111135259545255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1259111135259545255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/03/havent-been-posting-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-4305921678596794547</id><published>2007-03-03T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:16:12.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm finally here to post.&lt;br /&gt;long time since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;actually, there is.&lt;br /&gt;plenty happening right now.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant actually say anything.&lt;br /&gt;that sorta promise.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who'd like me to make/create themes for your phone, kindly alert me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www5.ownskin.com/theme?b=mb&amp;k=tourniquet"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my site.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-4305921678596794547?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/4305921678596794547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=4305921678596794547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4305921678596794547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/4305921678596794547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-finally-here-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-3641803825033021062</id><published>2007-02-17T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:12:24.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i last post.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;my next door neighbour is seriously getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;is there a need to speak at the top of your voices?&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are seriously different.&lt;br /&gt;that decision i made was an utter mistake.&lt;br /&gt;i'd really like to believe what people say.&lt;br /&gt;but it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;things will never be.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just have to learn to accept that fact.&lt;br /&gt;the royal blood will never be mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-3641803825033021062?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/3641803825033021062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=3641803825033021062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3641803825033021062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/3641803825033021062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time-since-i-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-6855518366740616708</id><published>2007-02-07T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:34:07.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;we had drama tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;FARAH SLAPPED MY BUTT.&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;i never authorised her to do that.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;sry lyana.&lt;br /&gt;ter-kick uh.&lt;br /&gt;not done on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;and sherman,&lt;br /&gt;you're super - disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;stop making my mind filthy with your filthy talk.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad,&lt;br /&gt;i don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;I ONLY MANIPULATE THE TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;ye la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL NEXT TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. dear SIR,&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YOU APOLOGISED.&lt;br /&gt;IT ISN'T GOING TO CHANGE THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;AND I REPEAT.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BOTHER SAYING HI OR WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE NOT FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;WE DON'T HAVE TO.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL SEE HOW THINGS CONTINUE.&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEAR IN MIND.&lt;br /&gt;THE NICETIES &amp; PLEASANTRIES WERE LONG GONE.&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEVER DID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-6855518366740616708?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8024594740617977202</id><published>2007-02-01T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:08:33.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;im in school right now.&lt;br /&gt;with nadd, naddz, asidah, suria, naz and huzaimah.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to be angry and never let go&lt;br /&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know&lt;br /&gt;When you get lonely if no one's around &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down&lt;br /&gt;We came together but you left alone &lt;br /&gt;And I know how it feels to walk out on your own&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again &lt;br /&gt;And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was part of the lyrics of EMPTY APARTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;and fandra, if you ever read this, that part is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i know how lame that sounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8024594740617977202?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8024594740617977202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8024594740617977202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8024594740617977202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8024594740617977202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-7821933610681744166</id><published>2007-01-31T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:09:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, i still hate NEASH LEE.&lt;br /&gt;okay.okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like so blanked right now.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;zulaikha called my old number.&lt;br /&gt;with regards to the GOLDFISH-HATER thingy.&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;her voice was like panicky/irritated. not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;no need to panic la you.&lt;br /&gt;no big deal what.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A FEELING YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS ME.&lt;br /&gt;IT HONESTLY WASNT&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never spam your blog.&lt;br /&gt;if there's one person,&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll be fadzil.&lt;br /&gt;uh. wait.&lt;br /&gt;who's fadzil again?.&lt;br /&gt;i know who's blog i'll spam.&lt;br /&gt;JEANETTE.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like you know her or anything.&lt;br /&gt;just a friend of my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;a big POSEUR.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. the drama sec1 junior, WEIYANG (is that how you spell his name?) is so super-cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-7821933610681744166?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/7821933610681744166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=7821933610681744166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7821933610681744166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/7821933610681744166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/drama-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-961039488005288112</id><published>2007-01-31T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:17:30.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE YOU NEASH LEE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PATHETIC OLD GAY. (he said that himself.during our POA test. he's gay)&lt;br /&gt;LAME UH.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CARE ABOUT YOU REPUTATION SO MUCH HUH?&lt;br /&gt;COME ON LA.&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL ENDED ALREADY RIGHT?.&lt;br /&gt;IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOUR HEAD OR WHAT?.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD I GOT THAT BACK.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-961039488005288112?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/961039488005288112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=961039488005288112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/961039488005288112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/961039488005288112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate-you-neash-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1877272425815299798</id><published>2007-01-27T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:07:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay.&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite some time since i last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE I'VE OFENDED,&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IF YOU'RE FADZIL,&lt;br /&gt;FAT HOPE I'M GOING TO APOLOGISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;THE PLEASANTRIES WERE LONG GONE.&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T BOTHER BEING NICE TO YOU AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;CUS I DON'T WANT TO WASTE MY TIME TALKING TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAID IT YOURELF.&lt;br /&gt;I'M HEARTLESS.&lt;br /&gt;SO BE IT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK I GIVE A FREAKING DAMN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALL ME WHATEVER YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;CUS I DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BROUGHT ON ALL THIS WRATH.&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW,&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME YOU REGRET&lt;br /&gt;CUS THINGS MAY GET UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO REGRET ALL YOUR MISTAKES.&lt;br /&gt;GO AND CRY LIKE YOU USUALLY DO.&lt;br /&gt;GO AND DO WHATEVER YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;GO BRING YOUR FUGLY POSUER MINDSET SOMEWHERE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS I REPEAT FROM THE TEXT YOU RECEIVED THAT NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T TALK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T EVEN BOTHER SAYING HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE PLEASNTRIES ARE SO DAMNED OVER DUDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST CONTINUE ROTTING IN EVERYONE ELSE'S MEMORIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUS YOU DON'T EXIST IN MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1877272425815299798?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1877272425815299798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1877272425815299798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1877272425815299798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1877272425815299798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/kay_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1432846769577780860</id><published>2007-01-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:24:19.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i had drama practice on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;walking around in that room really brought back memories.&lt;br /&gt;memories of the time when fandra and me were so close.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i felt the same way during recess just now.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't fandra.&lt;br /&gt;thanks nadd. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. end of that part. another part.&lt;br /&gt;jengjengjeng.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me what brought this on.&lt;br /&gt;just read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;why do you act like you're the hottest guy that ever existed?.&lt;br /&gt;you'd better keep your effing hands to yourself or your ears are going to be filled with my extensive vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;words people with your intellectual capacity will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm rude.&lt;br /&gt;too bad you have to see this side of me.&lt;br /&gt;you're going to dread it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm no longer your 'deary idiot'.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not your friend. friends don't hate each other. and I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;and there's no need to accidentally bump into me in school.&lt;br /&gt;cus if you do,&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR&lt;br /&gt;that if i have a knife with me,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cut you open and pull your intestines out.&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget.&lt;br /&gt;i'll gouge your eyes out of your skull.&lt;br /&gt;and leave your dead body there to ROT.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BOTHER GIVING ME YOUR EFFING EMPTY THREATS.&lt;br /&gt;and when it's OBVIOUS that YOU LOSE,&lt;br /&gt;there's no need for you to ask 'DAH KALAH PE?'&lt;br /&gt;cus i'll ALWAYS WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BIG FUGLY POSEUR.&lt;br /&gt;so what if you're in a gang or used to be in one?.&lt;br /&gt;so what if you take drugs?.&lt;br /&gt;so what if you're mixed eurasian?.&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL BETTER THAN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;with my extensive vocab and THINKING SKILLS,&lt;br /&gt;I'LL OUTWIT YOU IN ANYTHING AND ANYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST ACCEPT THAT FACT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't bother me with your effing problems anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you wanna know why?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CUS I DUN GIVE A FREAKING DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT'S WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN DO AS YOU PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PISSED ME OFF REAL BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO JUST WALLOW IN YOUR OWN SELF PITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T GIVE A DAMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1432846769577780860?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1432846769577780860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1432846769577780860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1432846769577780860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1432846769577780860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8401337829600824249</id><published>2007-01-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:10:59.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okeh.&lt;br /&gt;my current skin sucks can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to say i was seriously scared of nadd just now.&lt;br /&gt;after reading her blog and all that.&lt;br /&gt;but THANK GAWD she was 'back' after/during? recess.&lt;br /&gt;kay.&lt;br /&gt;POA was loads of fun just now.&lt;br /&gt;yee see and nurisa were throwing stuff at each other.&lt;br /&gt;and me along with jabez [is that how you spell his name?] we're caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;it kinda got boring.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i suggested that we called joseph's handphone.&lt;br /&gt;his face was like so blur.&lt;br /&gt;and he looked around.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;nurisa asked for yee see's number.&lt;br /&gt;and she called.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he did look kinda blur.&lt;br /&gt;but not as blur as joseph. =)&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;we called long kiat.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to say, he's got good eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;he immediately came to our table and we burst out laughing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;sitting arrangements were 're-arranged'.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sitting with sherman AT THE FRONT.&lt;br /&gt;effing shit.&lt;br /&gt;i've always hated sitting infront.&lt;br /&gt;and its deeper effing shit that KELLY happens to sit behind me.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong okay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate her.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like her either.&lt;br /&gt;i always get to sit with the most irritating people ever.&lt;br /&gt;last time it was s_ari_ah.&lt;br /&gt;now it's kelly.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sociable.&lt;br /&gt;i'm ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm mean.&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell you off whenever i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it or not,&lt;br /&gt;that's me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8401337829600824249?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8401337829600824249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8401337829600824249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8401337829600824249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8401337829600824249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/okeh.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8767331149113631319</id><published>2007-01-14T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:38:28.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh hani.&lt;br /&gt;need you put that as your display name?.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about it forms big knots in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;not maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I AM.&lt;br /&gt;what's gonna happen when we get there?.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking me out so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the type to look on the brighter side of life but for once, i'm gonna try.&lt;br /&gt;IT REALLY MAKES ME WANNA DROOL&lt;br /&gt;THE WAY HE LOOKS SO COOL&lt;br /&gt;WILL HE BE MINE?&lt;br /&gt;OH, HE'LL BE MINE. =)&lt;br /&gt;ubercute.&lt;br /&gt;with his uber swit smile.&lt;br /&gt;but with great insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8767331149113631319?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8767331149113631319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8767331149113631319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8767331149113631319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8767331149113631319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/sheesh-hani.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-8429789503999297245</id><published>2007-01-11T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:13:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay.&lt;br /&gt;recess just now was kinda gerek.&lt;br /&gt;azyan and naddz go shout some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;pure evil. =)&lt;br /&gt;DnT = pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;i just stared at Mr Mok talking about resistance and what not.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;at least i learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-8429789503999297245?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/8429789503999297245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=8429789503999297245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8429789503999297245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/8429789503999297245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/kay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-687126815777792182</id><published>2007-01-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:54:51.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;skewl was okay today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;okay. i'm evil. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nadia, you wait. it'll be your hand one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*wide evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im no longer sitting beside alison.it's nurisa now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah. now, good luck to you nurisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cus i'm gonna draw on your arm with as many colours as possible. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe, since i can't reach nadia, i'll ask NURISA to 'draw' on nadd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;evil?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh. now, say this. nadianadianadianadianadianadianadiana. who you referring to?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me?. or nadia?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lame?. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh. i'm just being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;[thoughts of you are choking me, my dear]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-687126815777792182?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/687126815777792182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=687126815777792182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/687126815777792182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/687126815777792182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/skewl-was-okay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1864693689887281689</id><published>2007-01-06T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:04:33.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things can really be a pain in the neck at times.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it that _ actually trusts me enough after all that has happened.&lt;br /&gt;i knew.&lt;br /&gt;i knew all along.&lt;br /&gt;all of what was done was deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;_ admitted.&lt;br /&gt;i admire _ courage.&lt;br /&gt;but, HECK CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ruthless.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;no need to tell me okeh.&lt;br /&gt;i love being like this.&lt;br /&gt;if you hate me this way,&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1864693689887281689?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1864693689887281689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1864693689887281689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1864693689887281689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1864693689887281689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-can-really-be-pain-in-neck-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-1206870489144700119</id><published>2007-01-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:08:31.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;there's one more resolution i missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- use MALAY  more often. i'm not gonna use what people call 'BAHASA PASAR'. but i'm gonna use proper malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why im gonna write this post in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realiti begitu mengejutkan. aku tidak tahu bagaimana haris aku katakan. mungkin aku patut melupakan apa yang ingin aku katakan sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIX. it's really hard to use malay when it's already 'karat'. i guess i'll polish it up first. then i'll blog with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1206870489144700119?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1206870489144700119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;today's the first day of skewl.&lt;br /&gt;really exhausting, tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;woke up late. no clue why my phone alarm didn't ring. [was ard 0645 there]&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to meet era and asidah under blk 520 0655.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i wasn't the only one.&lt;br /&gt;they woke up late too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast fwd.&lt;br /&gt;i went to skewl with asidah ONLY in the end.&lt;br /&gt;so far,&lt;br /&gt;the subejct teacher's look okay.&lt;br /&gt;all except for MR TEO.&lt;br /&gt;he's teaching my class POA.&lt;br /&gt;whoa. i ain't confident abt passing with him as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's cus he speaks in a way that only the weird will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in 3e4 for a day wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but feel so.. bleagh?!?.&lt;br /&gt;i duno.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's a mixture of disappointment and shame.&lt;br /&gt;i have got to admit.&lt;br /&gt;dropping three classes down really does take a toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could turn back the hands of time.&lt;br /&gt;and studied harder.&lt;br /&gt;regretting what i've done won't make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have resolutions from now on.&lt;br /&gt;resolutions that i will SWEAR to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i nurul diyanah azhar swear that i will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- not skip classes anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- revising EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- just improve my sloppy study habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- no more last minute cramming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;t00d1es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;baby, you're just so pretty in your pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-1368985145007575408?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/1368985145007575408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=1368985145007575408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1368985145007575408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/1368985145007575408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1970663270635138545.post-500686522985100217</id><published>2007-01-03T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:00:54.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>its a new year. and im trying to do what i failed to do in the past. actually caring for my blog. showering it with tender loving care [sheesh.what rubbish =)]. maybe this should be my new year's resolution. ah. crap. i myself know very well that i don't ever make new year's resolutions. wanna know why?. cus i know i can never keep them. to me all the resolution thingy = crapping shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and this blog is currently under construction.&lt;br /&gt;so just sit tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1970663270635138545-500686522985100217?l=ultimaclaw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/feeds/500686522985100217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1970663270635138545&amp;postID=500686522985100217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/500686522985100217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1970663270635138545/posts/default/500686522985100217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ultimaclaw.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Dyana Azhar Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13398241879302591680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
