<?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-7056585609935379936</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:14:38.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted ; last call.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-oculus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056585609935379936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-oculus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-munirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03354536121158342665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056585609935379936.post-2395369576525369758</id><published>2007-12-10T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T09:09:06.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhh. my blog is gonna be taken over.&lt;br /&gt;well dear new owner, please take good care of this &lt;br /&gt;blog. coz ive been taking care of it for the past 8 mths.&lt;br /&gt;have fun blogging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee, here's for you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACE DOWN - The red jumpsuit apparatus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl you know you drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;One look puts the rhythm in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with make up in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect&lt;br /&gt;Every action in this world will bear a consequence&lt;br /&gt;If you wade around forever you will surely drown&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say your right again,&lt;br /&gt;Say your right again&lt;br /&gt;Heed my lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she will tell you that she has had enough&lt;br /&gt;Its coming round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man, when you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056585609935379936-2395369576525369758?l=the-oculus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-oculus.blogspot.com/feeds/2395369576525369758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056585609935379936&amp;postID=2395369576525369758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dear hotcakes.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna hate you.&lt;br /&gt;and sweet chilli sauce, you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was spent in the room reading cleo&lt;br /&gt;and sleeping till it was breaking fast time.&lt;br /&gt;watch benchwarmers with bro and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much thinking is causing me to have head pains.&lt;br /&gt;every time i stand from laying down position,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like toppling over thus grabbing onto something&lt;br /&gt;for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa. ive no mood k. and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bubbles bubbles buey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im extra-ordinarily miffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='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-7056585609935379936.post-8367022201024496503</id><published>2007-09-06T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:01:43.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aduhh. saket kepaler ku. ader terketok tu toilet nyer sink.&lt;br /&gt;suey btol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bagaikan mengejar bayang-bayang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nampak dekat tapi tidak tercapai dek tangan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it just drives me to confusion.&lt;br /&gt;i found this while browsing thru a puisi website :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya orang yang kita sayang,suka membuatkan kita dalam keadaan teruji.&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya orang yang kita sayang,suka membuatkan kita terkeliru.&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya orang yang kita sayang, suka membuatkan kita terluka.&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya orang yang kita sayang, suka membuatkan kita terkilan.&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya orang yang kita sayang, suka membuatkan tahap kesabaran kita menipis.&lt;br /&gt;Dan selalunya orang yang kita sayang,suka hadir bila memerlukan dan pergi tanpa meninggalkan pesan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated to english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times ppl that we love likes to test us&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times ppl that we love likes to make us confuse&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times ppl that we love likes to make us feel hurt&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times ppl that we love likes to make us feel slighted&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times ppl that we love likes to make our patience thinner&lt;br /&gt;And most of the times ppl that we love likes to come when in need and go without any words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really? i dont noe. running a fever again.&lt;br /&gt;well it always happend that im immuned.&lt;br /&gt;feels nothing the fever.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the card for him shall lay on the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off. 2dae's post is oh-so random yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Every step that I take is another mistake to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7056585609935379936-8367022201024496503?l=the-oculus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-oculus.blogspot.com/feeds/8367022201024496503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7056585609935379936&amp;postID=8367022201024496503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7056585609935379936/posts/default/8367022201024496503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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