<?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-4768287975384212628</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:34:39.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sEn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelysen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4768287975384212628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelysen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14957021443129561925</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4768287975384212628.post-6159147375755831216</id><published>2008-10-23T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T04:59:50.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got freaking fuck up by 3 bangala after school. royce Chiong Han and his frens and i, at first wanted to play block catching. then we decided to play poison ball as we don't have ball, e use our use-ed up pepsi bottle and play poison ball. first we play grp of 3 as we hab 6 ppl.tis is how we play.the oppponent team is the poison and they need to kick to their opponent as to pass the poison.after tat, we regrp of 2 as ther were 2 ppl gtg. aftermath, i do not knoe when the 3 bangala went up the carpark . then they sian us noisy. but the resident havent even complaint lor. ask us shut up -.-ll then their size is "doh ray mi" small medium big -.-lll . i hate the  medium 1 demand us for a fight. i first slowly chat with them nicely not even saying cb or wadsoever. then they come down.when the medium say me chee bye. -.-ll that's kind of a good boy-.-lll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; he even loook small to me , he shorter then me by a few cm nia.oh ya they are cycling then he act lyk lao da -.-l only he talk loud. -.- still hanging  chain on his neck lyk string bag and lyk gonna wack me lyk tat -.- lyk that he push me lyk he wad gang lyk that. i even explan that if tey hit me first they in trouble liao. anyway they are in fault that they demand us for a fight. oh ya i rejected their invitation.then i tell them act gang want be gang go police. they even talk  craps no wonder so smelly. they said i accepted their fight invitation leh~ even my frens also heard it. then wth seh my frens all back off lyk why so scare we are not gonna fight and get ugly wad -.-ll juz see who talk back the most win wad. c who loudest. even they wanna fight they can even strt first we dont fight back they wrong liao.i'm not saying they hum but y back off sia. 3 v 1 -.-l and the small little bangala fuccking rude slowly cycle and lift up his leg and wipe his shoes at my white uniform seh. that is the part i get freaking angry. was abt to pull his leg but NEVer mind i REN REN!then i took out my fone and the medium boy say " HANDPHONE SEH~ GO CALL UR POLICE LA"Wth i not even calling he police i juz tell my sis about it so i can cool down as i was so hot. and i replied " PSP Seh" then after that i rmb i should say y jealous of my fone izzit ARGH Y DIDN I THINK OF TAT! -.-ll after that i go bak sch check got my shirt size anot. cause i have been runing after the bookshop a 1 and the half week. cause my mother bought me a veri small one.then finally todae is the day~ the shirt has come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4768287975384212628-6159147375755831216?l=bluelysen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelysen.blogspot.com/feeds/6159147375755831216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bluelysen.blogspot.com/2008/10/freaking-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4768287975384212628/posts/default/6159147375755831216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4768287975384212628/posts/default/6159147375755831216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelysen.blogspot.com/2008/10/freaking-day.html' title='freaking day'/><author><name>sEn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14957021443129561925</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>
