<?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-21992478</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:37:23.453Z</updated><title type='text'>tribute to the kurab bitch.</title><subtitle type='html'>i'll nv believe you, for other lies you said.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nirshah</name><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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114158561816601893</id><published>2006-03-05T18:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:06:58.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry girls. im nirshah, ''self-declared'' taufiq's best friend. oh btw, this shit that's happening is because of u guys. don blame it on one person, u played fire wit fire. so u deserve this crap. u wanna talk abt other ppl talk abt urself. i find this shit pretty stupid. s childish s syafa is, u shdnt have bothered with her karena. knowin tat ur seniors in years,  u shdn have bothered but it showed u guys are s stupid as well. before u touch her, go tru me first.  before u go tru me, u go tru taufiq. foolwithfuel@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114158561816601893?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114158561816601893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114158561816601893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114158339305539429</id><published>2006-03-05T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:29:53.066Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EMPTY THREATS AINT SHIT TO ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hell wit haters who got nothing better to do but bother to write stupid useless comments. go home and fuck with ur dad. dun give a damn anyway. TO U 0-IQ slut, such big coward u are to remain anonymous. only losers do dat. and if u relli wanna get even wit me, go on ahead, i give u my full address. i get a video to record u getting it on with lesbian aysah. FARRRK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, these losers just waste my time. pukes. even if i get killed for my words i wldnt care. i have my own mouth to bitch abt whoever i want. enough abt all these. i dun wish to go online just to blog abt these losers anyway. yada yada. pity ur momma. STUPID MINAHs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. ruin my mood to talk about happy things now. idiot. aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;went to tkc today for the comp. lol. it was alright i guess. funny lil kiddies on stage. i got away scot-free from meet-the-parents session. phew. spent the whole day talking to him and giggling abt stupid jokes, esp abt names of children. that was the shit!! muahahaha. i wldnt forget it for sure. really enjoyed the time spent with him. ooh, we found penthouse magz. wahaaahaa. oldskool. but vids are much better eh? only the makciks wld appreciate those flippys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate moving. only solution to get some peace n privacy. hate cheapos who just wont quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114158339305539429?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114158339305539429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114158339305539429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/empty-threats-aint-shit-to-me-to-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114150532927379671</id><published>2006-03-04T20:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:49:50.600Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a year plus of plain unhappiness, my mouth &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; carved a genuine smile. i am smiling now, satisfied with what life has presented itself to me. i was thinking to myself before i migrated to dreamland last night, how blessed i was that God was kind enough to His creation with those tiny little things that i have bestowed upon me. life sure is beautiful but we're too busy complaining than to see the compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhilaration blossoms this lucky soul. i emit more laughters than frowns.&lt;br /&gt;i used to believe that the happiest people around you are those who are most troubled, but its not exactly accurate. i am laughing and smiling and crying tears of joys, deep beneath there's not a hint of melancholy residing in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not shed a single tear anymore. i'm done and over with crying and being sad.&lt;br /&gt;no one single soul can bring me down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not cry.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst| i love my chuchu. love him so much. 6 yrs of waiting is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;All Worth It&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114150532927379671?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114150532927379671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114150532927379671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-year-plus-of-plain-unhappiness.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114140468940438457</id><published>2006-03-03T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:42:21.190Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl was skipping happily with a big red lollipop in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;she's just plain satisfied she bought her favourite candy. her smile turned into a frown when a big notorious bully stopped her in her tracks. he snatched it from her and began licking it in such horrendous act. halfway through, he threw it in her face. it fell to the ground and it was dirtied. he said that she was just a little pussy and deserve that dirty lollipop. her innocent mind was so tormented.. her heart all wounded. she walked away, sulking. the bully and his friend continued degrading her, in return of her tongue sticking out at them. they tot she was very rude. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imagine, a little girl reacting only how she should when bullied by these mindless delinquents, called rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she felt she needed justice for they wont stop bothering her. she turned around and went to the bully. she mustered up all courage possible and shoved her dirtied lollipop into his ass. her giggles filled the world. 'i dont deserve crap from you bullies'. she stood strong, a lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now tell me, wld the authorities have time to check up on my comments? im just a victim of a flood full of ''intellectual insults" from a german-wannabe malay girl who indulges infidelity wit my ex-bf. they'll be swearing behind your backs for the long list of reports they have to write down. wld they actually be mad that the little girl stood up to bullies? they'd say he deserved it for he started it first. oh, m so gonna get charged for bitching about that slut who sucked my quoted:  '(ex) bf's 2 inch bazooka'. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M GOING TO JAIL FOR STANDING UP FOR MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114140468940438457?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114140468940438457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114140468940438457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-me-tell-you-story.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114138007070183078</id><published>2006-03-03T09:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:01:10.716Z</updated><title type='text'>yes i have prevailed. twice.</title><content type='html'>damnationz. mom had to wake me up with a slap on the face, wasnt skin to skin but cash to skin so it felt good. wehee, allowance day! sharks. have to save some and spend lil on my bday. *flashback* i could die of annoyance when i heard the same old story my mom recollected at 5 in the morning. NOT AGAIN. when will this ever end? i could only shrug it off to sleep and later on in the day pacify the sulking boyfriend. i need to go to mothercare and buy the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leash&lt;/span&gt; (if he goes way beyond 100m i'll pull him near again) and good-ol pacifier and squeeze it up his cute pouted lips. i need to give wes a majestic brainwash.&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;he's being mean, as usual. eh you want ur sis to be a spinster is it?? haiyoh. such bad auras u presented my boyfriends. imagine how life wld be if you weren't around. all my boyfriends wld be so close to the fam. all my boyfriends wld be so happy go lucky. but hey, personally it's so much better to have my bro cum bodyguard cum ultrasound security scan around cuz without you, they wld be so careless with me. if not for the fear you instilled in em, they wld all have just been even worst off jerks. at least w a bro around, i know im in good hands. life is not so bad after all when you have an irritating both younger and elder bro. beeeg hug~~! *tellytubbies style*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114138007070183078?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114138007070183078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114138007070183078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes-i-have-prevailed-twice.html' title='yes i have prevailed. twice.'/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114132234361969314</id><published>2006-03-02T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:29:42.166Z</updated><title type='text'>the world's balls of laughter in ur face.HAHA</title><content type='html'>okok. itchy fingers. but this is the last tym. i promise you guys. i just have to do this. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;ONE LAST TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tee hee. bring it on syafa.&lt;br /&gt;ah m gonna have a B.F.!! white chicks style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even this is without the use of any photo editor program. shows that she's fugly naturally. also, if you noticed, the classic mole is always hidden by her sideway poses. so note to all peepz who are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ashamed&lt;/span&gt; of ur hugey boogey moles, sideway poses helps. in aysah's case, i think it did wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y33/boobyasschix/2.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 226px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y33/boobyasschix/3.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y33/boobyasschix/4.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y33/boobyasschix/5.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                personally, i think the jigsaw's pic is prettier. cuz her hideous face is hidden, except for the revolting nose. i know my make-up skills sucks. but heck, she's too ugly that immediately when i touched up her face, the foundation, mascara, blush bla bla..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expired&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nuraysah,name kampong,step noreys.&lt;/span&gt;   has left a new comment on your post "&lt;a href="javascript:ol%28" html=""&gt;3/02/2006 06:22:00 AM&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharifah syafawati &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh cibai since when my name turned to that??&lt;/span&gt;.stupid stupid stupid.that blog was mine since whenever bitch.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wow, u bothered explaining,whats the point again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways becos of you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;why oh why&lt;/span&gt; i'mma burn that LOVE OF UR LIFE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh i tot he's ur soulmate&lt;/span&gt; diploma. as it is, his diploma is wif me along with his other precious belongings.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i dun care reli, so why telling me this shit again?tell it to him la goondu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard ur stupid pondan voice &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh thats fuckin kewl!yay i have a pondan voice!&lt;/span&gt; and how you beg and cried for Apit. even in sms?! Gosh Sooo demented. A green BISEXUAL deranged arschloch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok as interpreted it is asshole,which everyone has so i beg to differ,psst this is her fav word in fact the only word in her dictionary.&lt;/span&gt; with a life so sad i wonder why God ever let you live on.&lt;br /&gt;well you can say all the things you wanna say bitch becos taufiQ bitched about you and ohh boy.. how he did! why didnt you jus commit suicide??? better for you isnt it.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh,why you suddenly care for me?&lt;/span&gt; especially now.he talked abt you being fat.YOU FAT!!!!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nah, just more fats on the boobs and ass. m beautiful in the right places unlike yoo.. ok m being plain evil&lt;/span&gt;.haha..damn..and you dont know basic religious teachings..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh so she knows?&lt;/span&gt;wat u did with ur sick BUTCH gf&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; wow.i dated a butch?such unexpected storyline.&lt;/span&gt;..EEw..ur dysfunctional family pluss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh excited sgt ke sampai kene type extra 's'. oh i forgot. 's' is ur fav letter.&lt;/span&gt; many many more from him &amp; his PARENTS..&lt;br /&gt;ahh tell you wat skanky slut..i'm not even gonna bother abt ur existence.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then why did u even bother in the first place bahlol..&lt;/span&gt;am jus waiting for u to commit suicide again..oh and are you gonna ignore this one as you did with others?? ponder ponder!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol%28" 8247317=""&gt; She.DeViL.isH&lt;/a&gt;   has left a new comment on your post "&lt;a href="javascript:ol%28" html=""&gt;3/02/2006 12:41:00 AM&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HeY, Miss- 'I'm too cheap &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wait u mean priceless,cuz u can put value to a human life&lt;/span&gt; to function'..... Just for ur info... I'm noreys friend. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and why wld i be interested?&lt;/span&gt; N... honestly its pointless to see or hear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh bole dengar eh?so do u like my pondan voice?&lt;/span&gt; ur rantings online.... If u seriously like to fark a two inch,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you sucked the 2 inch is it?amazing, u lesbos even bothered to measure.&lt;/span&gt; then lets leave that as ur problem... don have to be bitching bout no one ya. Cos honestly i didnt even thought u still exist cos i tot u commited suicide 2 mths ago...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hmm,that story so outdated leh.&lt;/span&gt; oh wait was it 3? damn... thats sad... u guys make the saddest couple sharing a history of dysfunctinal &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oi typo bodoh&lt;/span&gt; crappy family &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;statistics have shown that offsprings from dysfunctional crappy family are so much happier&lt;/span&gt;. N here i tot perfect match was made in heaven... no way!! i beg to differ!! u guys are perfect in every retarded dysfunctional way!!! Congrats... u got urself a 2 inch to suck on!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at least that 2 inch gave me great sex!&lt;/span&gt; Eww..!! and come on retard, that guy cheats on u n is telling weird suicidal story n plus he has a two inch bazooka &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wow raunchy. i love bazookas than flat tities. &lt;/span&gt;to match his low iq &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh u checked his iq?reli got alot of spare tym huh.&lt;/span&gt; n here u are ranting like a retarded pyschotic bitch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oh well. i know i m.&lt;/span&gt;.. if i were u... i wud leave his sorry ass n move on with my life &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so ketinggalan zaman,cian delo.&lt;/span&gt;.. that is if u have a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:ol%28" 8247317=""&gt; She.DeViL.isH&lt;/a&gt;   has left a new comment on your post "&lt;a href="javascript:ol%28" html=""&gt;3/02/2006 12:41:00 AM&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jaded and arrogant! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flashes huge boobs to their sad envious faces.&lt;/span&gt; and wat lies..well congrats ya..go live life with false gusto..i never intrude ur fuckin sad life &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;u mean happy and carefree&lt;/span&gt;..taufiq showed me ur stupid lame URL &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;contradict urself only.if u dowana intrude why bother look it up when he gave it to u?&lt;/span&gt;..and the only fool is you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; flashes huge tities in aysah's sad face again&lt;/span&gt;..YOU get over me bitch coz it seems to me u still ranting about me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eh knn.u never got over me rgt lesbo, thats why u still check out my blog.dun even have self control.freak!&lt;/span&gt;..ok arschloch! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;told cha, that's her favourite word in her limited dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome. now people who have fetishes to bitchfits can happily wank reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;p.s. i still cant stop laughin my head off and xx cant stop wanking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114132234361969314?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114132234361969314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114132234361969314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/worlds-balls-of-laughter-in-ur.html' title='the world&apos;s balls of laughter in ur face.HAHA'/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114131876572603057</id><published>2006-03-02T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:59:25.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz. kata periuk belanga hitam. it's pointless you desperately trying to demoralize me wit ur "intellectual insults" for it is, really, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pointless&lt;/span&gt;. i don even want to know what ur fart smells like. it probably came out of the loose cunt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;washing my hands off these stupid pitiful souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met the boy again. 24 hours, and counting, no shut eye at all. yday was a hell of a tutu as we waited like there's no tomorrow for bitch to meet us. yes, we carjacked the shiny red vehicle again. for 2 weeks str8. damnationz. m so exhausted i could die without any effort (rhyme unintentional). oh yes, guess what happened today. ok dun bother. i tell you now. was chillin with frens and the boy at the usual hang-out. and the boy and me were sitting side by side, just opposite the rest of the group. the peepz suddenly turned their head in one direction and i wasnt too sure what they were looking at until the imaginary super loud alarm triggered in my head. that same red shirt. crown records management. faaarrrrkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked in such an irritatingly calm manner and looked at me and the boy. the boy mouth was so huge apart the butterfly we caught earlier could have hibernated in there. not that it did anyway. the boy swiftly switched to friendly mode and gave wes a smile. and i, still at that state of extremely fatal shock, looked at him with an expression that's so hard to decipher. he continuously gave me this cool, mocking i-know-what-you-did-last-summer look. but i could have sworn i noticed a smile curving at the end of his lips. oh brudder. my frens, ok fine not my frens exactly, his frens acknowledged him with a friendly chat. after he left, the boy and i looked at one another and went uh-oh. hahahahaha. dejavu. its so weird when you're dating your brother's friend. yeah, i know. wes prolly humoured in his inexplicable mind, 'watch out babyboy.' (evil tweevil shriek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to wes if you're reading this: i love you bro! really la bacin. just dun bully my dearest am. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114131876572603057?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114131876572603057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114131876572603057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114128106976455619</id><published>2006-03-02T06:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:00:59.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" href="javascript:ol('http://www.blogger.com/profile/8247317');"&gt; She.DeViL.isH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;   has left a new comment on your post "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" href="javascript:ol('http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/hah.html');"&gt;3/02/2006 12:41:00 AM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;":  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; HeY, Miss- 'I'm too cheap to function'..... Just for ur info... I'm noreys friend. N... honestly its pointless to see or hear ur rantings online.... If u seriously like to fark a two inch, then lets leave that as ur problem... don have to be bitching bout no one ya. Cos honestly i didnt even thought u still exist cos i tot u commited suicide 2 mths ago... oh wait was it 3? damn... thats sad... u guys make the saddest couple sharing a history of dysfunctinal crappy family. N here i tot perfect match was made in heaven... no way!! i beg to differ!! u guys are perfect in every retarded dysfunctional way!!! Congrats... u got urself a 2 inch to suck on!!! Eww..!! and come on retard, that guy cheats on u n is telling weird suicidal story n plus he has a two inch bazooka to match his low iq n here u are ranting like a retarded pyschotic bitch... if i were u... i wud leave his sorry ass n move on with my life.. that is if u have a life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;GOFUGGURSELF,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Audyshida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just wont quit.&lt;br /&gt;well well. let me make it clear to everyone(by that i mean the sickos who wont stop pestering me and pry on my life) ONCE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mohd taufiq abdul razak are way OVER.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wish to be with such a loser who cheated on me with stinko-titless-muthapundek-huge-waistband-cunt-cuz-i-just-had-an-abortion nuraysah.&lt;br /&gt;so beat it busta. chapter's over and done with. and taufiq, u let these lesbos see ur 2 inch dick? god. how tragic. well on the bright side i lick on dicks than pussies.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever. you wanna fuckin read my blog go on ahead. i just write whatever i want cuz its my BLOG. but sadly, u girls, oops, desperate lesbos, even bothered to create some stupid blog just to make comments on mine. p to the a to the t-h-e tatic. may your head be chopped off and be fed to rotten legless zombies. god willing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, who gives a damn about u titless pair. go fug each other. may the force be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114128106976455619?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114128106976455619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114128106976455619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/she.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114126114725320597</id><published>2006-03-02T00:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-02T04:48:28.923Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah. heh. hoh.&lt;br /&gt;*pukes blood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empathy wldnt be the word i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;u have only my sympathy. i don even want to know what size ur shoes are.all i know is that they stink even worst than a muthapundek rotting huge waistband cunt like urs.yes, fucking is full of pleasure eh? killing an innocent child is too?&lt;br /&gt;ashamed? bah.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'll be a bitch and tell the whole world ur "innocent" lil secret.&lt;br /&gt;a person like you deserve nothing.&lt;br /&gt;bitching to ur sick mindless frenz as though you know all about me when you dun fuckin have a clue who i am. you're just a coward who's too timid and hides in her slimy shell. all you can ever do is to go pry into my blog of thoughts and rant on it on friendster. cuz why? that'll be all u are capable of. if not for ur soulmate, *beep*. u know the rest. go on, run along, bitch all about me for all i care. u try too hard to play along wit this so called i'm-superior-than-you facade. taufiq said ur breath stinks very bad. hmm. go to a dentist, it's on me. oh yes, such bad b.o. he said, i'll buy you super-strong deodourant for your bday. oh wait, now would be fine. i'll rescue all the victims of your tsunami tidal stench asap. and hmm, those things which are barely close to decent tits, i suggest loads of tissue can do wonders. no wonder you guys are soulmate. pathetic fools deserving of one another. dun forget to use listerine before you pucker up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114126114725320597?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114126114725320597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114126114725320597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/03/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114112452032898483</id><published>2006-02-28T10:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-28T11:02:00.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going for dinner later with the boy.&lt;br /&gt;mom was asking me of that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;well i've had enough mother.&lt;br /&gt;he was just not good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;yes, my mom still care about you.&lt;br /&gt;she wants to visit you after your op.&lt;br /&gt;but you dun know that, do you?&lt;br /&gt;sickening fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and aysah, better think a million times before you give your money to him. i pity you my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114112452032898483?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114112452032898483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114112452032898483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/going-for-dinner-later-with-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114103599790364499</id><published>2006-02-27T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T10:26:37.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>m in a bloggin frenzy.&lt;br /&gt;came across bitch's blog abt her bf.&lt;br /&gt;well. i just have to let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand guys who depend on us women for money.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that he treats my bitch like a moving ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna fucking go club, go ahead but use ur own money please.&lt;br /&gt;you take the cash from her hands and leave her behind.&lt;br /&gt;you go find fucking fun and cunt and leave her to drown on her own.&lt;br /&gt;she's lucky to have a bestie like me.&lt;br /&gt;you're plain unlucky im her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;mok, go ahead and go on ur bitchfit about me. i cldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;call me a slut for being miss popular with ur frens.&lt;br /&gt;i cldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;but once you lay your finger on her, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114103599790364499?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114103599790364499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114103599790364499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/m-in-bloggin-frenzy.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114103387487889598</id><published>2006-02-27T09:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T09:56:17.656Z</updated><title type='text'>should be enraged.</title><content type='html'>hmm. i realised the time for blogger is cocked up. it's 5.09pm now. what does it state at the base? tips for time adjustment, anyone? im gonna be a typical clubber. no wait. habitual. sharks. btw have you guys come across this really horrible malay song? its not ludicrous at all. its damn insulting. it goes with a girl moaning and aahing and this guy sang, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dimana kau berada, pukimu berbau..&lt;/span&gt;" wtf??? translation: wherever you are, your pussy stinks.. and credits to that shameless biatch who furthermore degrade women's dignity. she ought to be stoned to death, and her mouth sewn and glued altogether, zippoed to mere ashes. yes, we live in an urbanized western-influenced country. sex is in the city. but by no means should you objectify women. you are malay, you sing in malay, and obviously you are a muslim woman (majority of malays in sg are muslim, if ur not aware). these women you degrade are those that carried you oblivious to the pain for 9 months, fed you for the next 30 yrs of your life, they're your sisters, gfs, cousins, nieces, aunt, grandmothers. im not here to preach about religion for i m in no position to do so. yes i club and smoke and drink and die and do whatever that does not concern you, but at least i know im still a lady, still need my self-respect. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I STILL HAVE MY LIMITS.&lt;/span&gt; but what m trying to get across is common sense. our community itself is already looked down upon and those malay youths or old timer who's trying their best to improve our community is being demoralized by you mean useless fools. all their hard work are overlooked by ur immature acts which are printed out in the front pages of the paper and breaking news. look at all those porn videos recorded by our youths, mostly malays!!! and some as young as 11 years old. maybe even younger! for fuck's sake(dun mind the pun). even if u wanna go fuck, do it in discretion and dun bloody record a damn vid of it. don u ever think? what if your aunt's friend's nephew's classmate bluetoothed it too his fren and bottomline ur aunt came across YOUR fucking porn vid and showed it to ur parents?? yes u will be humiliated, maybe if you're too hanyut and maybe sunk to the seabed you wont be, but you think your parents will be all glorious about their daughter being fucked like a pig by many guys at the staircase in her uniform?? NO. THEY'LL BE SHEDDING BLOOD INSTEAD OF TEARS. their lil baby to whom they showered their sweat, blood, love, money, food, breast milk to, humiliated them and brought shame and trauma to the family! might as well just quit school and migrate to US and be a pornstar if you wanna make episodes of it. and you peepz who fuck with your tudungs on, take it off la ass!!! you represent a religion damn it. you are the faces of ISLAM. if its just a trend to wear tudung for you just quit that facade idiot. let's compare it with tammy's case, yes she was and still is humiliated, but u think the whole singapore's gonna look down on the chinese? hell no, they'd still be mocking malays. because look at the local porn vids, melayu tak tentu arah. yes, singaporeans are a  discreet discriminative lot but look in the mirror first and tell me if this stereotyping is uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m gg to hell for sure.&lt;br /&gt;but you lots are the unofficial PRs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114103387487889598?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114103387487889598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114103387487889598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/should-be-enraged.html' title='should be enraged.'/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114084613439171673</id><published>2006-02-25T05:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T05:42:14.420Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.32pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Taufiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to inform you that you are successful in getting back at me. And i apologise for everythg. You can keep the handphone.. Ur victorious. I admit defeat. He's your trophy. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i din reply. hmm. since when was this a battle anyway?&lt;br /&gt;since when was moving on a way to get back at someone? i have no time for all these crap from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart dude. but not smart enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;xoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114084613439171673?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114084613439171673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114084613439171673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114076656584584550</id><published>2006-02-24T07:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:36:05.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>m not the sort to bitch abt ex-boyfriends on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;to hell with u.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114076656584584550?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114076656584584550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114076656584584550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/m-not-sort-to-bitch-abt-ex-boyfriends.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114051597750586616</id><published>2006-02-21T09:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:59:37.523Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>called my mom just now, tearing so badly.&lt;br /&gt;i was crying over tiger. i tot he was dead. cuz apit told me he's sending tiger to the clinic to put him to death. m so lucky to have my mom there for me and comfort me. she actually said, "da la. bile kau da kahwin dgn die, kau pelihara jer la kucing lagi." godness. told her that i broke off with him. she said she wasnt surprised but asked me why i din patch back wit him when he pleaded and begged. well i felt it was useless to use sympathy to gain me back. and evil syafa dont succumb to pleas n pup looks. i was taken aback that my mom thinks highly of taufiq though. she's nv complimented any of my boyfriends in that way b4. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for dinner later wit am. its kinda weird having ur boyfriend as your neighbour as well. hurhur. and tiger's still ALIVE!!!!!!! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. i love that mok.&lt;br /&gt;my illness subsided. feeling better now. kay need to finish up my laundry now.&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114051597750586616?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114051597750586616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114051597750586616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/called-my-mom-just-now-tearing-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114039451726159458</id><published>2006-02-20T00:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:17:55.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m livin a lie albeit doin so seems better doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;only god knows what's running tru my mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was back in his arms again. but we all know its too late. his whole family hates me. even tiger.&lt;br /&gt;all i can ever do is just to move on with my life, learn from my past mistakes and never allow history to repeat itself. i've been feeling unwell since few weeks ago. ever since i go to know of HER. but last night was all the more worst. i felt so weak and helpless and i was crying myself to sleep and even in my dreams. this is the worst thing ever. wake me up from this nightmare. i still very much love him. but i know that hurting him even further is the worst thing i can do. now all i want to do is to make them hate me to the core and wished they've never known me. that way, it's so much simpler to forget syafa. m sorry to have let u guys i love most down. only I know what my true feelings are deep beneath this joyful facade. the pain is unbearable. to lose u guys are way better than to hurt. i'd give my life to make sure u guys have a better future without me. take care my dear ones. never once will there be a time where u're forgotten. i'll always keep u all close to my heart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always.&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/21992478-114039451726159458?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114039451726159458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114039451726159458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/m-livin-lie-albeit-doin-so-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-114008065990556816</id><published>2006-02-16T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:04:19.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burying more than the past&lt;br /&gt;   I'm so sick of good-byes&lt;br /&gt;   The real kind&lt;br /&gt;   More ghosts to haunt me&lt;br /&gt;   Everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I still feel, but you're gone&lt;br /&gt;   There I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Jet Spin spinning&lt;br /&gt;   Jet Spin spinning round&lt;br /&gt;   I'm so sick of this ride&lt;br /&gt;   Let me off now please&lt;br /&gt;       No one lasts long here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-114008065990556816?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114008065990556816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/114008065990556816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/burying-more-than-past-im-so-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-113957010191717700</id><published>2006-02-10T11:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:16:27.033Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are 80% evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/satan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are super evil.  You are constantly figuring out how to get revenge on people.  You are not afraid to do illegal things because you feel that you are above the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=14"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21992478-113957010191717700?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113957010191717700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113957010191717700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-are-80-evil-you-are-super-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-113950500201763284</id><published>2006-02-09T16:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:10:02.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;denial is all i've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;hope is its bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell did i get into such rut.&lt;br /&gt;kill me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;fuckers&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/21992478-113950500201763284?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113950500201763284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113950500201763284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/denial-is-all-ive-ever-been.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21992478.post-113915543263739873</id><published>2006-02-05T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-05T18:03:42.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my bloggin relationship seems somehow familiar.. *shrugs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well m gonna start school soon. cant wait! where? hmm.. thats what i've been asking myself too.&lt;br /&gt;im starting my new life now. and this is how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/21992478-113915543263739873?l=boobyasschix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113915543263739873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21992478/posts/default/113915543263739873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boobyasschix.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-bloggin-relationship-seems-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>nirshah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
