<?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-6290652</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:59:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's life in my dictionary.</title><subtitle type='html'>very sophisticated..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-1914852540002838332</id><published>2010-08-01T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T18:53:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG.Its been almost half a year since my last entry and yes, im still alive, thank God. Goodness gracious. idunno where to begin on what had happend in the last 6 mths.im still with her nw. scraping thru. no more frens to call real frens nw. all been long gone searching for their own truth in life.im back home, jobless, fat with no intention to look forward in life except for the next weeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1914852540002838332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=1914852540002838332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1914852540002838332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1914852540002838332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-7081131527078941202</id><published>2010-01-16T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:54:05.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>funny how a year and a series of unfortunate events could actually change a person's perspective of everything significant in the world.i mean, it's really funny how the connection changes, the feelings changes, the sense changes.frens who u tot can e trusted ends up being the one that u kant trust at all.frens who u once tot cud not even be close to ends up being the one that actually cares for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7081131527078941202/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>so many words to say, so many stories to share yet time seems so essential down to the very last seconds. but sometimes words can mean nothing to anyone and no one in particular. strange yet thats the beauty of life itself. but all in all, its the experience of life, knowing and accepting loads of things. for example,understanding on why ERP is being implemented down to the simplicity of deciding</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5604378415264985114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=5604378415264985114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/5604378415264985114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/5604378415264985114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-many-words-to-say-so-many-stories-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-8880265976003031159</id><published>2009-06-06T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:33:59.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good evening world, life, plants and whatever...things change. i change. life change. for the better or worse im not sure but i hope im able to go thru everything in goodwill. i lost the only job that is keeping me sane altogether but on the very same day i lost it, i found another one but of not the same measure, tho it pays slightly higher but maybe, in my sense, more workload. i realize im </summary><link 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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-6290652.post-5771696737802317265</id><published>2009-04-30T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:17:20.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im gg to eat ban mian nw. wahahaha. neways, i was heartbroken seyyy...  hmmm... last two nites. i cried my heart out. the fear of the falling reality of losing the only person whom i actually cud love more than duh, u know who. that bloody mf. hmph.well, the fights over, and we move on. talked about it liaox but i still remember la... if im alone right nw, i tink this entry will but so freaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/5771696737802317265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=5771696737802317265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/5771696737802317265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/5771696737802317265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-gg-to-eat-ban-mian-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-7032963802470670423</id><published>2009-04-02T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:45:15.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>somehow or rather at this moment, i really hope that i did not make any wrong decisions. there is so much to feel, so much to think atop a sleepy head, screw loose dance banging feet.gosh. what's with work, money, politcs, my own heart and the pure jealousy of the love one.i just dunno what to think that suddenly, i became someone that im not. i became cruel, heartless, cranky, uncared and dun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7032963802470670423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=7032963802470670423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/7032963802470670423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/7032963802470670423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/04/somehow-or-rather-at-this-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-4520322076852856329</id><published>2009-03-02T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T01:14:28.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im dumbfound. too bad. my mind went awol. i kant seems to find anything to say. i dun wanna sae anything at all. ive been talking and talking but no one listens. no one wanna get it in their head. push me away when all i wanna do is jst be there and be called upon when they need me. tell me that u need the time to be alone and i will respect them but nw u push it away and expects things to be </summary><link rel='replies' 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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-6290652.post-52302115398241095</id><published>2009-02-24T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:29:05.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunshine = kejora.heh.im dissapointed with my partner. just sad to see their reaction.accept my baby in my life.  she is not gg anywhere.they are being unfair to just shun her away just like that.i changed. but im gonna changed even more if they are gonna be extra cruel to me. to us.as i say, its me against the world.its us against the world.dun push ur luck too far. its not gg anywhere.make my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/52302115398241095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=52302115398241095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/52302115398241095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/52302115398241095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunshine-kejora.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-8961248764476435104</id><published>2009-02-17T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:26:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tenzerotwozeronine.i love you.alot.will u be mine forever?promise to treat u right. promise to be by ur side.be there when u need me and console u when ur angry.cheers to us.this is just the beginning baby.more happiness soon to come.thanks for being by my side when i need u.i love you doll..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8961248764476435104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=8961248764476435104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8961248764476435104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8961248764476435104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/02/tenzerotwozeronine.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NWsMyFhZbAo/SZofYPkalOI/AAAAAAAAABs/sq3BvVGpvlA/s72-c/CIMG1432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-6509099889406726142</id><published>2009-02-15T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:00:44.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at this moment im super tired. damn tired. many2 feelings combined together into one. i wanna feel for myself. think for myself. will i be able to? so many things i wanna sae to LOVE. so many churning tots at this moment in time. im tired. tired tired and tired of figuring other people whom im just afraid to hurt anymore. but i wanna think for myself now. put myself ist in front of others. make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6509099889406726142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=6509099889406726142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/6509099889406726142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/6509099889406726142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-this-moment-im-super-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-8059913775091751799</id><published>2009-02-13T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:17:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dunno whether to believe. trust. disbelieve. honesty. its all in a package. the sudden silence. the sorrow of emptiness. its a huge hollow. eating me up. m i losing alot? will i lose it all?im afraid. realli.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8059913775091751799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=8059913775091751799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8059913775091751799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8059913775091751799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dunno-whether-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-1139420724774691579</id><published>2009-02-10T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:48:46.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive found you. now. when maybe the time is right. wrong situation but the feeling is right. sitting here beside a new found fren, a new found earlistener, u came. like the song halo, the song which i dedicate to u. u came, with a halo around u. like the song goes, the walls are tumbling down, and they did not even put up a fight. unsure if u may not be the right person, may not treat me as right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1139420724774691579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=1139420724774691579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1139420724774691579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1139420724774691579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-found-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-989490386152497028</id><published>2009-01-12T07:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:13:28.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>looking at the people around me, they moved on. them and them. i hurt them and they found happiness. me? im happy with mine but i dunno. somewhere somehow, it hurts abit. a teeny weeny bit. jealous? i spose maybe but sometimes i wonder why shud i b... hmm.. i did not upload the pics cox im just plain lazy. maybe i shud? but for what is the real intention? out of spite? out of sight? im confused </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/989490386152497028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=989490386152497028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/989490386152497028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/989490386152497028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-at-people-around-me-they-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-8966776362397696772</id><published>2008-12-12T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:58:48.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>done.i feel stupid.i guess men are jerks after all.well, congrats to them.im happy.yes i am.i wun let others look down on us.on me.im lesbian.and ive a gf that have a uber bad reputation.but so what, im still with her against all odds.and thats what matters most.im stumped.yes.but what can i sae.i go one whole round and i wanna move on to bigger things with her.i made a huge mistake.but i will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8966776362397696772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=8966776362397696772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8966776362397696772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8966776362397696772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2008/12/done.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-6801329430871549536</id><published>2008-07-16T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:25:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Antagonizing it seems with the constant wondering, searching within the hollow heart. Clarity seems too late. But its like a bright paddle around the muck. A sole savior.Ignorance is bliss. But living with the unknown, shrouds in masks, knowing that they knew, gives the unsettling feeling, heavy in the heart. Thoughts are repeatedly chorusing, actions are non-selective.Giving the impression that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/6801329430871549536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=6801329430871549536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/6801329430871549536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/6801329430871549536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2008/07/antagonizing-it-seems-with-constant.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-7256102361952428949</id><published>2008-06-25T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:53:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my life as for now...been very busy. didn't even realize that almost 5months had passed since i joined my current company. my career. my obsession. my loop of hope.the stepping stone of my high ambitions. my aspirations.my work. tediously fun. enjoying yet monotonous. random but precise.its all about coffee now. once an enemy of coffee, now an avid coffee drinker.the wonders of life, its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/7256102361952428949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=7256102361952428949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/7256102361952428949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/7256102361952428949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-life-as-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-1865792513181015391</id><published>2008-06-22T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:37:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in love....sheesh.a stranger, nw a close someone.=))oh well....u....nak "pantat"!!!haha....neways, just wanna say i love u darla...and im realli looking forward to spend my life with u...honey bunny...sugar hunky...oh my...ur so hot nw...gosh!!!ok...im uber bored...n sleepy...**yawns**eh...im not sleepy la...they la sleepy then make me sleepy as well.....btw, the costa sand spacing keypad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/1865792513181015391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=1865792513181015391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1865792513181015391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/1865792513181015391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-4436703398341458050</id><published>2007-09-05T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:50:32.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>=========++untitled++=========the parting of the soul, brings tears to the heart.the broken faith leaves nowhere to start.the mind of hope, slids down to darkness.which leaves the world, seems full of harshness.the yearning continues, for the love to be rekindled.but sadness runs deep, too deep to be handled.though time could heal and cure all pains, this time it doesnt and there's nothing to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/4436703398341458050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=4436703398341458050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/4436703398341458050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/4436703398341458050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2007/09/untitled-parting-of-soul-brings-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-8562441356496635235</id><published>2007-07-05T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T02:41:24.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rite nw im working full tym at accessorize at bugis...sales...urgh..okok uh..first few daes sian la but i guez soon will  b ok bahx...today my third dae n i hurt myself while opening the shutter...all along at gv, the shutter auto wan mah....dis wan must push up use my own force...beri the heavy sey...ist tym lyk dat la i guez..then i go lunch alone...go dinner alone..smoke alone...toilet alone..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8562441356496635235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=8562441356496635235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8562441356496635235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/8562441356496635235'/><link rel='alternate' 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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-6290652.post-8232795161952026736</id><published>2007-06-23T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:23:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got fired frm my workplace coz i did an invisible act..haha...believe it or not..but i actualli got fired from a job..urgh..hw  i miss working there..but wat to do...its out of my hands nw.. theres nothing that i could do to change my fate..i was given one last chance but i guez i just blew my last chance of redemption..nobody will understand wat im goin thru uh..nobody will realli feel wat im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/8232795161952026736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-2513853732643661506</id><published>2007-05-04T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:08:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive got a date.hehe...neway...i decided that they r still madly in love wit each other..i guez..wats wit the earing wit the letter t??hmmmm.......deception n lies corrupting the cruel mind...provoking the endless debacle of the shameless soul...patience stop short at the slightest temptation...the mind of the weak transforms eventually somehow to the slow rythem of classic debate of the heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/2513853732643661506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=2513853732643661506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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for a reason... the pic...she is my bestie..currently... we work at the same place nw...im glad to have her as a fren but i guez its not vice versa..we fought n suddenly things gone different nw...wat wit our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/139225391159435103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=139225391159435103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/139225391159435103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/139225391159435103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NWsMyFhZbAo/RjjbibzFe0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tyxIjJVD5ko/s72-c/Image049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-116054840399661390</id><published>2006-10-11T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:33:44.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time and money seems to be the essence of life.without them u will either be sad or miserable. recently, money seems to be IT....time is just there but money seems to be the root of evrything.well, nw her.i dunno.sumting change.me?her?tings?i dunno.realli.im confused.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/116054840399661390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=116054840399661390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/116054840399661390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/116054840399661390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-and-money-seems-to-be-essence-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-115893859023116111</id><published>2006-09-22T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:23:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time seems to be crawling into the depths of infinity..in my slumber i drive myself to feel the world.... but the world is not my desire to feel..instead of the world i want her... coz deep in me, my world is her... the world of her is currently shallow... filled scarcely with small lands of information... information that is never enough....information that doesnt count that much...but filling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115893859023116111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115893859023116111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115893859023116111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115893859023116111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-seems-to-be-crawling-into-depths.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-115891133853873567</id><published>2006-09-22T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:48:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never wud i imagine things wud be the way it is...i dunno.now i dunno whether wat im doin is wat i shud be doin....things doensnt looks to be wat i think it wud be...in the deception of mind i seek the truth instead i receive nothing beyond what i know nothing about....the ignorancy of the mind prevents the soul from accepting however it might be....im still being kept inside...dark n questioning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115891133853873567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115891133853873567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115891133853873567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115891133853873567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-wud-i-imagine-things-wud-be-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-115821964710076402</id><published>2006-09-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:40:47.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dunno whether to believe or not....i mean she told me that she went to jb the day before n then got angry wit me coz she tot that i was angry....but u wanna know the most hilarious thing that happen ytd??she said..."aku da lamer tak gie johor sey..."so wat do you think???if trust is wat she want, i guez she shud gain that trust rightfully...n the same goes to me.....i didnt say anything wen she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115821964710076402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115821964710076402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115821964710076402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115821964710076402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dunno-whether-to-believe-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-115804689314109769</id><published>2006-09-12T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:41:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mum saw him in singapura live on tv wit another girl.he told me he lepak wit his bro.wich one shud i believe??the heart bleeds like it nvr bleeds before.....it crutches the soul deep and eats me inside out...how cud a single person do so  much damage...damage wich seems to kill me emotionally....wat else cud i do?wat else shud i sae?wat must i feel?why am i hurt?im killed...the trust, its gone</summary><link rel='replies' 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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-6290652.post-115738043315079996</id><published>2006-09-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:33:53.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wanna n93 handphone....but the hp is not out in the market yet....n i think its gonna cost around $1300...so ex kan????haiya....but i wanna get a hp soon....coz im like getting sick of this phone le....tot of getting the nokia 6111 model....its slick n small...arnd 400++ got la....but must save first lor....hmm....i miss her...alot....padahal...tadi pagi last see her...but still....so guez wat,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115738043315079996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115738043315079996' 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the person means u still hold on to the person...isnt it... u let go of the person physically but emotionally u are still attached to the person.... but why do they hurt me as fast as the word break up comes out from the mouth??i dunno...at tyms, being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115720900885970536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115720900885970536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115720900885970536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115720900885970536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-im-my-mind-wud-i-ever-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-115656853031838060</id><published>2006-08-26T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:02:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do life have to be so complicated....im confused nw....neway, i always have an inferiority complex in myself....i have such a low self esteem....used to be lower...but currently my self esteem and my confidence seems to be in the shits...never a moment in my mind do i think that im much more worth than other girls....i never see myself as sumone wich ppl will ever fall in like wit....maybe my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115656853031838060/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>hello....its 2006 and im like oready 20years old......im soooo old....alot of things are changing but the most impt thing that change is my heart...i like another instead but im still in love wit sum1 else.how like dat???neway, im sleepy....i update another tym...but thank god i still found u sey...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/115612583241515173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=115612583241515173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115612583241515173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/115612583241515173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie 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my hpi just now n right [n]ow, im having a totally sick feeling in my stomach dat imgonna fuckin fail dis stoopid paper.....but the shitty thing is, if i fail dis fuckin paper, i will be EXPELLED!!!!! damn...... how am i gonna get on wit life if i were to fail dis subject...God!!!!help me down here man.............pleaseeeeee...............im like so sad right at this moment.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/111155765824963315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=111155765824963315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/111155765824963315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/111155765824963315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-6290652.post-111034620477126273</id><published>2005-03-09T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:30:04.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woiz..............Kinda bOrEd....ErMmM.....nX WeEk The sTaRT oF ExAmS OreaDy....Im DeAd.mEaT.iN.DeEp.ShIt...aRgH!!!!!!I mIsS HiM...gAwD....hAhA......hE ChOSES aloT oF CouRsEs FrM Tp lEi...ooOoOoEeEeE........HeHe....HaIyA...hE WeRkIn 2DaE lA...sIaNz.....mE ScHlInG oSo.....HaHa....SeEn hIS BlOG...sO OrBiT...nO oFfEnSe BuT ThE fOnT La dEaR...iTs dIsTuRbInG.tOtAlLy...HmMm.....MiSs hIm...aGaIn....HaHa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/111034620477126273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=111034620477126273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/111034620477126273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/111034620477126273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/03/woiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110982944070259044</id><published>2005-03-03T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:57:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it that when you realize you love someone...You end up losing them?It's like someone purposely wants your heart to hurt... More than it already does.Why is it that when you're with someone...You break up over the smallest thing,And at that moment you realize how much they really mean to you?But when you want to get back together...They suddenly give you even more reasons why they can't.Why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110982944070259044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110982944070259044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110982944070259044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110982944070259044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-is-it-that-when-you-realize-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110982884240880841</id><published>2005-03-03T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:47:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WoiTs~~~....ItS BeEn sOoOo lOnG OrEaDY IsNt It...WoW.....nX TWo WeEkS,I WiLL bE HaViNg mA ExAmS......dAMn.....Im In DeEp SHIt....Im in dEeP TRoUbLe........BuT WaTEvEr  iT iS,lIfE iS GrEaT RiTe NW.....No MorE sHiTtY hAPpEnInGS.....hAhA....hMmM........Nw iN ThE LiBRaRy.....WaItInG fOr mY GrP DiScUsSiOn....MiSs 3 tEsTs!!!!!!OvEr SlEpT...tSk tSK.....wEll,DaTs Me....ItS bEcUmInG A NoRmAlItY lE....iM </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110982884240880841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110982884240880841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110982884240880841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110982884240880841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/03/woits.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110852786481118511</id><published>2005-02-16T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:24:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HeRe I Go...........So hOwS LiFe...hMmM.....iVe bEeN SlOggInG My wAy tHrU......uRgH...Its DaMn iRiTaTiNg lOr.......HaHA....BuT StIlL CaN SuRvIvE....EvErYtInG eLsE SuX.....fAiLeD All My tErM TeSt sEy.......I FEEl so sTuPiD........dAmN StUpId.....GRrRr.....hmmmm...saw a moment to remember....so sad dat i cried n cried n cried....hehe......he cried too....so hilarious dat i had to laugh.....hmmm....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110852786481118511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110852786481118511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110852786481118511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110852786481118511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110724994037217862</id><published>2005-02-01T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:25:40.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OoOoOEeEeEeE............HeLLoZ......kInDa mix uP RiTe nW....hMmMmMM.......NeWaY......THings PrEtty StRAnge RiTe nW........HaPPY bUt nOT tOtAllY hAPpy....StRaNgErs PERhApS....hEhE...dUnNo WaT ThE HeLLiM TaLkInG AbT....LaTeR tHen...........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110724994037217862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110724994037217862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110724994037217862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110724994037217862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/02/oooooeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110569717893151998</id><published>2005-01-14T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:06:18.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my gawd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!guez wat.....yesterday i was juz hanging out wit raida at far east waiting fer sum other friends and suddenly...kaboom!!!!!!!!!.........there he was...... TAUFIK BATISAH!!!!n im like shit.........he is there and he is like so near......i wanted to take a pic of him but my fren was like sooooo ashamed of me.........urgh!!!!!!!!!damn.............but he is sooooooooo cute.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110569717893151998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110569717893151998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110569717893151998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110569717893151998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-my-gawd-guez-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-110552349831865075</id><published>2005-01-12T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T17:51:38.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hie!!!!!!!!!!!!its been sucha loooong time since i entered anything significant at all....haha...well,now im in 2nd year 2nd semester n guez wat,next week is my term test oready....gawd!!!!!!!!!!!!fast isnt it...ya...............time realli flies.....guez wat....im single but not available....kwang kwang kwang.....im kinda much more happier right now in my life...tho things arent as normal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/110552349831865075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=110552349831865075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110552349831865075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/110552349831865075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2005/01/hieits-been-sucha-loooong-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-108970852238569934</id><published>2004-07-13T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T16:48:42.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im bored....hahahaha....lame siak skool.....wheres all da peeps dat groove dis lameness city??????????yikes???who is all these peeps surrounding moi???no familiar faces at all..and skool sucks biggie..ders lyk so many hmwks and assignments due and considering the fact dat i was not in sch for the past week......im like so lost!!!!and i feel so not at home in dis sch...people gettin big headed...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108970852238569934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=108970852238569934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108970852238569934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108970852238569934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-108866785884572649</id><published>2004-07-01T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T15:44:18.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahaha...da lame tak enter anyting significant in my precious blog...neway, im now in 2nd year of my biotechnology course..kinda super slag considering dat i will be alone for most of the time and my timetable is like super slag with sooooo many unintended breaks..and if the breaks are like one hour je takpe tau tapi its all like 2 to 3 hours.. laaaaaaaaaaa....if there is teman takpe la...lagik</summary><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-6290652.post-108131371457454268</id><published>2004-04-07T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T12:59:01.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wats wif the addiction of smallville???almost everyone sees them in this lib.and the worst part is,im caught wif a chairless pc..and nobody even bothers to care wif me standing up like an idiot..fuck them.totally not gentleman!!!!and lucky enuf at this lib,theres dis parts of shows dat are featured and its damn cool...but still nobody cares..and meetings are are not kept.ass....make me run </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108131371457454268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=108131371457454268' 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dats why i am detesting it so much...my own presentation gone so yucky..i totally hate it.next time im gonna do it better and definately with better clothes.and this pc sucks big time...i mean ive been trying so damn hard to open the stupid msn messenger.and yikes?!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108122485163515147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=108122485163515147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108122485163515147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108122485163515147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/04/wats-wif-presentationseverywhere-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-108115135279437754</id><published>2004-04-05T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T15:54:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now in the library after the dreadfull presentation...its sooooo sukky..i hate it so much i cud vomit whenever i think abt it...(bleugh~)haha.the clothes i wear too...urgh.~~aniway,exams is in two more weeks and ive yet to study and memorise.so sickening...but come to think of it,holidays is coming!!!!kant wait for it to come.i cud jus taste it...lying arnd at the beach with no worries..waking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108115135279437754/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>so near yet so far.dats what i wud say abt the situation dat is bothering me right now..what muz i do to get dat attention dat i need!!!!!!!hahatotally intended attention dat is purposely wanted.what shud i do???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108088840688180690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=108088840688180690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108088840688180690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108088840688180690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-108080105056783992</id><published>2004-04-01T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T14:34:28.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if i were hot,will u look at me?if i were beautiful,will u look at me?if i were popular,will u look at me?if i were to mix with your kind of friend,will u look at me?if i were taller,will u look at me?if i were richer,will u look at me?if i were to wear contacts,will u look at me?if i were to be sexier,will u look at me?if i were to have straight hair,will u look at me?if i were to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108080105056783992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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updated...haha...well,nuting changing in my ever so pathetic life..lol...neway,ive jus updated in my friendster.and i found so many ppl in there...so cool...haha.but ive been rather busy these days so i kant write much..now gtg 4 a class..bye~(^-^)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/108062799936661460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=108062799936661460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108062799936661460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/108062799936661460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/wahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107933616611991758</id><published>2004-03-15T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T15:39:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh!!!!!didnt expect such harsh words to get out of my chest...really am sorie if i hurt anyone in the process tho....haha...im human oso right... really, i didnt expect such harshness from myself...neway,i dun usually show meself in such temper but dat time was really critical...hahahai love everyone dat plays a part in my life..serious.only sometimes things cud get out of hand and you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107933616611991758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107933616611991758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107933616611991758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107933616611991758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/goshdidnt-expect-such-harsh-words-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107899088211943446</id><published>2004-03-11T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T15:44:31.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck life and its fucking shits!!!!!i really do not wish to believe anything anymore!!!!!the heart had been tamed to be the tamest and what does it gets in return???? anguish, heart full of sorrow...living in this world filled shamefully of low lives....totally despised what the world had done to me...fuck la....me and my fucking shit!!!!!what had i ever done wrong in my fucking life??????????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107899088211943446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107899088211943446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107899088211943446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107899088211943446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/fuck-life-and-its-fucking-shitsi.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107881390674143852</id><published>2004-03-09T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T14:36:24.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now in the cyber center, jus finish doing the powerpoint for*hubby..not quite sure whether i did it sincerely.i mean,im totally sick,hungry and was waiting for him to meet me to go for lunch but that didnt happened.my heart was wrentching so hard jus now.and NOW, im ranting it here...didnt went for the lab just now but had ask fizah to write for me the report.. cool...she really is adorable...</summary><link rel='replies' 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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-6290652.post-107873376866282784</id><published>2004-03-08T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T16:24:10.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the anxiety of the heart is so confusingly anonymous to your own being.much less having to disclose it to someone else who might overview it as something out of an impossible novel..there are certain thoughts running around in your head in endless circle which is contrary to the feelings that you believe.living in this solitary world with only your mind as your companion is realli hard when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107873376866282784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107873376866282784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107873376866282784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107873376866282784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/anxiety-of-heart-is-so-confusingly.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107829926518647728</id><published>2004-03-03T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T15:37:23.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THURSDAYwoke up feeling very excited to meet *hubby!!!we met at tampines interchange...then we went to bought some clothes at a sale at tm..*hubby seems abit embarrased to be caught buying sales stuff i guess coz he seems to be looking arnd like some criminal like that...haha....then went to have breakfast cum lunch at burger king....so noisy coz the place is filled wit so many sch kids...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107829926518647728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107829926518647728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107829926518647728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107829926518647728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/thursday-woke-up-feeling-very-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107821050119343020</id><published>2004-03-02T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T14:57:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sch starts and it totali suk big time...but at least i cud use the net here in sch..aniwei,i will give u guys a review of what i did last week...MONDAYwake up early in the morning to go to sch to appeal for biomedical science.reach at about 1pm.was unsuccesfull in my appeal..that miss chew was like "from your gpa,its impossible for u to get biomedical technology as most of the students with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107821050119343020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107821050119343020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107821050119343020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107821050119343020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/03/sch-starts-and-it-totali-suk-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107691126687961350</id><published>2004-02-16T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T14:03:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im now at the library.juz finish doing my csas term test...nak cakap susah,tak...weird ade ar...now my boyfriend is studying wit his frens..padahal im the one yang nak blajar sey.but ma frens nak balek and got other commitments..padahal padahal...tmr got maths and im not prepared at all...teruk habes..tak tau pun ape nak blajar...and worst of all!!!!i have to werk later...argh!!!!!!!!anyway,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107691126687961350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107691126687961350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107691126687961350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107691126687961350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-now-at-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107649627587144206</id><published>2004-02-11T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T18:50:12.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz visited others profiles in everyonesconnected and it seems that they are like so cool..they have like so many pictures and  i dun have anything at all sampai  nurul zawanah,a friend,commented that i update them..cacat sey...its not that i dun wan but i juz dun have a pc at home!!!ade pun its like so rosak and kalau tak rosak pun i dun have net connections....i know that i frequently add in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107649627587144206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107649627587144206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107649627587144206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107649627587144206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/juz-visited-others-profiles-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107648438292244539</id><published>2004-02-11T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T15:29:56.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now at the pc lab at level 5...the damn mouse is like so rosak sey...so selenge....anyway,tadi i actually miss almost all the lectures..only went for anp last hour lecture..to pun because my bf ade arts..he told me dun have and he wanna like teman me till 4 but in the end i hav to go to my lec ALONE!!!hear that,ALONE!!!teruk sey..luckily anp was fun..studying about blood was fun...hahahathen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107648438292244539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107648438292244539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107648438292244539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107648438292244539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/now-at-pc-lab-at-level-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107639587663162315</id><published>2004-02-10T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T14:55:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now im in the library doing nuting but juz shitting arnd in my blog.now then i know that the world is actually a very small place to live in..hahahamy darling knows this guy name mamat from his class,mamat knows this guy named amar from info technology sch,hafizah,my classmate and my buddy,knows amar through some chat tingy if im not wrong...what a total coincidence!!and after all those,me and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107639587663162315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107639587663162315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107639587663162315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107639587663162315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/now-im-in-library-doing-nuting-but-juz.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107631236145490932</id><published>2004-02-09T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T15:44:34.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well...wat a day to start of with....woke up late and had to skip my anp practical...still havent see my lecturer..neway,went to bedok reservoir to eat lunch with my bf...then saw the girl dat my bf like b4...im like so normal,with no teruk jealousy coming up at all....but he was like singing the shuddup song all the way and when he saw her,he sort of like gagap for a moment and his face berubah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107631236145490932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107631236145490932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107631236145490932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107631236145490932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107606081131055101</id><published>2004-02-06T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T17:49:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well,i just told my boyfriend the truth..it really take off the weight of my heavy shoulders...tsk tsk...one of this days,i will jot down everything dat happen to all of u guys who is clueless of this thing....anyway,now at his house jotting this important fact while patiently waiting for him to finish his bath......so,term test is like two weeks from now and im like so involved with the stuff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107606081131055101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107606081131055101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107606081131055101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107606081131055101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/welli-just-told-my-boyfriend-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107596485497369815</id><published>2004-02-05T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:09:56.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now im at the sch library...literally accompany hajar for her test and at the same time,waiting for my hubby....im so fed up actually coz i couldnt get off on valentines day!!!!!damn....i really donnoe whether to be pissed of or not... just now,i was late for my pract but it turns out that it was a waste of time going there..neway,know its short but really gotta go...shout out to *hajar!!!</summary><link rel='replies' 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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-6290652.post-107587565377834629</id><published>2004-02-04T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T14:23:13.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh.....my brain is going bonkers soon....man!!maths is reali killing me alive...and later i have biochemistry.. gawd....dun actuali know wat im reali studying...and anp,tsk tsk..now im entering my blog instead of attending the anp lectures...so bad right??sometimes i reali regret not entering junior college.i mean,if i had entered jc,i wouldnt be this slag...i could have been very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107587565377834629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107587565377834629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107587565377834629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107587565377834629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107578285698303208</id><published>2004-02-03T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T12:36:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god dammit!!!!!wats up wit meeeeeeeeeeee??????i should hav seen it cuming rite??!!once blind,always short-sighted....gawd...wat m i getting myself into&gt;&gt;&gt;shit,shit,shit!!!damn!!eeeee!!!geramnye....rabakz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107578285698303208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107578285698303208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107578285698303208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107578285698303208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/02/god-dammitwats-up-wit-meeeeeeeeeeee-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107535682499975318</id><published>2004-01-29T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T14:15:56.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe for once i was wrong about being right.the immortal that i thought was actually a devil in disguise...maybe...thats what i think...but i coudnt juz conclude anything in juz a few days right???i mean,its sounded so biased...but still....im like so damn confused...anyway,lets talk about the happenings in my life....today,i woke up at 9.45 when i was suppose to wake up at 5.and then i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107535682499975318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107535682499975318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107535682499975318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107535682499975318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/01/maybe-for-once-i-was-wrong-about-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107527743788193300</id><published>2004-01-28T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T16:14:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well...i actually skipped practical and tut all at the same time.GawD!!!and do you like wanna know y?its just that ive been feeling kinda freak out this few days over all the weird stuff thats have been happening to me.. not that its weird.thats just putting it mildly...tell you the truth,its sucks!!!big time...not only shocking but it hurts to know at the same time....it really makes me step </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107527743788193300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107527743788193300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107527743788193300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107527743788193300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/01/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107389136186665842</id><published>2004-01-12T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T15:09:42.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well,its been the first week of school and things are just getting worse and worse as each day goes by...now its the second week...but i guess the highlight of the week is this weird feeling that i have at this very weird moment..i mean,why the hell should i feel anyting about his past after we've been together for nearly 2yrs n a few months?? tried but i still couldnt get rid of this feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107389136186665842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107389136186665842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107389136186665842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107389136186665842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/01/wellits-been-first-week-of-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290652.post-107337122384595810</id><published>2004-01-06T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T14:40:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive just create another blog coz i forgot my previous blog add...this is so unexpectedly repeated...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/feeds/107337122384595810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6290652&amp;postID=107337122384595810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107337122384595810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6290652/posts/default/107337122384595810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-name-feeling.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-just-create-another-blog-coz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie Piston</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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