<?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-12763008</id><updated>2011-04-29T19:57:44.110+07:00</updated><title type='text'>coPycaT WaRdRoBe...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114230336373611174</id><published>2006-03-14T09:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T09:29:23.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>its JUST Moi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey there... have you ever think how hurt is it when someone call you ugly or called you names. i do. it really hurt my feeling. i just laugh when they do that. but deep inside me is very hurt. yes maybe my body not as sexy as Paul Walker, my eyes not as beautiful as Brad Pitts, My butt not sexy as Ricky maritin , I'm not as smart or inteligence as bill gates, or I'm not as rich as Donald trump.. but i still have something inside me that nobody have. there are only one me in this stupid world. whats wrong with all those people i just really don't understand... I am me.. and I try to be a better person.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114230336373611174?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114230336373611174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114230336373611174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114230336373611174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114230336373611174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-just-moi.html' title='its JUST Moi!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114178922064235248</id><published>2006-03-08T10:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T10:40:20.656+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHH&gt;&gt; Fuck!!</title><content type='html'>don't you ever dare to do anything that makes me sick and tired of what you were doin.. I sick and tired of all those people who ack smart and who think that they are always right.. I just hate them and wish them to go to hell.. well yeah hell is a better place for them. friendship my ass... i wish i have that in my life.. i only have few best friends in my life. the rest are a piece of crap that just do bullshit and pretent to like me. there are 100 people like me and there are also 1000 people who hates me.. just deal with it hoe... fuck You all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114178922064235248?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114178922064235248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114178922064235248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114178922064235248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114178922064235248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/03/ohhh-fuck.html' title='OHHH&gt;&gt; Fuck!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114169869955882929</id><published>2006-03-07T09:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:31:39.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..friends..</title><content type='html'>heheheh.. friends.. everybody have one i guess.. well i do have two... i have many friends in my life.. well people see that i'm "pupular" and knwo evryone.. yes they are my friends... but hey to find a best friends taht you can rely on is pretty hard you know that./... its hard for me to trsut people in certain way. i have trauma with people aronds me.. or youc an say with friendship.. sometimes they just full of biullshit......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114169869955882929?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114169869955882929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114169869955882929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114169869955882929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114169869955882929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/03/friendsfriends_07.html' title='Friends..friends..'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114169856081718456</id><published>2006-03-07T09:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:29:20.830+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..friends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114169856081718456?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114169856081718456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114169856081718456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114169856081718456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114169856081718456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/03/friendsfriends.html' title='Friends..friends..'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114110574976013248</id><published>2006-02-28T12:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T12:49:09.783+07:00</updated><title type='text'>shitz and friends.....</title><content type='html'>have you ever get sick and tired of those people who think that tehy are perfect and think that they are more tahn anybody?? well I do.. alot of peepz around me.. think that they are better than anyone, hotter than anyone... ... well I hate them.. I knwo they're hot but don't use it that way.. and some peepz talk crap about other or their self without think what is the problem and thhink about that persons feeling.. geeze.. don't be sucka  biatch or Jerk you dumb fuck... I really hate that kind of shits.. I really do.. so peepz I hope you understand the situation and please be cool ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114110574976013248?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114110574976013248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114110574976013248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114110574976013248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114110574976013248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/02/shitz-and-friends.html' title='shitz and friends.....'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114075484264123443</id><published>2006-02-24T11:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:20:42.656+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to scream!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know I met this hottie down at my school lobby. lets say that name as ashley. i met as down at the lobby a couple weeks ago. i don't knwo I think i fall for whom. ashley looks so hot at that day with the nice blue colour shirts with sripes on it. well everytime i met ashley i feel weak and my heart beat faster and faster. until one day. I met ash down at the lobby again. i think it was 3 days ago. i met ash down there, ash was reading a news paper. then i though he was finish. i was met sophia one of friends and she live in finland. so i come to ash and ask ash ," are you the new student from finland?" and ash look at me in a weird way and said ," I'm from france." I was so imbarred that time. and suddenly i reflect my hand and siad." I'm kevin By the way. and you are ?" now ash gave me more weird look. and take my hand and say name which is I didn't heard and I don't knwo cause it's sound so french and ash french accent make it worse." then I just left and lough at my self i just wannt to scream it out loud hahhaha... and makes me streesss and want to kick ash asss. when ash checkin out others with those dirty and nasty look.. geeze.e. I feel so jealous.. hahahahahahahhaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114075484264123443?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114075484264123443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114075484264123443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114075484264123443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114075484264123443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-want-to-scream.html' title='I just want to scream!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114015260217576254</id><published>2006-02-17T11:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:03:22.190+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY gosh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh my gosh.. I just can't believe it.. When you walk on the street or even your own campus. And then you suddently met some hottie.. What you gonna do?? Well me and myself.. I always freak out, nervous, happy, and every feeling get blend together. I want to know them but I'm to scared to talk and ask.. I'm too scared to take the risk... I really do.. I'm scared the hottie will think different and far from what I expected. i just want to be their friends or maybe later can be more..Oh yeah... I wish I'm in New York, London, or you named all those big city. where metropolitan and op[en minded people live . for example you met someone on the bookstores, elevators,malls, anywhere evens a public toilets you can find someone for lover or friends. Just a little bit chit chat and suddently you hit each other right away I wish its' that easy to be like that,.. Life while be more simpler to me... Oh gosh.. I wish I can know all the hotties before they go somewhere... what should i do.????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114015260217576254?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114015260217576254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114015260217576254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015260217576254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015260217576254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-gosh.html' title='OH MY gosh!!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114015185911660913</id><published>2006-02-17T11:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:51:02.926+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick Of a " I'm a hottie" kind oF PersoNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;have you ever meet someone that think that they are hot or think that you're not so his or her type?? well I have.. and many times.. I met this hottie..well I can say that person is kinda hot.. I introduce myself and that person too.. well we come from the some country and thats the only thing that makes us the same hehhehe.. but hey the next day I met that persons. he blew me off and really makes me sick of him/her. I say hi and greet him. he jsut answers like he don't wanna answer... isn't sucks... I just want to come infront of his face and shout at him/her... oohh..gosh...I hate that so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114015185911660913?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114015185911660913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114015185911660913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015185911660913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015185911660913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick-of-im-hottie-kind-of-persons_17.html' title='sick Of a &quot; I&apos;m a hottie&quot; kind oF PersoNs'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-114015186208554861</id><published>2006-02-17T11:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:51:02.763+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick Of a " I'm a hottie" kind oF PersoNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;have you ever meet someone that think that they are hot or think that you're not so his or her type?? well I have.. and many times.. I met this hottie..well I can say that person is kinda hot.. I introduce myself and that person too.. well we come from the some country and thats the only thing that makes us the same hehhehe.. but hey the next day I met that persons. he blew me off and really makes me sick of him/her. I say hi and greet him. he jsut answers like he don't wanna answer... isn't sucks... I just want to come infront of his face and shout at him/her... oohh..gosh...I hate that so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-114015186208554861?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114015186208554861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=114015186208554861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015186208554861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/114015186208554861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick-of-im-hottie-kind-of-persons.html' title='sick Of a &quot; I&apos;m a hottie&quot; kind oF PersoNs'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-113190809905302386</id><published>2005-11-14T01:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:54:59.053+07:00</updated><title type='text'>is this what I call love...</title><content type='html'>well here's the things.. I have so many people that I get crush on.. well at least I attracted to them phychically or else. heheh.. have you ever met someone and when you see him or her your heart beating faster and faster you feel so nervous, you plan to say something but it end up only saying "Hello, Good Moring !" oh my gosh I hate when thats happen to me... I really fall for that person... I need to behave in front of that person hehhe.. well I wish I can behave... but I always try to be myself .. well I love me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-113190809905302386?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113190809905302386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=113190809905302386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113190809905302386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113190809905302386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-this-what-i-call-love.html' title='is this what I call love...'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-113190773112540717</id><published>2005-11-14T01:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:48:51.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>why I fall to the same name !!!</title><content type='html'>well I don't know what you think.. but this is kind of strange to me. have you ever fall to a person that has same name with your ex or your ex crush or even your crush...I do.. well many times... there are plenty of name that is comment for me.. like Jessica, steven, Peter, michael, Ashley, Carly and many other name heh... included my name Kevin ... so I just feel so funny when I met the person that I like and that person has the same name as someone that already have history in your life heheheh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-113190773112540717?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113190773112540717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=113190773112540717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113190773112540717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113190773112540717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-i-fall-to-same-name.html' title='why I fall to the same name !!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-113171559816996417</id><published>2005-11-11T20:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:26:38.183+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every ThinG new !!!</title><content type='html'>well I just come to this ''death'' island called langkawi. I really exited at first but when I came here is far from what I've expected. I've donme too many experince in ths stupid island. I met plenty of new people which for me most of them are freaks to me. but I find some new good friends too here. place I work are too far from what I expected the people in my place to work talk too much. and worse they can't keep things for theirself they will tell everybody about anything.. ooh I hate that,,, well I still have 7 weeks to go.. I hope I can survive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-113171559816996417?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113171559816996417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=113171559816996417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113171559816996417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/113171559816996417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/11/every-thing-new.html' title='Every ThinG new !!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-112190795896643374</id><published>2005-07-21T08:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T08:05:58.970+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe...LoVe... And  lOve!!!!</title><content type='html'>Love and love and love again… I’m so unlucky with this thing. Well at least for now. I’m looking for the right person to come. And till now all I get is a rejection. I have trauma with a relationship and rejection. I’m scared to move on for that kind of stuffs. Well maybe I’m that kind of person who is complicated and also childish. People told me I need someone older and wiser well at least they more mature than me. Is it that hard to do that and find someone like that, I really curious about that too… where is the one that I adore. I still believe in love at first side, true love, and all those mitoses that have been around in our world. Is my love story or my life story just like in the movie or fairy tales it will be stunning and fun? I really hope that. But I’m not a prince charming. I’m just an ugly frog that waits for someone to kiss me and turn me to be a prince charming. I just want a person who like my both side. The bad side and the good side, now a day people become more and more shallow than what I think. They put psychical first than characters or in side the other. I just ordinary complicated guy who like to love someone and to be loved, I just waiting for someone out there who like me the way I am. I just can’t wait to see that person. Is it now or when, I hope now or sooner. I can’t wait to long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-112190795896643374?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112190795896643374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=112190795896643374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/112190795896643374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/112190795896643374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/07/lovelove-and-love.html' title='LoVe...LoVe... And  lOve!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-112141325811667783</id><published>2005-07-14T14:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T14:40:58.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate LovE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can you imagine 3 days can make a change in my life? School just start and there are plenty of freshmen coming in. there are plenty of gal coming to my school. There are 3 of them that I like and get crush on. But when I try to find out their status and only 1 of them are freakin single and I think that’s my only hope. But love is hurt she’s the kind of gal that I like. But she don’t respond that good. I try to make a good impression from her and just play the game. But I ask some advice form my friends, my best friends. And you know those things that I need to sacrifice, change, rules, and everything it’s just too hard for me. The only thing that can change the gal feeling is to change everything in me. I really scared of that and the most important things it’s really hard. Is it that worth that much to get one gal. in the other hand my other friends told me to be the way I am and normal in front of her coz I only know here for only 3 days and I don’t really know her, which is true. Is this thing that you call love or what? Is it that hard and need a lot of work to get one girl heart. Then I heard that one guy also like her and the only thing that I scared we are totally opposite of anything. The other guy is tall, nice body and the other hand look at me it’s far from perfect. And there are 4 angle loves in this case. Is this worth a lot or what? What should I do? Should I move on or just give up know before it’s too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-112141325811667783?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112141325811667783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=112141325811667783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/112141325811667783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/112141325811667783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/07/hate-love.html' title='hate LovE!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111980267964993752</id><published>2005-06-26T23:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:17:59.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FaMiLY CraP!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When you heard a word family you wish to see your family and miss them so much. Especially when you stay far away from them, well some people do that some people don’t. I don’t know if I mad or something to say this. But I don’t… I don’t miss my family I just wish don’t meet them that often they will make my day like hell. I just wishing I can graduate as soon as possible get a job outside from my stupid home country, and also Asian country. I don’t hate my family, maybe I am most of the time. First my dad he’s kind of guy who is selfish and never think about what I want and what I dream off, I want to be a PR or an interior designer but my dad think that I will have no future in that field this or that he want me to study business and he pick me a hospitality course which is also a business major I sick and tired of his selfishness. My mom well not only her but especially her she’s so fuckin religious, everything is God and God, she always being a bitch and always bitching around about everything. At least she’s better than my dad. My dad is a total loser and a selfish dick head. Then my brother he’s a total ass and a show of son of a bitch, he also selfish and have an attitude problem also anger management problem a sick psycho who always think that he’s rich and only want to wear branded stuff. I hate him so much. My sister she’s ok but just sometimes she’s become a spoil brats and annoying bitch. My relatives most of them are pain in the ass and always get into my nerves. Is it something wrong with them or me….. I just want to have a nice and peaceful life is it that hard for me, this world just really unfair and sucks.&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/12763008-111980267964993752?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111980267964993752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111980267964993752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980267964993752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980267964993752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/family-crap.html' title='FaMiLY CraP!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111980255356319214</id><published>2005-06-25T23:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:15:53.563+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way PeOpLe GrEeTs</title><content type='html'>The way people greet in different culture and different place are different. In Indonesia they usually only shake hand unless they are really close they will kiss and hugs. Yesterday I saw a really strange but funny greeting. Well first I want to say that I have no offence ok. Oh yeah last time I went to Arabic restaurant so people who eats there are mostly Arab. I saw a guy coming then he shakes hand with his friend then he kiss his friends right cheek then left cheek after that he say something than kiss on the left again, and then say something again then kiss left cheek again. For 3 times, well at first I saw that I just a little bit blushing and laugh. But hey I see something new which is good. I wish I can travel around the world and study about culture. I wish I can… all I can do just wishing, dreaming, that’s all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111980255356319214?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111980255356319214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111980255356319214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980255356319214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980255356319214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/way-people-greets.html' title='The Way PeOpLe GrEeTs'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111980249262926432</id><published>2005-06-25T23:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:14:52.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GoT My EyeS oN YoU!!</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was a disaster to me. Well at least not that bad though. In the morning about 10 o’clock I wake up coz I don’t know this few days I can’t sleep that good. And then I do my laundry. After that I went to harley Davidson store to buy some give for my brother and my dad.. after spend a little more money for that I couldn’t get a taxi for about 45 minutes or so..and guess what I walk. It was a hot sunny day and I walk alone by myself and my MP3 was ran out of battery in the middle of that. After that I go shopping for a while. Then I go to some place to buy some stuff. And another disaster comes along. I need to wait the Arab guy for 5 hours… it’s just sucks and I just walk around do nothing actually. And then I go to McDonald’s. First in front of me there’re a white guy who looks like Andre Agassi you know the boldly kind of guy. Well he’s ok though. Well not only that after he left there’re one hot guy sit in front of me… well he looks like a middle east kind of person. You know what I mean right and he got the most beautiful eyes. Well I couldn’t describe it. And he just so damn looks like executive. And he have a name tag his name is Khaled. Well he’s name is so Middle East. He ate 3 burgers, 1 coke, 1 sundae, and large French fries. I laugh for a bit when he ate the French fries he just throw away the side.. well it’s just funny fro me… I wish I met him again heheheeeh.. oh yeah then there are 2 other guys who sit alone one looks like you know middle east guy who’s on business trip. And the other one is a white guy who looks like a surfer. So I pas heheeheh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111980249262926432?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111980249262926432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111980249262926432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980249262926432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111980249262926432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-got-my-eyes-on-you.html' title='I GoT My EyeS oN YoU!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111957578832644016</id><published>2005-06-24T08:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T08:16:28.326+07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it tHat harD To FinD a TruE FrIenDs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well is it hard to find a true friend. I’m saying a true friend not a true best friend. find just a friend already hard what happen if I want t find a best friend. well why I’m saying this because I’m sick and tired all this shit that hang round me. I’m looking for someone to talk to and listen to me and give me advice for my problem and like me the way I am. I really sick to people who just criticize people without look to their self. They told me to behave, change the way I dress, walk, talks, all those physical crap. Well a true friend don’t I mean never consider something like that as a bet or a line to make friends. I want a friends who like me the way I am and give their soldier to cry on, I can chat with, somebody that will me a ‘’cheerleader’’ for me, and something a friend need. I hate when people say ‘’names’’ to me, and I hate when always look at the physical appearance only. I wish I can survive with this situation. One of my friends call me by name and I really hate that word. I was mad at that time and that person pretend nothing happen. Then I call my best friends to chat and to say my problem. And she just said that I should told them that I don’t like that and also I need to stand for my pride and myself. And she said if those person are a real friends they will listen and understand and still be friends. If not just forget about it, it’s over. But I couldn’t do that. I need friends and someone to talk and rely on. How I do this.. I’m scared.. There are only to options for me pretend you don’t listen and you hurt yourself and have your ‘’ friends’’ or you talk to them and tell them that I don’t like things that they say and they do, if they’re true friends they will accept it and changes for me if not just forget it coz they won’t do anything and will do the same thing to make me shut up and hurt me. well which one should I chose? Friends or prides…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111957578832644016?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111957578832644016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111957578832644016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111957578832644016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111957578832644016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-it-that-hard-to-find-true-friends.html' title='is it tHat harD To FinD a TruE FrIenDs'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111957543536395869</id><published>2005-06-23T08:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T08:10:35.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AccoUntS ShiT!!!</title><content type='html'>Today the account exam just totally crap and so fuckin hard. I can’t do it and now I feel so scared. I’m scared I’m not pass the class , I’m scared I can’t pass to the next term, I’m scared of my family specially my mom and my dad they gonna kill me. I’m scared my friends will look down on me. Well all these feeling just mess up in my head. What should I do? It is really hard. Please all I want is just pass term 2 and graduate on time…  I really do want that. I just want to pass; I don’t need a perfect score. All I need is pass that’s all... oh please is it that hard…. Just wish me luck for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111957543536395869?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111957543536395869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111957543536395869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111957543536395869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111957543536395869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/accounts-shit.html' title='AccoUntS ShiT!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111940869599201471</id><published>2005-06-22T09:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T09:51:35.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 DiFFereNtS Kind Of PeOple!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever fall in love I mean got a crush on 2 people at one time. Well I did. And those people are 2 different people with different personality and style. One of them is a quite, calm, need, you know just those people who really tidy and looks like a business person. While the other one is messy, not need, punk rock, a bad kind of person, cool, well I just explain those rocker or punk. That person just opposite to each other, isn’t it weird I just couldn’t imagine hehehehe it’s just a little bit weird for me. Sometimes I want the bad one and sometimes I like the good one so which one should I pick ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111940869599201471?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111940869599201471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111940869599201471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111940869599201471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111940869599201471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/2-differents-kind-of-people.html' title='2 DiFFereNtS Kind Of PeOple!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111933122514400495</id><published>2005-06-21T12:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:20:25.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe Is ShOckinG and FuLL oF SuRPriSe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday night I just fooling around with just call someone that I only met once when I was working part time at the French embassy and without the person pickin up. Well I just playing around and than I continue my study (I’m studying yeah!!! ^0^). The suddenly the phone play my favourite Bring It On songs. And appear the name that I couldn’t believe, yes the person that I give miss call just call me back. Let’s just called him K, then I just pick up the phone and he ask who is this and I said that this is me bla bla bla. The K asks me when I’m going back to my country and I said this Sunday. Suddenly I said,’’ Are you free this Friday and we go clubbing.’’ He said he was at Bukit Tinggi or something and if they come back on Friday they can’t go also. And do you know what the reason they going to meet SeaBash ‘’ Friends’’ or ‘’ mate’’ or what ever you know what I mean right. When K said that I‘m just so fuckin shock and like that the world just stop and I feel like that something hit me real hard. Then I just said ‘’ oh ok!’’ coz I don’t really know what to say and what to do. Then I just told K that we still arrange something and hang out together sometimes before he leaves this Country. And after chit chat for a while then I say good bye well I said ‘’ ou revoir !’’ and K sy good bye and au revoir too. After hang up my leg just week and I just shock and my heart beat faster and faster but the worse I couldn’t concentrate with my fuckin oenology and kitchen shits. Gosh please somebody help me get thru this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/12763008-111933122514400495?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111933122514400495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111933122514400495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111933122514400495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111933122514400495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-is-shocking-and-full-of-surprise.html' title='LoVe Is ShOckinG and FuLL oF SuRPriSe!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111933102801521796</id><published>2005-06-18T12:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:17:08.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I ThaT BaD !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, well school just ok.. well not ok just a little bit sucks I mean to crappy. I just hate it a lot… my class was so freakin boring and I just want to fuck myself. Well school always like that everyday. Well at least that’s what I feel. Not only that, there’s something makes my day special. In the evening me and my classmates and a few of my friends we have dinner at deutsches haus some kind of German restaurant that serve German cuisines. Well the food was great and I went there with 2 of my F&amp;B teacher. And also the gal that I like from my class, the dinner went fine and nice. But I don’t know I just feel left out with my other friends form my class but hey I don’t give a shit about that. Than me, Brian, Yoshie, and Sie Loo went back home with Mr. Arthur. On the way back home and the other feel asleep and well I need to company the pilot so he can drive us safely. Along the way we just chit chat about hotels business and especially about me. At that time I just don’t know what to do, to think, and to say. All I do just defence myself and laugh. I’m just thinking,’’ Am I that bad?’’ Well Mr. Arthur just maybe what he say but geeze it was so bad and just shoot my hard with a machine gun at one time. He said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that couldn’t work in 5 stars hotel, I never tuck in my shirt; never walk straight, this and that. He also says that I’m a lazy ass. Oh my gosh it’s just like a big hit for me. he also use some kind of stupid example. Like if there’s 2 kind of packages one in a beautiful packaging with a colourful wrap and the other one it’s just a ox with a black wrapping paper. Which one people will chose and buy even the black one is better. Well it’s pretty logical and you can’t judge people from in front but still he say that thing is important for a first impression at work. Well I take those as a compliment and I love my teacher coz he told me the truth and reminds me about that even if that hurt me like hell eheheheheheheheh…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111933102801521796?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111933102801521796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111933102801521796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111933102801521796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111933102801521796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-that-bad.html' title='Am I ThaT BaD !!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111871998638525025</id><published>2005-06-14T10:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:33:06.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my Life HeRE!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just don’t know what to say. I don’t have place to run and no place to hide. I just need to survive I these shits that’s now happening in to my life. I really piss and don’t know what to do. My dorm just like a crap, teachers just like shits and always bitching around about everything well not all of them sometimes something wrong they just blame me from those shits even if that’s not my fault, they just to perfectionist. I love my teachers but sometimes I just want them to go straight to hell. My friends I have plenty of friends but they not really real for me. Some of my friends are real but only a few of them you can count them by fingers, But the shitty on just countless. Well not only that they all look nice to me but they also talk shit behind my fuckin back. Some of them just give me the dirty look, talk to me like I’m a cheap slut, treat me like shit. I just couldn’t believe it. I just wanna screw them kill them. I hate my life here. Most of my days just feel like hell. But I can deal with it. I hope I can survive and can keep me sane. These worlds just drive me insane please somebody help me…….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111871998638525025?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111871998638525025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111871998638525025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871998638525025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871998638525025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-my-life-here.html' title='I hate my Life HeRE!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111871988245310725</id><published>2005-06-14T10:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:31:22.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>standardized!!!</title><content type='html'>Standardized, well not only hotel have their own standard. We I also have a standard well not only me everybody does. Not the standard procedures, services, or those working crab standards. I or any other people have their own standard for the figure of perfect boyfriends or girlfriends even their husbands or wife’s. But some people have a really high standard about that. Sometimes they just don’t look down to their selves is that guy or that gal is really match for them or they just too good to e true. Let’s say like this what happen if me dated a miss universe 2005 people will just won’t believe it or just won’t agree with it. Same here, like my friends told me some people have high standard lets say their boyfriends need to be cute, hot, or come from a wealthy family or those family who have name in public, same races, same personality, this and that. Well it won’t work that well. I wish I’m Paris Hilton boyfriend or fiancé. But hey won’t happen I’m not rich, not come from a famous family, not a star, I’m nothing compare to her. Lets say one of the people that I know have a really high standard. If a guy want that person he need to be looks like a stud or a hung, rich, smart, great job, blonde, blue eyes, from a rich family and all those crap. Well it’s just to good to be true those kind of guys can only find in a million in this world. Well even Prince William or Brad Pitt not in to that category. So people don’t be to naïve just think rationally and don’t look people from their money, appearance, family, job that’s all bullshit. Find someone good enough for you is enough. Am I right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111871988245310725?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111871988245310725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111871988245310725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871988245310725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871988245310725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/standardized_14.html' title='standardized!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111871988099889257</id><published>2005-06-14T10:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:31:21.003+07:00</updated><title type='text'>standardized!!!</title><content type='html'>Standardized, well not only hotel have their own standard. We I also have a standard well not only me everybody does. Not the standard procedures, services, or those working crab standards. I or any other people have their own standard for the figure of perfect boyfriends or girlfriends even their husbands or wife’s. But some people have a really high standard about that. Sometimes they just don’t look down to their selves is that guy or that gal is really match for them or they just too good to e true. Let’s say like this what happen if me dated a miss universe 2005 people will just won’t believe it or just won’t agree with it. Same here, like my friends told me some people have high standard lets say their boyfriends need to be cute, hot, or come from a wealthy family or those family who have name in public, same races, same personality, this and that. Well it won’t work that well. I wish I’m Paris Hilton boyfriend or fiancé. But hey won’t happen I’m not rich, not come from a famous family, not a star, I’m nothing compare to her. Lets say one of the people that I know have a really high standard. If a guy want that person he need to be looks like a stud or a hung, rich, smart, great job, blonde, blue eyes, from a rich family and all those crap. Well it’s just to good to be true those kind of guys can only find in a million in this world. Well even Prince William or Brad Pitt not in to that category. So people don’t be to naïve just think rationally and don’t look people from their money, appearance, family, job that’s all bullshit. Find someone good enough for you is enough. Am I right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111871988099889257?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111871988099889257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111871988099889257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871988099889257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111871988099889257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/standardized.html' title='standardized!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111831087467157411</id><published>2005-06-09T16:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:56:07.426+07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is blind!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Some people say that love is blind and some people also love is a stereotype. Yes and no… some times people have their own judgment and standardized the guy or gal to be their boyfriend or girlfriend. Well and sometimes love its just blind and colour blind. It pretty funny though. Well lets say like this Kat have the ideal boyfriend that she want well she want a blonde or brown hair, sharp nose, hot, 6 packs abs, nice, car, cash, blue eyes, and last romantic. Well maybe it’s like 1 in a million with that time of guy. I think it is. Well at least that is her dream boyfriend or her standard. But some how some people have a boyfriend or girlfriend who is far from their ideal boyfriend or girlfriend. Well I called that love blind or colour blind. Let’s say Jane like those hunks and want her boyfriend looks like Jon Johnson or someone looks like him. But the fact she falls to a guy who is totally far away from Jon. Her new boyfriend is big, don’t have blue eyes or brown hair, but he’s a sweetheart and romantic. Well I think love is blind and sometimes not perfect and accident also. You can meet your future boyfriend everywhere. At the mall, market, pasar malam, bus, football games, party, club, gym, or even the place that is not a really nice&lt;/span&gt; and romantic place you want to meet someone… so what o you think about that… do you are with me or not…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111831087467157411?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111831087467157411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111831087467157411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831087467157411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831087467157411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-is-blind.html' title='love is blind!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111831044110969505</id><published>2005-06-09T16:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:47:21.113+07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it hard to trust people!!!</title><content type='html'>I really hard to trust people even my parents or my friends. I have trauma with that because it’s just make my life like hell. Why I think that.. I prefer talk to strangers and trust my laptop to write and to chat about my problems. Here I don’t have people that I trust to keep secrets or shares. My best friends not here with me, they are far away from me though… why I said that… because I see most of my friends here they are fake. They look like best friends but they stab each other. I just feel sorry for them. I did. That’s why I’m scared of that… I’m scared my friends do those things to me. I just don’t want that happen to me. but is it possible though… yes it is. I don’t trust them that’s all… I prefer write it to my laptop and my blog.. I trust them better that those people who did stupid things that ruining friendship…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111831044110969505?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111831044110969505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111831044110969505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831044110969505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831044110969505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-it-hard-to-trust-people.html' title='is it hard to trust people!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111830174146224398</id><published>2005-06-09T14:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:22:21.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>drunk is Great!!!!</title><content type='html'>hey guys this is the picture of on holiday in bali... BUT Hey we really have fun right.. as you can tell from the pictures... and tell me what you see.. (*-*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/drunkinbali.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111830174146224398?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111830174146224398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111830174146224398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111830174146224398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111830174146224398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/drunk-is-great.html' title='drunk is Great!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111831072254163518</id><published>2005-06-09T00:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:55:21.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Cheap I'm just on special Price this week!!</title><content type='html'>I think everybody’s different in this world. And those differences that make this world go round and colourful. Why people can’t appreciate that. Sometimes people look and treat people who are different from them like a shit. Not only the gay or what ever.. Everything or something different and look outward they hate it. I just could understand what is your problem? I said this because it happened to me most of the time. Lets say when I’m in the club and I’m dancing with my friends even it’s a little bit dirty but still ok for me coz I didn’t take my shirt of and I still d normal things. But those people just stared at me and give me that stupid dirty look. Well I do nothing all I do is just dancing and dancing. Coz I go to cub to have fun not to argue with people or have a fight. So I just curious about that and about what people want also people expected from other people. Deal with it. Everybody’s different and I think everybody’s a freak some how…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111831072254163518?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111831072254163518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111831072254163518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831072254163518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111831072254163518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-not-cheap-im-just-on-special-price.html' title='I&apos;m Not Cheap I&apos;m just on special Price this week!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111743978607988431</id><published>2005-05-31T14:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:56:26.080+07:00</updated><title type='text'>GrouPpie!!</title><content type='html'>I went clubbing last Friday with 2 of my girlfriends. Just friends ok J. Well when I get there I see lots of different groups. There are the forever friends group, girls night out, lonely guys looking for girls, tourists, sluts and still a lot of them, From Asian to ghetto, from Americans to Australians. They are tons of them some of the party like crazy and flirt with opposite sex or even same sex. All those couple who do dirty dancing tat makes me sick of them. Well me and my friends just go dancing and checking out people. And my friends which is girls get a lot of boys that come to them, Malaysian to Arabian. They are so damn lucky. And for me.. is 0 I don’t know why.. Well maybe just not another lucky day for me. Mostly people go clubbing for 2 reasons have fun or find someone to get laid, and some of them to make money.  Well I wish that I can find someone maybe not this time… maybe there is someone waiting for me for the way I am. I just sick and tired being single and being imperfect. Sometimes I hate me. Please somebody do something….. hope I can find someone in the club next time.. if ‘m lucky …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111743978607988431?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111743978607988431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111743978607988431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743978607988431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743978607988431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/grouppie.html' title='GrouPpie!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111751515275173084</id><published>2005-05-31T11:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T11:52:32.753+07:00</updated><title type='text'>crush!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever crush with someone that is not think that you are exist. Well I have… not only one time but many times. Sometimes I just too scared to move on because scared of rejection and miss understanding. But sometimes I just don’t want people think that I’m cheap. Well anything have risk and consequences, But the only things that you can face it or not. Sometimes I also feel disappointed and also feel sorry about myself. When the person that I crush on belongs to someone else, they like somebody else, they left or move, and many other things that I could not resists. Why this should be happen with me?? I haven’t found somebody that I like and they also like me. Why… I really want to know about that… life oh life... What have you done to me… is it only my life or somebody’s life also mess up like me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111751515275173084?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111751515275173084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111751515275173084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111751515275173084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111751515275173084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/crush.html' title='crush!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111751497477247584</id><published>2005-05-31T11:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T11:49:34.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mature or not not!!!</title><content type='html'>I have lots of friends who are older than me they act like a kid. In some way I also have friends who are younger than me but they really mature. Sometimes I just confuse and really annoy with those guys who really childish and immature and also people who really old minded and don’t open minded. They just make my life feel like hell. No offence but those people is the one who have attitude problems not me.  Sometimes I just want them to die and go straight to hell… but hey I can’t still deal with it and I believe in karma from what they did to me. Some people bully me and sometimes make lame and disgusting jokes about me, gossips, rumours, anything they did to makes me fell bad but hey I tell you what it won’t work with me. I‘m too busy to handle my own business and my own life, so don’t worry I’m ok with it. And thanks for really care about me by doin that. That’s mean that you really know me and love me thanx a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111751497477247584?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111751497477247584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111751497477247584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111751497477247584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111751497477247584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/mature-or-not-not.html' title='mature or not not!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111744005506407538</id><published>2005-05-30T14:59:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:00:55.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'>head over heels...</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh! Today I work at the art centre for the French art festival that hosted by the French embassy. Before I do my beverage serving I become the reception in front and see all the guests. Well I can see lots of different kind of guests. Rich one, not rich but pretend to be rich, couple, happy and sad married, gay, lesbo, and single. Well I don’t know why most of the guys who come there are gay. But I don’t really care bout that. I met supermodels they come from Wales. They are so pretty and gorgeous I wish that they’re my girlfriends. Then I fall for one French guy, I think he’s a artist or something -and totally alone ;-). Well I just see the nice, quiet, but deathly figure for me. I don’t really care bout that though. Then I met this guy that I always serve champagne to. Well the way we met just a little bit strange. We met in the washroom while we doing our thing. But we not stand next to each other we are back to back. We chat and talk. I can hardly understand his English because he has a very sexy French accent. We talk and chit chat with him also we took picture in the washroom with my phone. Then we go out and chit chat and his name is Sebastian a typical French name. He’s tall, spike brown hair, brown eyes; use a little bit tight white shirt with few button open, jeans, brown shoes, side burn, and a pretty smile. Well we just talk sometimes I don’t understand he’s English. Then when I finish work I met him again out side with his friends. He’s 2 friends. One of them looks like Malaysian but he’s mix Malaysian French. He’s from my collage. Then the other one look better than Alex. He’s name is Karim well he’ French mix with Malaysian. Still have French accent come from Provence and good talking in English and bahasa. He has long spike hair,  little bit messy hair face, glasses with a small brown eyes, deathly smile with a gap teeth, a little bit short, tight white shirt, jeans, and cute. Well I like people with a gap between their bunny teeth just look so sexy ;-). Well that’s all that we met and that’s when it’s over I don’t know if I can meet them again or not. I wish I could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111744005506407538?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111744005506407538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111744005506407538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111744005506407538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111744005506407538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/head-over-heels.html' title='head over heels...'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111743999309227624</id><published>2005-05-30T14:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:59:53.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>be you!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just could not understand why people lie about their true self. Is it because of the society , friends, cultures, or any other 1000 reasons. People lie about their self because of some stupid reason. Maybe just want to look good in front of others or they just scared of their self also rejection. Well for the second reason I can understand. Why? Lets say if somebody’s gay and out of closet they have 3 problems waiting for them. 1st one they will be accepted the way they are, 2nd there will be people hate them in front of their face, and the last one people that hate them behind their back. But hey there always bad things besides good things right but some of them happy to be out of closet. And the most annoying one that people lie about their selves just to look good in front of other people. Lets say Adam is not rich but he pretend to be rich by use a jag, expensive clothes and many other stuffs. Or Susie pretends to be a senior or think that she knows everything to let people see that she’s better than anyone. And somehow they just not be the person that they are and some cases can make that person or people around them looks bad and sometimes bad luck happen to them. Maybe one day people find out their lies and they will be embarrassed till the go to hell. You can’t keep a secret for a long time there will be the time when people will find out about your secret or lies. So please be yourself and do something stupid that can makes you regret it for the rest of your life ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111743999309227624?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111743999309227624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111743999309227624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743999309227624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743999309227624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/be-you.html' title='be you!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111743965317320791</id><published>2005-05-30T14:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:54:13.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bossy PeoPle Sucks!!</title><content type='html'>I really hate when people play a ‘’boss’’ and bossy boss. Well if that person a real boss I don’t mind. But lets say people who is the same position with you and the worse is your junior. Oh my gosh I really hate it. Few nights ago I work at school as a waiter. And my collages and also my junior just make me piss. He think that I’m not professional because I don’t have fruit punch on my tray and I don’t walk around. Well I just need a little rest that all.. the most disturbing and really want to kill her that she told me to shut up and don’t talk with my friends. Hey ‘m talking with my friends for just planning for have fun that night. Oh My good. I really hate juniors that think they are more from us. Well if I’m wrong I will say that I’m wrong but the way they saying it to me it’s just terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111743965317320791?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111743965317320791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111743965317320791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743965317320791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743965317320791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/bossy-people-sucks.html' title='bossy PeoPle Sucks!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111743944700445027</id><published>2005-05-30T14:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:50:47.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love me...</title><content type='html'>I really hate when people bully me and call me by name… sometimes I just want t take a gun and shoot them on the head and the brain. I wish they die and go to hell. Well I’m not selfish I just hate that and it’s really hurtful to me. I know which one is only a joke and which one is not. Even if they’re only jokes but still if they do it every time they’re getting on my nerves. I hate them so much.. I know I’m not perfect and so do they.. but I never do that.. I just want to say fuck you… I know someday, somewhere, somehow people will bully them and makes them feel even worse than me… so I don’t really care.. I still love myself…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111743944700445027?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111743944700445027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111743944700445027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743944700445027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111743944700445027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-me.html' title='I love me...'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111690808490998140</id><published>2005-05-25T11:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:14:44.910+07:00</updated><title type='text'>l0ver boy!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think that somebody that is the same sex with you is cute. Well sometimes I think like that. Let’s say I think Brad Pitt is cute, Ashton Kutcher is attractive, and many more. When girls talks about other girls cute, hot, sexy.. It’s normal. Bt why when guys said that they think there’s something wrong with you?? Am I right??? Have you fell the same??? And have you ever lied to people about your true self. Well some people have secret in them… I even have a secret in me. Some part of my life is a secret. I want to talk about that but I just don’t talk to many people. Secret is fun and also dangerous for your life… well for me it is. I need someone t talk to but I don’t know who.. I really hard to trust people.. I swear I do. People think I’m a happy person.. well I am happy about myself. I just don’t want people see me in the bad mood or sad. Coz I don’t want to do that. So who I should talk to??? I can’t keep this any longer it killin me?? I sweAR…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111690808490998140?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111690808490998140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111690808490998140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690808490998140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690808490998140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/l0ver-boy.html' title='l0ver boy!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111690838169727953</id><published>2005-05-24T11:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:19:41.696+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love WhiTe!!!</title><content type='html'>Most of my friends told me that I’m insane in some way. I can do a lot of crazy stuffs to have fun.. let’s say last time I kiss a guy on the lips just to win a DVD player at my friends birthday, I smoke, I usually get drunk when I go to a club until I’m pass out and vomit, and many other things. Well the things that people don’t understand I always fall for the ‘’same’’ person. I always feel exited to meet them or even see them on the street or mall. I always fall for white or fare skin ( I really love it after they have tan J), sharp nose, brown, blue, green, hazel eyes, non black hair, tall, sexy lips, etc. well I know I’m crazy about them. I really love them and sometimes I’m jealous with them. Well that’s only me. But I really wish to have someone that match with that heheheh.. well I’m only wishing I hope the godmother can hear me J.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111690838169727953?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111690838169727953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111690838169727953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690838169727953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690838169727953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-white.html' title='Love WhiTe!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111690828372619650</id><published>2005-05-24T11:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:18:03.726+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Fake FriEndShip!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just want to kill my friends. And wish them to go straight to hell. I just feel so left out, And so lonely. But when I ask them what’s wrong. The only answer they say that’s I don’t walk straight, I talk to loud, I never behave, I’m this, I’m that. Well hello that’s me they need t understand me if we are really friends. They always think that they’re right and never look their self. I have no problem with them and I understand them as possible as I can. Sometimes I just ad at them but I just keep it to myself. What’s wrong with that? I just think that what ever they said that will bring me down. I love myself I know I need to change but somehow I will change the way I am. I’m not fake like all of my friends. I do everything I like. Like one people told me that I should do everything I want to keep me sane. Well I think his right, thank you so much Sexyboy1985. I feel better. I want real people who like me the way I am to be my friends and my mate ;). Honestly I’m kind of person that can’t be alone I need people in my life I will die for them but those people never willing to die for me so why I should waste my life for them. So please understand me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111690828372619650?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111690828372619650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111690828372619650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690828372619650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690828372619650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/fuck-fake-friendship.html' title='Fuck Fake FriEndShip!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111690820791334653</id><published>2005-05-23T11:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:16:47.913+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CrUeL intention!</title><content type='html'>I really hate when people bully me and call me by name… sometimes I just want t take a gun and shoot them on the head and the brain. I wish they die and go to hell. Well I’m not selfish I just hate that and it’s really hurtful to me. I know which one is only a joke and which one is not. Even if they’re only jokes but still if they do it every time they’re getting on my nerves. I hate them so much.. I know I’m not perfect and so do they.. but I never do that.. I just want to say fuck you… I know someday, somewhere, somehow people will bully them and makes them feel even worse than me… so I don’t really care.. I still love myself…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111690820791334653?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111690820791334653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111690820791334653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690820791334653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690820791334653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/cruel-intention.html' title='CrUeL intention!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111690796391248395</id><published>2005-05-22T11:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:12:43.916+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MisJudge!!!!</title><content type='html'>Did you ever realize that people most of the people in this freakin world always misjudged about other people. Some people always look people on their physical appearance, the things they wear, the car they drive, the cell phone and every single details. But hey for me in this society there’re only 2 kind of rich people. They are really rich or they just pretend to be rich. They also judge people from the way that people act. They said that feminine guys are gay and the macho guys are straight. They apply to girls too. But hey you can’t say that. Tons of gay people look straight and they have a really manly job. And well honestly some girls think that most of the cute guys they met are gay. Well I feel so lucky bout that ahahahhha…well I agree with that went I see a gay guy I just so jealous with them. They’re really hot and cute. Well I don’t want to talk about that. I love gay guys I love them so much… like what I wrote few blogs before. And I really hate those people who judge me from the way I dress, talk, and laugh, eat, everything they judge and criticize. Hello look at yourself. I don’ try to be rude but I said what it is. So don’t you ever dare to judge people only from the outside ok… I really hate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111690796391248395?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111690796391248395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111690796391248395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690796391248395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111690796391248395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/misjudge.html' title='MisJudge!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111655659955272207</id><published>2005-05-20T09:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:36:39.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'>about PK !!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever fallen in love with someone that you never talk to even once and that person has a bad name at school. Back to high school… I went to Roger Bacon High school in Cincinnati Ohio. I went there for my second semester for my senior year. It was quiet fun there… I really enjoy school. Prom and everything I couldn’t forget. But I’m not going to talk about school now. I met this person one day at the school hall way. That person looks really cute and nice. I could believe that I fall for that. I really want to know what that person name, what class, do I have same class with that person. And lately I found out that person name… just call that person PK. First bell my art class are next door with PK class. I always try to sneak out and see PK. I really admire PK and I really fall for PK. PK play sport and PK kinda sporty kind of people. PK never realise that I’m there. Until whole school know about that. The whole school know that I fall for PK. PK kind of person who is quite; calm, cool, and you know what I mean. PK never listens to those people. But PK knows me. We haven’t formally known each other we even don’t talk. I’m in my senior year and PK on junior year. I’m class 04 and PK class 05. I know PK might be hates me. But still I love PK… I don’t know what I do… I never talk to PK or write PK something. I’m too scared. Some of my friends told me that I’m a stalker but hey I don’t care. Until I graduate on the cold spring I never heard even PK voice or close distance between us. I feel so sad coz I’m going somewhere else far2 away from PK. Now I’m in Malaysia in collage. I still talk to my junior friends in those school who are the same class like PK. And he said that PK become worse now, PK is asshole, PK is jack ass, PK is bad, PK is that… but still I love PK… I send PK Christmas card and a letter that said about what I feel but I haven’t heard anything from PK till now. I love PK so much no matter what… I really love PK…People if you know PK or come from Bacon told PK that I love u. and PK going t graduate this month.. Yeah PK going to take biology in UC that’s what I heard. PK no matter where are you I still gonna wait for you and still love you. Somebody help me here??? Do I really fall for PK????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111655659955272207?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111655659955272207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111655659955272207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111655659955272207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111655659955272207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/about-pk.html' title='about PK !!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111655639922093172</id><published>2005-05-20T09:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:33:19.223+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck School!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think that sometimes school just like a hell. Well all those fuckin demon and evil everywhere. Well I don’t try to be rude or something. Some people nice at school but its only a few of them you can still count it by fingers. But the bad I mean worse people are countless, From teachers, friends, even strangers. My bloody economic teacher who always pickin me when the class so noisy. And always think that I’m the trouble makers.. well actually I am trouble makers hehehehehe…,  my math teacher who always serious and teach the class like a freakin Kindergarten, My kitchen tech class teacher who always pretend that he a good teacher by shouting and always bitching around about everything. The school rules that always make me want to burn down the school. I can’t have long hair, ties, and those craps. The dormitory that ever took care about our shit even we already pay those high rent. Those people who looking at me some kind of a clown, a bitch, this and that, The way that looking at me jus makes me sick of them. Who do they think they are. I like my self and I love what I wear and I love my attitude so deal with it. I really PO at that time you know. They were looking at me like some kind of freaks. They are the freaks.  I hate my new collage. I want go back to US and go to my high school, even they have some jack ass I love the school because they like me the way I am, it’s more fun, more exiting, and many other reasons… so what do you think… am I wrong??? Am I the freak or they are???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111655639922093172?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111655639922093172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111655639922093172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111655639922093172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111655639922093172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/fuck-school.html' title='Fuck School!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111647539537554770</id><published>2005-05-19T11:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:03:15.380+07:00</updated><title type='text'>CheattEr!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever try to do anything to get what you want. Like to have a good grade you slept with your teacher, to be a star you slept with the producers, to have a lot of your friends you back s Have you ever try to do anything to get what you want. Like to have a good grade you slept with your teacher, to be a star you slept with the producers, to have a lot of your friends you back stab your best friends, and many other reason. There is 1000 reason to do that. Well I think every people in this community have done that. Sometimes I’m thinking to do something with my teacher to get a good grade or at least to pass his or her class… but I wouldn’t dare to do that because I still look to myself what gonna happen if I do those stupid stuffs. And mostly about my family name… but I don’t know yet… because sometimes you being press to do things that you don’t wanna do its not good to do it. Maybe this community press you to do it or you don’t have any choice for your own good. But for me if I really need to do something out of line as long as still normal or even out of line I don’t really care coz sometimes you need to do it… well people will think that you’re crazy or you’re out of your fuckin mind. But hey they don’t know the reason you do that right. Sometimes going in the back way is faster and real. Well maybe it’s not far coz it was consider cheating but hey you decide what you want to do and what you want to get but you also need to think about the consequences. Like people think that you’re hoe, gigolo, cheater, backstabber, and many other name that will people give you. Some people call me by name that I don’t like but I don’t give a shit coz I know I’m not like that. So what do you think about what I said?? Do you think I’m insane or crazy.. Well maybe I’m “crazy” but I’m still “normal” for sure, Right??&lt;br /&gt;tab your best friends, and many other reason. There is 1000 reason to do that. Well I think every people in this community have done that. Sometimes I’m thinking to do something with my teacher to get a good grade or at least to pass his or her class… but I wouldn’t dare to do that because I still look to myself what gonna happen if I do those stupid stuffs. And mostly about my family name… but I don’t know yet… because sometimes you being press to do things that you don’t wanna do its not good to do it. Maybe this community press you to do it or you don’t have any choice for your own good. But for me if I really need to do something out of line as long as still normal or even out of line I don’t really care coz sometimes you need to do it… well people will think that you’re crazy or you’re out of your fuckin mind. But hey they don’t know the reason you do that right. Sometimes going in the back way is faster and real. Well maybe it’s not far coz it was consider cheating but hey you decide what you want to do and what you want to get but you also need to think about the consequences. Like people think that you’re hoe, gigolo, cheater, backstabber, and many other name that will people give you. Some people call me by name that I don’t like but I don’t give a shit coz I know I’m not like that. So what do you think about what I said?? Do you think I’m insane or crazy.. Well maybe I’m “crazy” but I’m still “normal” for sure, Right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111647539537554770?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111647539537554770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111647539537554770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111647539537554770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111647539537554770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/cheatter.html' title='CheattEr!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111629993456541457</id><published>2005-05-16T10:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T10:18:54.566+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OnE SiDe LoVe</title><content type='html'>Have you ever fall in love with someone that people say that they are too good for you… well I feel that way, not only this time, I feel that situation many times. Well if you already seen the movie ‘’ The Little Mermaid’’ I just feel like Ariel that fall in love with Prince Eric at the first side but she can’t reach her love for him. But the different between my story and that story that Ariel has a happy ending but I haven’t find mine. People believe that someone already plan to be with you or said like a soul mate. But I just haven’t fine one. I’m just so sad about that and always have question in my head. Like is it me or is it them? I always talk about perfect ness. Well yeah why I can’t date someone like Paris Hilton or at least a model. Why?? I like the way I am… I can’t fake what I feel and what I am.. People told me to change. I want to change but it’s just hard and I don’t wanna lie to myself and to other people. I’m scared they don’t like me when they see the ‘’real’’ me. What should I do?? Sometimes when I see couple I just want to shoot them n the head. I feel jealous sometimes and why it’s not me?? Is there really someone out there for me??? Answer me… Pete, Steve, Je, Jun, Wen….anybody answer me… I want people like me the way I am… well I always dream have someone with blue or green eyes, blonde or brown hair. But I if I’m lucky I can find someone like that… I wish I have someone like that… anyone out there please answer me… am I wrong or what… anybody…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111629993456541457?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111629993456541457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111629993456541457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111629993456541457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111629993456541457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-side-love.html' title='OnE SiDe LoVe'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111629988004875472</id><published>2005-05-15T10:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T10:18:00.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MinD YouR OwN BusineSs!!!!</title><content type='html'>I don’t really know about what people want in this world. They are too busy take care of other people business while they even can’t take care of their own. Well that happens to me a lot. I’m not perfect person I can’t walk straight, fat, short, a little bit dumb and slow, any many other shit. Well I don’t mind I’m like that but some people mind about that. They said that I’m fat, I’m slow, I’m this, and I’m that. I just think that I’m fine with it but why you really bother about that. Stop bitching around about other people shit. They’re fat, gay, straight, skinny, stupid, slow, ass whole, bitch, hoe, ad what ever. I don’t give a shit to other people unless they give me shits first then I will give a shit to them. Why they do that? Is it because they feel insecure about them self. And want to looks good in front of other people while one people look bad in front of other people. Please don’t do that. I’m sick and tired of people who do that to me and ask me to change. I want to change but when I’m changing look at yourself are you better than me or what. Don’t be ridiculous and selfish ok people. Think about it and mind your own business……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111629988004875472?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111629988004875472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111629988004875472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111629988004875472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111629988004875472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/mind-your-own-business.html' title='MinD YouR OwN BusineSs!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111596654916899565</id><published>2005-05-13T13:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:42:29.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>no TittLe@!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes I just wanna die faster. But I’m too scared to die. I want still to see the world. And honestly I want a happy life. But I want to say fuck to all those people who hate me or don’t like me. Fuck them all. Fuck all those people who talks shit about me. Fuck them all. Thanks to all those fuckers that talk about me, thanx for always talking about me, thanx for care about me, thanx for giving your fuckin time to talk shit about me. Coz that’s what life about, you talked shit about other people or other people talk shit about you. as simple as that. Or something else they talk shit about you behind your back or they talk shit about you in front of your fuckin stupid face. Don’t be so naïve people. I know people like to talks shit about me. But hey I don’t really care about those crab. They like talk about as much as they want I don’t give a shit. But some people do. They don’t tell you that they hate you in front of your face. But you can tell from the way their eyes and body languages. Fuck you, and fuck your self. Mind your own shit. Your life already a crab and a mess why you should care about other people shit, like I told you nobodies perfect. Even Paris Hilton is not perfect. She’s pretty but she’s an idiot with a nice body and also a hoe. Sorry to say that but I still love her. Fuck all those drama queen, queer, or what ever you want to call them. Life its already a drama don’t make it look worse and don’t bitching around about everything. Before you said something about other people look at yourself first. Are you better than them or not, well honestly some how you better than me but some how I’m better than you asshole. To all those fuckers and hoes who like to talk shit and who hates me go screw yourself. Coz this is the way I am just take it or leave it. I hate to be fake to my friends and even to a fuckin stranger. So I just be real and be true to myself. Just beat it ok. And once again fuck you to all those fuckers and hoes that don’t like themselves and talk crabs and shit about other people. You hate them tell them on the face. I also hate back stabbers that stab their own friends for their own good, Fuck you….. I don’t try to be rude but this what I feel and what I want to say. I tell you all the truth ok… so you like it or not that’s the way I am. Love you……….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111596654916899565?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111596654916899565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111596654916899565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111596654916899565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111596654916899565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-tittle.html' title='no TittLe@!!!!!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111578508908809201</id><published>2005-05-11T11:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T11:18:09.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it wrong to be Different!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What do you think about people who is different than you. Just said a simple think like gay people in this case I have a really big confession about those people. I have lot of straight, gay, lesbian friends coz I love to have friends with them even some of my straight friends told me to not hang out with my gay friends well fuck them I enjoy and have fun with them coz They accept who they are and no secret at all.. And they just being themselves and theyre so much fun. In this society those gay people are not accepted well specially in Asia and Muslim Countries even in America some people dont accepted yet. But hey mind your own business.. If they gay so what.. They have right like we do.. They should be married and adopt kids hello they are human being also and most of them are successful people and important people. Lets say Versace, George Michael, and many more well honestly I would prefer a real best friends who always be there for you no matter what and always support you even if theyre gay rather than a best friends that always be with you in a good time only, backstab you even if they straight. Listen people nobodies want to be gay they born like that or some cases they meant to be gay so deal with it gay is only a sexuality thats all.. As long as they not make you feel bad thats all fine so now I have plenty of gay friends and I still want more gay friends than I want to coz those people who I already met are so real easy going and a nice friends so I LOVE GAY and I SUPPORT GAY RIGHT heheh.. They deserve to get what we get also ok.. hehehehheh Gay people are fun and caring a lot hehe.. This is for all of you guys. I look forward to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111578508908809201?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111578508908809201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111578508908809201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111578508908809201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111578508908809201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-it-wrong-to-be-different.html' title='Is it wrong to be Different!!!'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111578532524652051</id><published>2005-05-10T11:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T11:22:05.253+07:00</updated><title type='text'>nobodies perfect..</title><content type='html'>Have you ever think about being somebody else… and rejected who you are. Well I guess sometimes I do. When I see people more perfect than me I want to be them but when I see people less perfect then me… I don’t want to be them. I know it’s a natural a psychological… but I don’t give a shit of that. Why I wasn’t born as Paris Hilton, Brad Pitt, or even Beckham. Well I honestly tell you… I really far from perfect… nobodies perfect my ass. Well I know nobodies perfect but I think the different is the portion of the perfect ness. There are people close to perfect and some of them really far from that. Honestly I think I’m perfect for myself… but the only things that bother me that people too picky and too good to be true. They really don’t like people more perfect then them. Well I guess that what most people are. I’m happy to be myself but people always have something bad to say about me. I don’t have  body like a Baywatch guy, I’m not smart like Einstein, I’m not rich like Donald Trumps, I don’t have a sexy bud like Brat Pitt, I don’t have a cute face like Chad but I still love me. And I love to be me… but people always criticize me and always makes me feel bad. Why they do that to me….. I know I’m not perfect but this is who I am.. I’m not fake like other people does.. I do sometimes jealous with other people … but I can deal with it… I’m jealous even with my friends. Why he have a pretty and nice girlfriend?? Why she’s so rich?? Why they that? Why they this?? A lot… but hey… I need to deal with it.. And so do they??? Deal with what you have it’s the best things ever… you don’t need to worry about what they say to you.. people who say something about you god or bad that’s mean they jealous with you, they think about you, and they don’t think you’re invisible ok.. so people out there,,… mind your own problem ok…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111578532524652051?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111578532524652051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111578532524652051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111578532524652051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111578532524652051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/nobodies-perfect.html' title='nobodies perfect..'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12763008.post-111564886395638484</id><published>2005-05-09T21:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:27:43.960+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi...</title><content type='html'>hi my name is kevin... I'mnew and I love you guys hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12763008-111564886395638484?l=c0pycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111564886395638484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12763008&amp;postID=111564886395638484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111564886395638484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12763008/posts/default/111564886395638484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://c0pycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/hi.html' title='hi...'/><author><name>hAtE CoPyCaT!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01531449885632191507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b86/c0pycat/22430681942317l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
