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  <title>Janban</title>
  <subtitle>shits all over you</subtitle>
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    <name>janbanjuice</name>
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  <updated>2008-03-24T08:10:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:7266</id>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2008-03-24T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T05:55:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T08:10:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everybody should read julie highmore with milo by their side. reminds me of the lit shit that ms widya taught us way back in the millennium till 04.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing picture charades. i drew two not-so-big circles on the board.i wanted to draw prata for gd's sake.she taught they were boobs.HER boobs in fact,till the point i got fucked and tears welled up, for i genuinely did not know what made her so angry in the first place. were my pratas too round?flat?of cos its flat. the word was "indian".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i adore her. Intrigued by every word she said. she was just so...... clever.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:6961</id>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2008-02-19T14:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T07:50:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T07:50:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">happy birthday dad.i bought u a birthday card, dad.it costs me $4.70.i could buy myself a plate of noodles, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but damn. i wasn't hungry. ha ha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7 in the morn.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:6710</id>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2008-02-18T11:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-18T04:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-18T04:44:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel so fucking lonely.&lt;br /&gt;lonely as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;lonely like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;fuck loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;sweet lonely fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was seven seconds ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a fantasy fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:6420</id>
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    <title>yah watever</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T06:04:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T06:04:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its been a while.but who the heck gives a damn bout my lj anyway.i'd loved to do the social resurrection thingy but i'm too caught up with.. nothing.i ponder on. wtf is holding me back.i saw em' pictures of happy teens wielded with their own concoction of  power juice, say pints and sum booze with such amicability amongst them good souls.blearggh. i despise vanity. summa friends doing drugs now.with no tangible grounds of suspicion, i must say, they're dumb.boasting to kids, eager to learn. fools. yeah, so wat if the consumption sentence is lighter.instead of jail,they go to rehab..just for taking weed,mind u.a friend just came out r.t.c.told me things.u gotta be in a gang to not be ostracize. there. respect and status reigns.so i say, yah watever.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:6283</id>
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    <title>marthur</title>
    <published>2007-07-06T09:48:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-06T09:48:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">somehow..i know not when..i felt happy.no.not that kind of happy shit.a different burst of emotion..this one.it oozes thru your heart like some kind of creepy crawly scaling its slimy skin,clinging itself round your already too weak a heart.ready to shoot some lethal poison called, CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd..i wish mom won't worry so much.she'll text me stuff like "daughter,remember god .. hold on to your faith.don't mix around with bad ppl.." and all that.and when i finally answered the phone after a few missed calls..she practically screamed.of cos..likewise..i'd screamed back.i won't know the difference anyway.and then..ooh yeah!stupid me.i could just bloody hang up and conclude her unreasonable probings.aaaaah yes.ask me whether i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then..it hit me.she just loves me as every mother should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilt overwhelms my pathetic being.and so..i texted her back  "sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewwww...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:6108</id>
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    <title>OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T10:35:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T10:35:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I CANNOT CONTAIN MY ECSTASY.&lt;br /&gt;MONSTER MEK IS THE BEST EVER BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;OH MAH FUCKING GORD.&lt;br /&gt;WAH ASS ELLE!&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:5667</id>
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    <title>cus-tard</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T11:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T11:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey,u're finally 18.and u cud do watever u fucking want legally.age is the hot topic right now.so i'm gonna follow the herd.&lt;br /&gt;then..u turned 19. u're gonna dread the big bold number 2 the following year.&lt;br /&gt;and u are a student &lt;br /&gt;who still depends on papa's monthly wages for your 'bright-future' education.&lt;br /&gt;with no worries etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;and u say&lt;br /&gt;"mama, gimme some money ..cus i have to buy some important school stuff"&lt;br /&gt;and then u spend em on 'leisurely activities'.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is that &lt;br /&gt;u are bloody lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;savour your education till it lasts kids.&lt;br /&gt;u'll never know when it'll hit u.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:5420</id>
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    <title>im a shit.</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T04:41:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T04:41:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm sorry dee! im sorry nani!&lt;br /&gt;GAWD IM SUCH A PEMBUIR-ER&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it up to u guys soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;when i get my pay&lt;br /&gt;i blanja u both makan and movies k or ice-skating or karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;i promise!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:5293</id>
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    <title>dee ni lu nya ideo hor.</title>
    <published>2007-06-17T09:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-17T09:47:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I dont drink.                 beer.&lt;br /&gt;2. i seldom wear colours because im not perky enuf.&lt;br /&gt;3. when i squash my armpits together..it'll look like a clean shaven blown up pepek.&lt;br /&gt;4. i prefer spending money on service,ambience and lavish thrills.&lt;br /&gt;5. most fave thing in my bedroom is my pair of soft and comfy baby blue bedroom slippers.&lt;br /&gt;6. the optician who sold me discounted contacts and free lens solutions is my saviour.&lt;br /&gt;7. i love syamil because he is a romantic,strong ..and b|g. 8)&lt;br /&gt;8. i am sworn to ZA makeup.&lt;br /&gt;9. i think my breast is too small for my body size.&lt;br /&gt;10. i wish to learn how to pray.                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tag: lisa , eton , siti nurhaliza , raju , toni tay , brad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:4941</id>
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    <title>pap pap pap</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T12:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T12:02:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">listen girls/ladies/women/trannys/nonya/aunty/makcik of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u decide to hail a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;once u step in.&lt;br /&gt;look out for the plate number and try to memorise it.&lt;br /&gt;because you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;if the apek/pakcik/guy/man/ladyman&lt;br /&gt;wants to complain about Singapore garmen.or&lt;br /&gt;suddenly unzipped his pants to rub his unmentionable.or&lt;br /&gt;peek-a-boobs you thru the rear mirror.or &lt;br /&gt;boasting about his sexual activities with his ITE girlfriends.or&lt;br /&gt;his taxi smells like urine cuz he can't tahan his bladder towards his destination.or&lt;br /&gt;bribe u by wavering the fare if u give him your contact number.or&lt;br /&gt;show him your ...something.or&lt;br /&gt;maybe something drastic like if u left your handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER FRIENDS. HEED CAUTION!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:4855</id>
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    <title>bore to the core</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T11:57:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T11:57:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'd rather annoy u with this face.muahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/15062007735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made this muaself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/15062007737.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:4489</id>
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    <title>ouch</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T10:08:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T10:11:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went to Strip and got my upper lip hair waxed for just 6 bux.&lt;br /&gt;planning to go for a brazilian next.&lt;br /&gt;i heard its a life-changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;and a better sex life ,i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;hrm. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:4251</id>
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    <title>sweet</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T05:06:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T05:21:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My top 10 school memories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pri 2..nearly kena molested by a man,maybe in his mid-twenties, in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. First ever steady boyfriend was in k2.we bumped heads when trying to kiss and i had a big benjol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ncc. prove people who thought i was useless,wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Walked around the school barefoot cuz i was always late and the DM took my shoes so that i won't cabot detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pri 4. kena bullied by prefect.stole my pretty specs for her own use.kene beat by mom coz i lost 5 specs in all.finally i resort myself to big ugly grandmother specs and she never bullied me again cuz i look fugly and i dont give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 3 mths before o'levels.i see no point in wasting my precious time in school with unreliable teachers.so i cabot school 2 to 3 times in a week to study , at voidecks near the school, in my school attire...and went to poly without their stupid help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. letter from temasek poly telling me that my enrolment is successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. letter from temasek poly telling me that my application for leaving the school is successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. met dee v lock,nani phantom and yan. the coolest chicks eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. my favourite place in poly was the library cuz i get to watch dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was back in school. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/15062007729.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:4002</id>
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    <title>YEAH.</title>
    <published>2007-06-14T06:10:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T06:10:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">barbie dooooll is NAAAAAAAAKED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/14062007708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/14062007693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kapo the toilet roll.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:3714</id>
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    <title>work -en</title>
    <published>2007-06-14T04:59:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T05:12:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes im really bored.spot my cute mole if u can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/14062007707-1.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:3504</id>
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    <title>haiem,,,,,,,</title>
    <published>2007-06-14T04:14:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T04:14:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/12062007677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonononononononnononononononononnononnonnonoooon.nooonya.im happppiiiiiiiiiiii</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:janbanjuice:3119</id>
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    <title>misdeeds</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T12:18:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T04:57:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i cud've sworn this com in the office was of greater use.shit i cud even put it on wireless mode.there's nothing better to do basically.right now, im holding on to my pee.i get so excited.too much in fact..i wet my pants once cuz i cant stop laughing.lucky i had on a sweater..wrap em around my waist and tralalalala..someone asked why'd i do that.i said twas fashion baby.the in thing right now.yeah, as IF.that was like what? five, ten years..mths ago? shit..i think im fucking fat right now.i wana be ano , like the girls i saw at zouk.fucking bastards.u and ur thin frail arms.i'll saw them off u pantat.</content>
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    <title>shucks</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T10:20:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-14T04:09:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">eyah, that's the first shitty word in my mind.my life's awfully good but damn i miss socialising with whoever.right now, my days are spent fanny farting.working at carhartt been a breeze.gets boring sometimes.celebrated my one yr anniv  cum  his birthday at siloso beach resort.twas fab uh las. agnes b watch, that cost me half a thou.sud've seen his face..cud fuck him right then and there.he'd better gimee sumting gucci.the hotel was right behind cafe del mar.made reservas for dinner and the food sucks.luckily twas 10% discount for master.we played the luge twice and the skyride was fucken scaaaary but faaaaaaarn!u sud try em.the best part was our own private jacuzzi.i'd do it in it but that fucking female burden again.learnt to wear tampons nonetheless.y am i fucking open and suddenly out of the blue..im lj-ing.cuz i can looooooooooooooor.,,i loner mah.aniwaes...i'll be updating more often now.&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f305/janbanjuz/30052007541.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>aha exactly.</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T08:15:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T08:15:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is high.&lt;br /&gt;Sure you believe in love, but you know it doesn't come easily.&lt;br /&gt;You scoff at "love at first site" and "soumates."&lt;br /&gt;You rather take the real thing, as unglamorous as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you need both "me time" and "we time."&lt;br /&gt;You usually find it easy to be part of a couple.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally you start to feel a little smothered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-04-03T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T05:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T05:36:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its been ages.my life is a bore.work.friday lepakings.meeting new ppl.dates.my hp  spoil.argh.meeting aji today.i miss hairul but he's a fuckup.he gave me a msg out of the blue asking me how i am.urgh.i'd rather be alone.truth or day was great.sl-ling with tash was passionate enuf to make me go ohh lala.dee's lips is heaven.no.im not a lesbo.my dares are all lame.im a bore.hahha.bye :)</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-03-22T16:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T08:35:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T08:35:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">monday to thursday.work work work work work.6-10.friday saturday.fren-fren day.finally no boyfren-day.sunday work.GSC was okaaaaaaaaaaaaay.the crowd became mrepek suddenly,then the rest of the girls were pulled behind..leaving me and faz at the front..i was blocked and having too much fun to notice.these group of yusoffians juniors were practically surrounding my space..eh deni.eh detu.then a guy who i only knew as a fren of a fren..was practically sheilding me from the chaos with his hands..shoving the  other guys and one fucking apek so as to not touch me..was grateful to him so i let him skank with me...skali die nyanyikan lagu paling memorable la.hais.emo for one sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a is a fren of b&lt;br /&gt;a already likes c&lt;br /&gt;b likes c&lt;br /&gt;c blur&lt;br /&gt;a and b talk&lt;br /&gt;b gave way to a&lt;br /&gt;c blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting hairul tonite.get back my things which he fucking dont deserve.im emotionaless.i dont noe wat to feel. i dont noe wat to say. i dont even give a fuck.end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im broke.the fucked up nyp system still pending.kaninaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-03-19T02:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-18T20:19:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-18T20:19:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">alamak.today i suddenly felt socially involved.for the first time, every few steps i took..bang!one fren.hi!bang.another.eh hello.and another.ah k bye.and another.alamak kk i mit u.bang.eh sori gtg.i was practically running around all over esplanade, from one place to another just to lepak for a few mins with each of them.and not to mention guilty.:S aha..usually dee and farid get all the fame.eh aku nye turn largh.made new frens out of nowhere.dee and jan sitting by the waterfront.minding our own business.bored to the core.suddenly this grp of erk how do i call them.."scene kids" slumber jer dok sblah kite.den bla bla bla bla..told a few jokes,played black magic, murderer..and etc.bang.member baru.singa came soon after.i soooo pitied him.he got hit by a car but luckily there were no serious injury except for his painful back.:( dee went off and we were alone..skali emo siolz.after soooo long.. he told me..he was actuali waiting for me.he wants me.oh fuck.i felt my heart crushed....:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everythings cool.no worries.then met up wit the rest.skali nga booze.. den left em and met up wit AP(myspace) for the first time.oh my freaking god..he is so fucking hot.i had to rub my eyes to truly believe wat i see before me.tall,buffed,long cute short hair, transparent cop specs,tiny red shirt wit one small roots badge sticking out.argh.cuz dlm gambar myspace die totally tak cam real-life die which is waaaay thousand times better.alersmak.chatted all the way till i took the 2 am nightrider and he went to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hairul went out with his "girl-friend" today.never even bother to msg or call me.oh yah HE'S TOO FUCKING BUSY(sarcasm).bluek.after all the sorries.wek!urgh but i still love him.adoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.the reason i started blogging in lj instead of blogspot cuz this is kinda private and i feel more secured here.. :)</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-03-18T01:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T17:42:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T17:42:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wahais.yest went to zouk with all the kids.yah im being a pathethiclamojackass for joining them but i dont give a damn la coz i aint gona wait till oct 10! adoi.forgotten to bring my ic and dee was my saviour sials.i love dee to the core.haha.age limit 16.it was so fucking fun and worth my 18 bux.danced all the way till end.with a couple of cigg breaks in between.nad got a motorola handphone after winning a catwalk competition.she is freaking pretty and her tube top kept slipping away from her c+ cup chest.argh.even i was turned on when i look at her.i got to dance on the podium, looking down at the 2000 plus ppl whilst shaking my ass to the awesome music.the dj knew what we wana hear and unlike other clubs i've been to,it was never hot even as we sweat.the full-blast  machine-made mist gushed out now and then, cooling everyone on the dance floor.urgh damn.the best clubbing experience yet.wat eve la eh.skankamania this sunday!wooohoooooo *hands on the air* uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.about hairul.i wana forget him.but i fucking can't.i cannot fucking stop thinking about him.fuck fuck fuck.even wen im dancing with a fuck hot guy,i tot of him.oh shit.i love him.still.</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-03-15T16:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T08:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T08:49:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">eh depressing siaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal.dah la.LUPEKAN.yey.werking today at 6.nuthing to do now.tot wana teman dee go plaza sing.then give her prezzie.skali cancel.i reli dont understand u la hairul.i msg sweet things also never bother to reply.said sorry oso naver bother to reply itz ok or wat.just keep quiet.ok lah.i canot take this anymore.i've already let it all out yest nite.still the fuck same thing happen.2 secs worth.i tot u cud exceed my expectations.but u said."dont expect too much".oh ok then.its over.</content>
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    <title>janbanjuice @ 2006-03-14T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T15:56:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T15:56:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">to the someone.u came into my life as a nobody.i didnt think highly of u.i didnt know u.i didnt even notice u.u were just a fren of another fren.u liked me.my first reaction was "huh??".time flew and i got to noe u more.then one day.i loved you.i tot u were the one.i tot we had a future.i tot u were extraordinary.i was afraid to lose you.i envied you.i didnt want a relationship at first.i was afraid.but then love is blind.i was blinded by your charm.i respected u.and i dared to even cross your line and tested ur patience.i was amazed.and suddenly i want u.i want u like no other.i was crazy over you.addicted.and so we became one.i asked u once.i was just being playful."so had ur love for me increased?coz i know mine did!". but. alas, you said no.i died.but i moved on as i buried the past.then one day, i stepped back.i wanted no strings attached.i love you still.and u were cool about it.i was amazed.u told me u were only dissapointed.u tot it cud have lasted longer.and that made me want u even more.u were irresistable.in my eyes.u were the best.i believed.and i asked to be yours yet again.but..all this while i never tot u cud be so cruel.it hurts so badly.i cannot breath.forgive me.</content>
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