<?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-5134585246673323882</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:23:03.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>x Never Ending Story x</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5134585246673323882/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MieraJellina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106096239862505824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqmNUd2-9QQ/TZQYlvqXGeI/AAAAAAAACAk/P7iWXrLvn48/s220/IMG_4480.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134585246673323882.post-3342258373998706088</id><published>2011-11-15T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:41:33.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Your Life ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Hello bitch. You're just one stuck up bitch aren't you? Who uses novel-like words. Hahahahahahahhaha. Keep going. Keep writing everything using quotes you found ;) I don't need quotes to talk to someone stupid like you. Nak tegur english aku, tgk english kau dulu. Lawak lawak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;I don't wanna say much. You're wasting my damn time. I don't wanna waste even my 1 second of life for you. But you're just so.... damn fucking annoying.I don't know which word suits you best. Because you're acting like one stray, annoying, pitiful, useless female dog a.k.a BITCH. I can't ask you to stop bitching around cause girl you are a bitch. I can't stop you from being you, can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Well well look at you. You just showed the real you. I hope your pitiful, spiteful boyfriend noticed that too. That you are a lot more worse than me. I'm a horrible hot tempered girl ay? What about you? Pretending as if you're the good girl. Nak muntah aku baca. &lt;i&gt;"omg im a good girl im innocent look at me im so clever im so &lt;b&gt;ugly&lt;/b&gt;". &lt;/i&gt;It's saddened me because, look at you. FAKE. PLASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;I'm so touched that you actually collect my pictures, read my blogs, stalk everything about me. Look at yourself. You are really pathetic. Fuck his life for having someone like you. You're so pitiful to hold on to someone who cheated on you for 5 times. Really bitch, you have to learn how to MOVE ON. Know something? Your boyfriend also needs to learn how to MOVE ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-TrGB0dYfE/TpKWOYdR1qI/AAAAAAAACNY/9ZnyAPiy_AQ/s1600/IMG_3136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-TrGB0dYfE/TpKWOYdR1qI/AAAAAAAACNY/9ZnyAPiy_AQ/s320/IMG_3136.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;I don't give a damn about it because I told ya he's nothing to me. NOTHING MEANS I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT HIM. Get it? And that post wasn't for him. Why are you so dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Aku memang tak suka hina orang ni. Yela. Tak baik kan. But I really want to say something. YOU'RE SO FUCKING &lt;b&gt;UGLY&lt;/b&gt;. LOLOLOLOL! HODOH NAK MAMPUS. Ok dah. You know why you're so ugly? Because yeah, because of your face. And 2nd is because of your attitude. It makes you look like a . You're really disgusting. Despicable. Such an ignorant plastic whore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I don't fucking give a damn about him. Don't you get it? You're looking for a drama right? Attention whore! Lol. Stupid hoes chase boys? What about you? You're bashing yourself, bitch. Well, your boyfriend is trying so hard to run away from ugly bitch (note: female dog) (note2: SOFEA). But the sad part is that, that whore, doesn't want to let him go. Stop torturing him for god's sake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You're so childish. And this would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; post I waste my time on for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*actually post ni kat DRAFT. terlupe nak publish. but bende dah lame kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;takpe2 nak jugak publish. haha :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5134585246673323882-3342258373998706088?l=mierabesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/feeds/3342258373998706088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-your-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5134585246673323882/posts/default/3342258373998706088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5134585246673323882/posts/default/3342258373998706088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-your-life.html' title='Fuck Your Life ;)'/><author><name>MieraJellina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106096239862505824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqmNUd2-9QQ/TZQYlvqXGeI/AAAAAAAACAk/P7iWXrLvn48/s220/IMG_4480.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-TrGB0dYfE/TpKWOYdR1qI/AAAAAAAACNY/9ZnyAPiy_AQ/s72-c/IMG_3136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5134585246673323882.post-7120295956989826055</id><published>2011-10-06T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:09:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x My Number 1 Fan x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NefMN8LoWMw/To219fLXQeI/AAAAAAAACNM/Bg5YdFM33QA/s1600/how_pathetic_by_abhie008-d329wqt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NefMN8LoWMw/To219fLXQeI/AAAAAAAACNM/Bg5YdFM33QA/s200/how_pathetic_by_abhie008-d329wqt.jpg" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;It's a shame that you still come back here to read my blog. It's such a shame too that you actually read almost my whole blog. Or did you?? Haha. What a pathetic stalker. I can't believe that you googled up everything about me. If you didn't how in the world did you found my blog? But thanks to you, you gave me an idea to google up about you too. And that's when I found out that you're actually a no life person. A low a life too! Ops. You're the one who wrote that we can call you whatever.. Stupid or what. Guess what??? You really are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;1st of all.. You're such a dumb whimp who can't admit that you're such a pathetic person. Can't you see that he doesn't want you anymore? How can you be such an obnoxious girl? He cheated on you for the 5th times! How many more time does he have to cheat on you to make you realize that he DOESN'T WANT YOU. 5 times? Seriously? Dumb ass. Or does he have to kill you? Girl, don't be too pathetic for a guy who's trying his hardest to get rid of you. Have you ever heard a quote that, "if you really love someone, let them go." Because, obviously, HE'S NOT HAPPY WITH YOU! How can you be so selfish, so cruel to torture someone you "love"? How can you force him to be with you when he's not in love with you and totally miserable with you? A girl like you? Who tells the whole world about her own boyfriend bad stuffs that she "love&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;" so much?? Nah, he must have been blinded when he proposed to you. Now that he tried to run away, you forced him to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;I do know how to use a mirror. And I appreciate the one I see in the mirror because I know I see a strong, brave, and a pretty girl inside. Unlike you, of course. You're scared to use the mirror because you know, the one you will see is one annoying, pathetic girl who is so selfish and only know how to put the blame on others and not her self. If your boy cheated on you once, you can say, people makes mistakes. Or you can say, you can understand his past life. But 5 times means you're so not for him. Don't you get that? Because you're claiming yourself as "mature" and you're acting like you're so clever with a perfect english. Well, duhhhh! Let me tell you. You grammar sucks. And you used wrong vocab for the wrong sentence. OMG SO PANDAI! And I bet that even 12 years old kid knows that my post, the one with a damn broken english, is a direct translation from google translate. I was playing around. You're so left out in 2000, girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #93c47d;"&gt;Your spiteful act, is such a disgrace. Eat your own words back! Your malicious post about me is actually pointing at yourself too. I did wrote bad things about my past life. And so did you. I may used a foul words. But is there any difference with you? You may not use such words but you're telling everyone about your boyfriend cheating too, right? How is there any difference? Our words and our way of expressing may be different. But in the end, you did the same thing as I did. Let me use a direct translate to you if you can't understand what I'm saying. It means, you are no different from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You should know, that if you both are so happily in love, or have a happy, healthy relationship, your boyfriend wouldn't even talk to me. Or wouldn't even do anything to hurt you. I done no harm. I didn't seduce him or flirt around? He came to me. If he's yours, eh dia takkan pandang pon la mana2 perempuan. How can you be so stupid and blame people and not your boyfriend and yourself?? You're the one who needs a mirror. Get one! You need it baddddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;No, I don't know he has a girlfriend. Until some random, shameless girl liked my wall posts. And when I asked him, he denied it. I asked him nicely, asked him to be honest with me because I hate people lying to me. But he denied it again. Eh salah aku jugak ke? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;And for your information, "your man" told me he loves me. It has been years. He waited for me for years! You don't know that, do you? Kesian. Once, when I was still in a relationship, he begged me... Yes.. Begged me to accept him. Because he really loves me. He doesn't care that I was in a relationship. He even begged me to be number 2. He doesn't care at all because all he cares was that he can get at least a bit of my heart. Dia just tak nak aku tinggalkan dia. Tak kisah pon kalau aku tak keluar dengan dia ke ape. As long as I can love him. And now he told be that he asked for a break up but you begged him not to leave you. Katanya, tak paham bahase! Is that love? He wants me for who I am. Baran ke, kasar ke... suke hati die lah nak suke perempuan macam mane pun. Aduhai. Dia dah campak kau kat tepi, kau still terhegeh-hegeh kat dia tu kenapa? Kesian la kat dia. If what he said was all lies... What he said to you was lies to, doesn't it? Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lnVuEOgZp-I/Tn-_igU_xfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hqFonyOA9Ps/s1600/Untitled-8-vert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lnVuEOgZp-I/Tn-_igU_xfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/hqFonyOA9Ps/s320/Untitled-8-vert.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Meh aku curi sikit dari blog kau yg kau curi dari blog aku. Eh jangan nak perasan sangat boleh? I wrote on my status that aku mmg x kuasa nak berebut jantan. Are you that stupid that you can't tell those 3 things I wrote were different situation? a.k.a different person? The 3rd one baru pasal boyfriend kau. Can't you read the last sentence? I said, he's soooo nothing to me. Memang kau x fhm bahasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;You call me a slag. Well, let me tell you something. Have I slept with your boyfriend? No? Or you want me to? Accusing someone of being a slag is something big you know. But, justtt like you said, you're pointing your finger at me but you're pointing your, aherm.. &lt;b&gt;4 fingers&lt;/b&gt; back at you. You just told the wholeeeeee world &amp;nbsp;you're such a slut. "I miss making love to you". Really? Hahahahahaha. Unless you're a dumb shit who pretends you can speak english and your english is sooo oh wowwww&amp;nbsp;excellent but don't know what is "make love". Or you really intended to tell the world you made love to him? Who's the slag now? Me? You might want to check back your dictionary. And one more thing, it's "jerk" not "jerks". You can't even differentiate between singular and plural! Do you even know what jerk means? If you know what it means, you should that it's for guys only. I'm so not your type? Memang lah. Aku pompuan lah doh.. Not your standard? Look into the mirror, bitch. I can help you smash it because it burns my eyes too, to see such an ugly bitch inside. It's sad! ='( Stop acting like you're so oh great when you're totally not. Ok thanks bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;P/s: Nanti aku pulang balik handphone2 dia ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;she's my number 1 fan actually =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsMewZX7vKQ/To2lsqhn5EI/AAAAAAAACNI/3_r34l2d6Iw/s1600/03092011748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsMewZX7vKQ/To2lsqhn5EI/AAAAAAAACNI/3_r34l2d6Iw/s200/03092011748.JPG" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sofeashahrol.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sofea Shahrol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5134585246673323882-7120295956989826055?l=mierabesh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/feeds/7120295956989826055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/2011/10/x-my-number-1-fan-x.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5134585246673323882/posts/default/7120295956989826055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5134585246673323882/posts/default/7120295956989826055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mierabesh.blogspot.com/2011/10/x-my-number-1-fan-x.html' title='x My Number 1 Fan x'/><author><name>MieraJellina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09106096239862505824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sqmNUd2-9QQ/TZQYlvqXGeI/AAAAAAAACAk/P7iWXrLvn48/s220/IMG_4480.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NefMN8LoWMw/To219fLXQeI/AAAAAAAACNM/Bg5YdFM33QA/s72-c/how_pathetic_by_abhie008-d329wqt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
