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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HnF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18134203132817843956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5436516733679354413.post-8635948142083735494</id><published>2011-08-16T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:08:55.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>It all began with the life in primary school&lt;br /&gt;Just the end of PSLE&lt;br /&gt;There was a group of friends I hang out with&lt;br /&gt;I trusted them a lot&lt;br /&gt;Very close with them&lt;br /&gt;Except for one&lt;br /&gt;Cant remember his name&lt;br /&gt;It was thanks to him&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who influenced the rest&lt;br /&gt;I dunno uh&lt;br /&gt;On one actual day&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;We were going out&lt;br /&gt;Then they told me to change my clothes to match with them&lt;br /&gt;And when I came down they told me to meet bus stop nearby&lt;br /&gt;And then they say I was freaking slow they went to bus stop a bit further down&lt;br /&gt;I ran&lt;br /&gt;Ran for them uh&lt;br /&gt;So that I wont make them wait&lt;br /&gt;And when I reached the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;They told me&lt;br /&gt;They already went of&lt;br /&gt;I was too slow&lt;br /&gt;It took me only 5 mins to change and they said I slow?&lt;br /&gt;Its obvious enough&lt;br /&gt;Even an idiot can tell uh&lt;br /&gt;They pang seh me&lt;br /&gt;Ever since then&lt;br /&gt;I didnt have any frens uh&lt;br /&gt;Literally&lt;br /&gt;Primary school frens feel Im such a show of&lt;br /&gt;Yea I step good all that&lt;br /&gt;So literally I suck at being a good fren&lt;br /&gt;I kept blaming myself deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what I did to even my close friends&lt;br /&gt;Even they hated me&lt;br /&gt;Either they hate me enough to pang seh me&lt;br /&gt;Or it was that guy I hated who I think uh back then I was so nerd and not cool enough for them uh&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever it is fuck it&lt;br /&gt;I dun give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered sec school&lt;br /&gt;I try hard to make friends&lt;br /&gt;VERY HARD&lt;br /&gt;Actually too hard till I dun notice it uh&lt;br /&gt;I was like desperately trying to make friends&lt;br /&gt;I stole lots and lots of money&lt;br /&gt;Make trouble etc&lt;br /&gt;Just to make frens&lt;br /&gt;And eventually I made frens&lt;br /&gt;I got close with a few fren uh&lt;br /&gt;I even fought with some of them&lt;br /&gt;Cos literally&lt;br /&gt;I like to show of&lt;br /&gt;Even got proud of the card games I stole money to buy with&lt;br /&gt;That stupid attitude I could not get over since primary school&lt;br /&gt;I was close to them but no so close&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get closer to them&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 just ruined my whole life uh&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us got into different class&lt;br /&gt;And it just make us distant&lt;br /&gt;Thats when my mind just fucked me up&lt;br /&gt;Everything went hay-wire&lt;br /&gt;I get paranoid easily&lt;br /&gt;It was just a bit&lt;br /&gt;This time I started DotA to get over my sianness&lt;br /&gt;And slowly it helped&lt;br /&gt;I even made friends due to it&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda happy&lt;br /&gt;I became close with them thanks to DotA&lt;br /&gt;And yea I liked Sabrina a lot at that time&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what happened&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia just took control of me&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt think&lt;br /&gt;Just within few months&lt;br /&gt;I lost complete control&lt;br /&gt;I just snapped when something small happened&lt;br /&gt;I lost my friends&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt talk to Sabrina any longer&lt;br /&gt;I dun even know how the heck I end up stalking her&lt;br /&gt;And scaring her of&lt;br /&gt;I dun even know what happened&lt;br /&gt;I just literally snapped&lt;br /&gt;And everything was over&lt;br /&gt;That was the moment when I desperately needed someone&lt;br /&gt;But I had no one to turn to&lt;br /&gt;The secondary 1 frens Im close to&lt;br /&gt;I just thought they dun care&lt;br /&gt;And I see my parents like the type&lt;br /&gt;Father just work who doesnt care about me&lt;br /&gt;Mother just tell me do this do that&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about me?&lt;br /&gt;I was fucking sian&lt;br /&gt;Fucking depressed&lt;br /&gt;I kept blaming myself&lt;br /&gt;I thought of suiciding uh&lt;br /&gt;But it was stupid&lt;br /&gt;I literally just think whats the point&lt;br /&gt;So I just lead my life thinking one day&lt;br /&gt;Pls just let me die&lt;br /&gt;I dun fucking care anymore&lt;br /&gt;That was the time uh&lt;br /&gt;So I just play DotA to get of my sianness everyday&lt;br /&gt;I didnt tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;I had no one to tell to anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it was the start of low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;Shy start&lt;br /&gt;It was the start of looking down on myself&lt;br /&gt;This was hard on me&lt;br /&gt;Till one day in sec 3&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth&lt;br /&gt;I felt saved&lt;br /&gt;I fucking feel accepted by frens&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN, YEA BRYAN LIM TZE MING YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCKING cock-a-nathan&lt;br /&gt;You're the guy who welcomes everyone&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed me a lot&lt;br /&gt;I felt happy&lt;br /&gt;It was becos of you&lt;br /&gt;Thought I nvr tell you this&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping one day I will tell you&lt;br /&gt;I finally felt accepted&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bryan&lt;br /&gt;Slowly we created out own group the 5 of us&lt;br /&gt;Though 4 of you guys football fanatics&lt;br /&gt;I nvr felt left out&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys&lt;br /&gt;Since that day till sec 4&lt;br /&gt;Normal day uh&lt;br /&gt;The same me&lt;br /&gt;I guess basically the same action me but much lesser&lt;br /&gt;I guess less paranoid&lt;br /&gt;I feel much more secured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we enter poly/jc&lt;br /&gt;We're close but a bit distant&lt;br /&gt;Cos bryan went jc and I went poly&lt;br /&gt;Jc a bit too tight schedule&lt;br /&gt;So I understand&lt;br /&gt;I make friends in poly&lt;br /&gt;Get closer to Stone =D&lt;br /&gt;And yea Jamal too&lt;br /&gt;That was fun uh&lt;br /&gt;But then I keep creating small problems big&lt;br /&gt;Quarrel with Jamal over stupid things&lt;br /&gt;Yea my fault&lt;br /&gt;Fucking idiot me&lt;br /&gt;Yea I try to change myself&lt;br /&gt;The action me&lt;br /&gt;And yea it worked uh&lt;br /&gt;But still got a bit&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe medium la&lt;br /&gt;I dunno la&lt;br /&gt;Im trying my best ok&lt;br /&gt;And thats when I met Galindo again&lt;br /&gt;Old frens, hoping to be close again&lt;br /&gt;Yea lepak etc&lt;br /&gt;And he introduced us a guy name Ajit&lt;br /&gt;Thats when my peaceful life was over&lt;br /&gt;But yea thats when my life was syiok&lt;br /&gt;Like just the old me&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why&lt;br /&gt;I just make everybody pissed&lt;br /&gt;I quarrelled with Ajit&lt;br /&gt;Fuck&lt;br /&gt;That day I fucking felt sad&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what I did&lt;br /&gt;I think I snapped again&lt;br /&gt;Great uh&lt;br /&gt;That we made up&lt;br /&gt;It was fine&lt;br /&gt;Syiok uh life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another side story though&lt;br /&gt;Made frens with kamran, fahmi, lutfi, burhan and icham&lt;br /&gt;It was nice uh being with them&lt;br /&gt;Joke all that&lt;br /&gt;They even bought for me a birthday present&lt;br /&gt;And I cant even treat them nicely&lt;br /&gt;I was just a fucker who left them uh&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I really left the group&lt;br /&gt;It must have been my paranoia me again&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, but really I wanna join back again&lt;br /&gt;But I just dunno how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till poly year 2&lt;br /&gt;I dunno uh&lt;br /&gt;This time I snapped for fucking no reason&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia took control of me&lt;br /&gt;And everything&lt;br /&gt;The past everything just go out all on me at once&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time&lt;br /&gt;I really&lt;br /&gt;Felt like suicide&lt;br /&gt;I literally was on the verge of drowning myself&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized&lt;br /&gt;Wtf have I been doing&lt;br /&gt;What will people think of me?&lt;br /&gt;That's when I realize&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt anyone's fault&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt;It was just me&lt;br /&gt;It was just me and my paranoia&lt;br /&gt;And paranoia won&lt;br /&gt;No doubt&lt;br /&gt;That was when I try to get back on feet&lt;br /&gt;This time&lt;br /&gt;For real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Became close with Stone, Jamal, Ajit, Galindo and still with Bryan once in a while&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how it happened uh&lt;br /&gt;Hope we can be close frens all our life&lt;br /&gt;Sorry uh I haven been a good fren all this while&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my nonsense&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping you guys aint that angry...&lt;br /&gt;Ill try to make it up&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Im not lazy to do those&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;One day I will tell you guys these&lt;br /&gt;Im sure this day will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea still thinking...&lt;br /&gt;How to get back to you guys&lt;br /&gt;The emos&lt;br /&gt;IF thats not the name you guys prefer&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...&lt;br /&gt;I still give up on girls too easily&lt;br /&gt;Yea I know the reason...&lt;br /&gt;This time for real&lt;br /&gt;But I guess not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea fuck you paranoia&lt;br /&gt;This time I win&lt;br /&gt;And you can just get out of me&lt;br /&gt;Aint letting you in my life anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos this times its for real&lt;br /&gt;Its the end&lt;br /&gt;I just want a new beginning for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on&lt;br /&gt;And this is to be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;I am HnF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5436516733679354413-8635948142083735494?l=iamhnf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamhnf.blogspot.com/feeds/8635948142083735494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5436516733679354413&amp;postID=8635948142083735494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436516733679354413/posts/default/8635948142083735494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5436516733679354413/posts/default/8635948142083735494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamhnf.blogspot.com/2011/08/end.html' 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