<?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-5564760213773477324</id><updated>2011-07-19T23:09:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300090236411155895</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564760213773477324.post-2466578752353702730</id><published>2011-07-18T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:20:27.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck.</title><content type='html'>Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'm so fucking sick of being nice to people who don't deserve shit. Fuck all of you la chibai. Heartless sons of bitches. Heartless assholes. Every single fucking one of you are fucking assholes. Don't fucking complain why your life is shit. You DESERVE every single thing you got coming to you. Because you're a fucking asshole. So am I. I deserve Hell for what I did. And I accepted it. I accepted every single bad thing which happens to me. Guess what? I'm gonna fucking kill myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564760213773477324-2466578752353702730?l=floatingcoffins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/feeds/2466578752353702730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/2466578752353702730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/2466578752353702730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/fuck.html' title='Fuck.'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300090236411155895</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564760213773477324.post-5538050082776454239</id><published>2011-07-12T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:20:12.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a bitch.</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to commit suicide, what would your last words be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The future is just old age and illness and pain... I must have peace and this is the only way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suicide note.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ James Whale, film director, d. May 29, 1957&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I have long been suicidal. I have no say in being a suicidal bitch. Today is a bad day. So much anger. And no loaded gun. It's one of those days where you just want to shut the world out, fade out into the background and disappear. Be anywhere but here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like smoking and cutting myself. But I have already quit both habits. So what am I to do now? Tell me. How else can I relieve myself of pain and anguish? Will I ever feel real genuine happiness? Life sucks and is full of shit. And people, humans, make the world such an awful place to live in. I hate everybody. And I don't wanna give a shit about anyone. I don't want to be nice. I don't want to go to school. I just want to die. I want to die. I want to die! &lt;u&gt;Can everyone just fuck off and leave me the fuck alone?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564760213773477324-5538050082776454239?l=floatingcoffins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/feeds/5538050082776454239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifes-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/5538050082776454239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/5538050082776454239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life is a bitch.'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300090236411155895</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564760213773477324.post-2210249015704677840</id><published>2011-07-08T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T22:51:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada Surf - Inside of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G3Ac3Pc8etA?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;lt;p&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching terrible tv &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It kills all thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting spacier than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An astronaut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making out with people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hardly know or like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe what&amp;nbsp;I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Late at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only when we get to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The aerial view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will the patterns show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll know what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the last page so well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't read the first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So i just don't start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's getting worse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't find my way in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try again and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on the outside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always under or above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't find my way in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try again and again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on the outside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always under or above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must be a different view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be a me with a you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm standing at the gates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the beauty above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna know what it's like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the inside of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course i'll be alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had a bad night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564760213773477324-2210249015704677840?l=floatingcoffins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/feeds/2210249015704677840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/nada-surf-inside-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/2210249015704677840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/2210249015704677840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/nada-surf-inside-of-love.html' title='Nada Surf - Inside of Love'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300090236411155895</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G3Ac3Pc8etA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5564760213773477324.post-4845469889111064245</id><published>2011-07-08T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:31:19.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey all. My first post on my new blog. (Thanks Captain Obvious!) Lol. Anyway, yeah, I am sitting in the library wasting my time away. &lt;u&gt;Pretending to be in school.&lt;/u&gt; Can't stay home. Of course they would know I skipped school. So I hang out ﻿in the school library. :/ Yeah I am a bad girl. And an even worse&amp;nbsp;student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's not my fault school's such a bore. But it is my fault that I don't have close friends in school and none of my classmates forces me to go. I feel like the odd kid out in school. That's one of the main reason why I hate going to school. Okay, maybe I should make a list so it's easier for you to read. Instead of reading the whole chunk of passage/paragraph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reasons why I hate school:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have no close friends in school, so no one forces me to come to class. And I feel so odd among the rest. I don't feel like I fit in. It really sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't choose this course. I was thrown here. Fuck that very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't choose to go to a poly. I wanted to go to ITE Nursing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's it I guess? Lol. Yeah. I seriously genuinely despise school okay? I know it's my own education and blah blah blah whatever shit. But the school system sucks. Yeah! Another reason why I hate school. It's such a routine work. One day one module? &lt;u&gt;Who the fuck came up with that?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well... I do hope I get to graduate though. Cause my portfolio and CE points might cause me to retain another year. I &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt;, I repeat, &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; ever want to step again in this school after I graduate. If I had my own say,&amp;nbsp;I would've dropped out long ago! &amp;gt;:( Ugh! &lt;em&gt;C'est la vie...&lt;/em&gt; I am planning to go home around 2pm? When the break time's over and&amp;nbsp;I don't have to bump into anyone I know... Wow... I have no 'life'! Haha! Oh, who cares. It is my life. I can do whatever I want with it. :) Yes, I am very stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, before you get bored reading any more. I just wanna say that it's not that I dislike any people in school. It's just I don't fit in... They're all so outspoken. And&amp;nbsp;I just fade into the background. Even though that sometimes may be a good thing... But I can't deny I feel lonely... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God have mercy, let me graduate! Please! I will never ask for anything ever again. I promise you that! Pleaseeeeeeee. I'm desperate... Oh wait... How stupid of me. I still have to make the effort... &lt;strong&gt;BUMMER!&lt;/strong&gt; Kk, you guys have a good Friday. And an awesome weekend. Take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Maisarah Jeffrey﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5564760213773477324-4845469889111064245?l=floatingcoffins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/feeds/4845469889111064245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/4845469889111064245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5564760213773477324/posts/default/4845469889111064245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floatingcoffins.blogspot.com/2011/07/first.html' title='First!'/><author><name>MJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04300090236411155895</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
