<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/1220266377783917022?origin\x3dhttp://husnalyna.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> <iframe src="http://www.blogger.com/navbar.g? targetBlogID=3054107564476057249&blogName=url.blogspot.com&publishMode=PUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT&navbarType=BLACK&layoutType=CLASSI C&homepageUrl=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2F&searchRoot=http%3A%2F%2Furl.blogspot.com%2Fsearch" height="30px" width="100%" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="navbar-iframe" frameborder="0"></iframe> <div id="space-for-ie"></div>
simple lady. simple life =)
WELCOME


:D

If i do not like you, reading the contents of my page may be hazardous to you health. Symptoms may include but are not limited to anger, lost of self-esteem, and uncontrollable fits of jealous rage. Read at your own risk.

i hate you
Monday, October 27, 2008


My love life is very much messed up these days.

After going through a couple of dates with enthusiasm, I’ll swear not to go on any after the ones I went out with, didn’t muster up to my expectations.

I love him but I HATE him too.

I hate his attitude.
I hate his behavior.

Now, im slowly, quietly & silently walk out from his life without his knowledge.

I deserve someone better. yea, i know.

If he loves me, i want him to run after me & catch me.

I'm tired of running after him. exhausted.

I just can’t bear the recurring heartbreak and unfulfilled hope, but then again the thought of somewhere out there is someone who is ‘perfect’ for me and someone who might be searching for me, that’s what kept me going still.

=...(

writtern @1:08 PM