<?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-5303621377761796216</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:26:59.012+08:00</updated><category term='tinggalkan'/><category term='alaaaah emak'/><category term='milkshake'/><category term='aku power'/><category term='khawin no cert'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='shoot'/><category term='Gatal'/><category term='gf'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='typicalmat'/><category term='super4'/><category term='MRT'/><category term='loose weight'/><category term='Desperate'/><category term='betol'/><category term='Mat baek'/><category term='Attached'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='date'/><category term='timmer'/><category term='kawan makan kawan'/><category term='lepas dalam'/><category term='Tak tanggung'/><category term='mat sawan'/><category term='cheated'/><category term='ten reason to get out of relationship'/><category term='habis duit'/><category term='jealous'/><category term='kurus tak agak-agak'/><category term='baek punye'/><category term='Girlfriends'/><category term='Mat au au'/><category term='scream'/><category term='tk kesian'/><category term='shout no use'/><category term='slap'/><category term='Toilet'/><category term='cheating boyfriend'/><category term='mat ader motor'/><category term='sanding'/><category term='mat jahat'/><category term='a lot'/><category term='shut the mouth'/><category term='AWOL'/><category term='catch'/><category term='readers'/><category term='no trust'/><category term='ader motor'/><category term='ex gf'/><category term='control freak'/><category term='shit'/><category term='khawin. kahwin'/><category term='bitch'/><category term='butch'/><category term='tak nak kenal'/><category term='single'/><category term='happy'/><category term='virgin'/><category term='umah uncle'/><category term='girlfriend'/><category term='lepak'/><category term='angry'/><category term='Mat'/><category term='sunday bawah blok'/><category term='over her'/><category term='geylang'/><category term='mat motor'/><category term='Mat sengkek'/><category term='guts'/><category term='hot mat'/><category term='escape'/><category term='Ustaz German'/><category term='ROM'/><category term='slim'/><category term='puhlease'/><category term='not virgin'/><category term='kenal-kenal'/><category term='Ditch your date'/><category term='bird bird'/><category term='chop chilli chop'/><category term='fat'/><title type='text'>Do you know your MAT(s)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-605781995272262000</id><published>2010-08-11T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:35:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOLONNNGG! MAT I SUNGGUH IMMATURE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TOLONNNGG! MAT I SUNGGUH IMMATURE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY DARLING, TAK DAPAT DEN NAK MEMBANTU, TINGGALKAN JE (:&lt;br /&gt;KAN SETTLE. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonono, don't be upset. Okay listen up ladies..&lt;br /&gt;when you feel your Mat is immature:&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself, WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you think he tryna behave like one, tell him off. if not, pack your bag ladies and jomm!&lt;br /&gt;jalan-jalan carik Mat(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ALEESHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;typicalmatsays owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-605781995272262000?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/605781995272262000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/08/tolonnngg-mat-i-sungguh-immature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/605781995272262000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/605781995272262000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/08/tolonnngg-mat-i-sungguh-immature.html' title='TOLONNNGG! MAT I SUNGGUH IMMATURE!!'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8618345288782381714</id><published>2010-07-13T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:43:26.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Awak, kite sayaaannnng awak"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: purple; color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;How do you know if a&amp;nbsp;Mat is in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are ten signs to look for to help you know if a man loves you. Not every&amp;nbsp;Mat will do everything on the list but I'm getting this straight from&amp;nbsp;my Mat friends&amp;nbsp;so it must be pretty accurate! &lt;em&gt;So korang nie boleh lah cuba-cuba lah hor, tengok lah if the Mat you're dating with dah masok trap (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does he tell you? Does he express his love?&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) often don't say the words unless they feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does he look for excuses to be around you or communicate with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Does he stay interested after sex? Or is he interested in being with you even when there is not sexual intimacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is he interested in your life? Or is the relationship all about him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Does he put you first over BOLA?!?!?&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) who are in love want to be with their lover more than they want to watch the next football game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Does he long for you when you are not together? Does he text, call, or email you often just to connect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Does he look for ways to surprise and delight you? Does he do nice things for you, bring your flowers, write cute notes, or give you little gifts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does he want to care for you? Does he what to help you and make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Does he invest in the relationship? Does he give his time, energy, and emotions to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does he want to be emotionally intimate with you. Does the relationship consist of more than the superficial? Does he share his thoughts and feelings with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, if you are wondering, look for the above signs and trust your instinct! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These tell sign mcm paham only my english. Ikotkan i asked my sister to repharse many of it. hehehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Aleesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;typicalmatsays owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8618345288782381714?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8618345288782381714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/08/awak-kite-sayaaannnng-awak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8618345288782381714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8618345288782381714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/08/awak-kite-sayaaannnng-awak.html' title='&quot;Awak, kite sayaaannnng awak&quot;'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2420461324899617289</id><published>2010-07-11T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:31:39.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we ladies tend to stay?</title><content type='html'>Why do ladies stay with a not-so-great Mat(s)? Why do ladies stay when they are being abused? Why don't women leave when the Mat(s) is mean and rude? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear these questions frequently when people notice a lady remaining with a mean or cruel Mat. I also hear these questions from ladies in unhealthy or abusive relationships...women who want to leave but just "can't". So orang kate ni, bebual macam paham tapi tak tinggalkan langsung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are complex and multifaceted. Each situation differs and involves very particular and specific situations, beliefs, and circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies often fear there will be physical harm if they leave, they will lose custody of their children bagi sape-sape yang dah khawin lah kan, or be negatively judged by family or friends. Many ladies fear they will not be able to support themselves, and have no where to go if they leave. Some ladies fear the unknown and would rather remain in an unhealthy situation than venture out on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Duty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ladies believe they are failing if they give up. Others may feel they are responsible for the FAILED relationship and do not know what is or is not acceptable behavior. &lt;b&gt;Some ladies feel sorry for their partner or believe they can make him better and help him to change.&lt;/b&gt; Nie part like hell _________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Insecurity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ladies had their self-esteem damaged and do not know if they can manage outside the relationship. Many ladies are tired and lack the emotional support to help them leave. Some ladies are isolated with few friends or family involved in their lives. There are ladies who believe they will not find another Mat(s) so better to be with a horrible Mat(s) than not have a Mat(s) in her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irrational beliefs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ladies don't leave because they keep thinking things will get better. &lt;b&gt;After an incident, when the Mat apologizes, things are great and a lady may be hopeful that things will be different. Some ladies feel ashamed to admit the relationship is not working out, or they may feel guilty because her Mat has made her believe his abuse is her fault.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually kan semua couple boleh work through their problems and create a great relationship. itupon kalau you ader partner you yang boleh paham you, vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said this, I am also for keeping ladies safe, and for supporting a ladies decision to leave if her relationship is harming her. This is not easy for most ladies, BETOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEESHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;typicalmatsays owner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2420461324899617289?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2420461324899617289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-we-ladies-tend-to-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2420461324899617289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2420461324899617289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-we-ladies-tend-to-stay.html' title='Why we ladies tend to stay?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-9195189339803180305</id><published>2010-06-10T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:01:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your worth is more than your body</title><content type='html'>To all&amp;nbsp;ladies who read this blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your worth is not in the shape of your form or how sexually attractive you are to men.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the messages that inundate our culture, YOU are valuable because you are a human being.&lt;br /&gt;You are worth respect and dignity because you are a person.&lt;br /&gt;You deserve to be treated with decency and care because you exist.&lt;br /&gt;Your body is just a form for you to bring the world the experience and unique gifts that only you can bring.&lt;br /&gt;You are not here on this earth to be some sort of sexual stimulant to men.&lt;br /&gt;You are not here on this earth to be nothing but a form for others to use.&lt;br /&gt;You are here because you have something of value to contribute to the world.&lt;br /&gt;You are here because the universe needs your talents and abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand, your worth is not measured by your measurements, your hair style, or what shows up on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on who you are, find what it is that brings peace to your soul, give care and goodness to the world in &lt;br /&gt;ways that give you a sense of your self. &lt;br /&gt;Remember... you are a human being with a unique purpose in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-9195189339803180305?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9195189339803180305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-worth-is-more-than-your-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9195189339803180305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9195189339803180305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-worth-is-more-than-your-body.html' title='Your worth is more than your body'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7257254662788162545</id><published>2010-05-20T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:42:26.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat dah Khawin - BIG NO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hey babies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aleesha here updating for typicalMATsays like again. Macam rajin lah gitu nak update. Heees. Well my telinga macam panas jer dengar. Well, this is seriously gonna be a post for someone whom&amp;nbsp;i know and also an advice to all you single ladies out there. This is kinda sensitive but seriously urh, telinga aku naik panas dgr pmpn2 yang kluar ngan laki orang! like wtf? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_eqCOtGjI/AAAAAAAAACg/oGZJOLTta00/s1600/finger1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_eqCOtGjI/AAAAAAAAACg/oGZJOLTta00/s320/finger1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If a&amp;nbsp;Mat is married obviously he is NOT the one for you! Trust me on this. Like really do!&amp;nbsp;He may want a fling, a little extra bit of fun on the side but he is not interested in you as an exlusive partner, a companion, or wife. Eventhough Islam do allow these filthy Mat(s) to have 4 wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times he tells you, he loves you more than his wife, she is a witch, and you are the one for him... HE IS LYING! He is having a little fantasy at your expense! At the other hand you must be smart and not fall for his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ader lah Al-Kisah yang pernah terjadi lah kan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got to know this girl we named her "A" is going out with "I" and "I"- is a married man with one kid. "A" loves this "I" and these two humans act as if there is nothing wrong kissing in public when all the collegues tau lah si "I" ni dah khawin.&lt;br /&gt;After si "I" dah dapat balik rumah uncle ngan "A": he goes around the workplace telling people how small "A" breast is like with a description of 'macam kuih pau je' how cruel. Thats what i mean by your expense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not, under any circumstances fall for this as-old-as-the-hills deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, do you even want to be with someone who is cheating on his wife? What does that say about his moral character? His sense of decency? His ability to be honest, truthful, committed? What does it say about his sense of family, compassion, and concern for others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tells you loud and clear that he is a jerk! &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING BIG JERK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not walk away from this type of Mat(s).... Run and when you run make sure you run as fast as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Aleesha&lt;br /&gt;typicalMATsays owner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7257254662788162545?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7257254662788162545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/05/mat-dah-khawin-big-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7257254662788162545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7257254662788162545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/05/mat-dah-khawin-big-no.html' title='Mat dah Khawin - BIG NO'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_eqCOtGjI/AAAAAAAAACg/oGZJOLTta00/s72-c/finger1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-2007760920508398516</id><published>2010-05-15T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:28:37.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boyfriend is way too old?!</title><content type='html'>Hey awesome readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleesha here updating for typicalMATsays&amp;nbsp;once again. Now now now, my topic today is sungguh panas sangat. Its about you being with a Mat whom is way older than you. like 10 years or maybe 7 or maybe 20? i don't know. I saje nak buat&amp;nbsp;whole thing suspend jer ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_bwrYBmmI/AAAAAAAAACY/56R-puiscec/s1600/Salman-Kareena.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_bwrYBmmI/AAAAAAAAACY/56R-puiscec/s320/Salman-Kareena.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whatever Aleesha gonna type below is my very own opinion nothing gotta do with anyone okay darlings. Sape-sape yang rase tak happy with my thoughts, your opinion is very much welcome. Well why? coz age is a very sensitive issue ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes nothing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a&amp;nbsp;Mat is twenty years older than you he is not interested in you&lt;br /&gt;OK, he may be interested in &lt;strong&gt;using&lt;/strong&gt; you but he is not interested in YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not care what this&amp;nbsp;Mat says, how convincing is his language, how cool he seems to be, he wants one thing and that thing is not a healthy emotional, equal, fulfilling partnership.&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me just say, older&amp;nbsp;Mat who embrace their age, experience, and maturity are COOL, well at least. What is not cool are those older&amp;nbsp;Mat who use younger women to try to forget who they really are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best example for me to quote: PAKCIK PAKCIK DANGDUT GITU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find a great Met who is interested in you; a&amp;nbsp;Mat close to your age with whom you will have something in common!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2007760920508398516?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2007760920508398516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-boyfriend-is-way-too-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2007760920508398516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2007760920508398516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-boyfriend-is-way-too-old.html' title='My boyfriend is way too old?!'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_bwrYBmmI/AAAAAAAAACY/56R-puiscec/s72-c/Salman-Kareena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-8745172027358236506</id><published>2010-05-12T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:18:50.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cycle of being used</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hey readers (ladies especially)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_a8s8WlrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bcrf5cqJjm4/s1600/image002.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_a8s8WlrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bcrf5cqJjm4/s320/image002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aleesha here, writing in for TMS as usual. I've been hearing news how we ladies been used badly by our Mats. Be it through financial or sexual or simple companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your self-esteem is strong and healthy, you are less likely to be used by any Mats in singapore(teehee).&lt;br /&gt;Contrariwise, ladies with low self-esteem and feeling of insecurity and worthlessness are often vulnerable to the use and degradation of not-so-great Mat. This is what we call 'Mat takde masa depan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over I see young women with low self esteem who think that if a&amp;nbsp;Mat gives them attention it means they are valuable. Or if they have sex with a Mat, then he will love them. Not so. Totally NO.&lt;br /&gt;There is a big difference between a great&amp;nbsp;Mat wanting to be with a lady (like you, you and you) , and a not-so-great&amp;nbsp;Mat wanting to use whomever they can find for an hour or so. Ouh well, macam one night stand gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;are valuable because we are a human being. Regardless of the views of all the Mat(s) in Singapore, you are important. You have unique talents, traits, and ideas that have nothing to do with how not-so-great&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) view you sexually. Your worth is not dependent on a bunch of Mat(s) who want nothing more than someone to take care of their needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what often happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A woman lacks self-esteem, feels unattractive, worthless or unappealing to all Mat(s).&lt;br /&gt;2. She feels horrible about herself and thinks she is not worthy of a great Mat(s).&lt;br /&gt;3. She takes unhealthy attention from any&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) - Slaps forehead hard,&amp;nbsp;who is in need of sexual pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;4. She really wants a&amp;nbsp;Mat to give her attention to help her feel valuable so she gives herself to whomever gives her a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the cycle continues. Macam recycling bin gitu, uhhh macam gitu uh hidup korang nanti jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does a&amp;nbsp;lady break the cycle?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strengthen your self-esteem. You decide that you will not be taken advantage of again. You become strong and secure. You let go of the idea that your value is dependent on your sexual appeal to any Mat(s). You take back your strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not suggesting it is easy. In truth it is often most difficult. But, until a&amp;nbsp;lady decides she is not going to be used, she will continue to be vulnerable... she will continue to get hurt. Nanti dah pedih-pedih, sape mau pi layan kau? Mat sengkek2? no, they will leave you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those&amp;nbsp;Mat who use you are not the kind of&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) you want to be with. They are not the type of Mat(s) who make for a great husband or long term partner. like duhhh~ takkan aku nak kena ajar ni part kan?&lt;br /&gt;There are great&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) out there (believe it or not)&amp;nbsp;who want a healthy and happy relationship. There are great Mat(s) who won't take advantage of a vulnerable insecure woman eventhough i should say: only a handful are left still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Aleesha.&lt;br /&gt;typicalMATsays owner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8745172027358236506?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8745172027358236506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/cycle-of-being-used.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8745172027358236506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8745172027358236506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/cycle-of-being-used.html' title='cycle of being used'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/TA_a8s8WlrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bcrf5cqJjm4/s72-c/image002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-5842668740542929923</id><published>2010-05-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:07:27.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thousands of apology.</title><content type='html'>well, typicalmatsays do know that we've dissapointed many readers by not updating as often as we usually did. Ouh well, and we do receive lots of emails asking us to reopen the blog on BLOGGER. and after many round of discussion &amp;amp; thoughts we ought to give it a chance. We will be sticking to blogger and onsugar will be closed down and removed permanently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus onsugar is a bit unfriendly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i really hope you ladies &amp;amp; gentlemen really gonna support TMS once again like you did once before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;Aleesha&lt;br /&gt;(owner typicalMATsays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: if you do notice this is the first time i'm leaving my name (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5842668740542929923?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5842668740542929923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/thousands-of-apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5842668740542929923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5842668740542929923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/06/thousands-of-apology.html' title='thousands of apology.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-259468228729774851</id><published>2010-04-07T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:26:08.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIATUS SOON.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;typicalMATsays will be on hiatus from &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;12 April&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;2010 till 19 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Due to overwhelming responds from out fellow readers of typicalMATsays, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;typicalMATsays will go offline for a week, to revamp and look new plus fresh for all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The owner is changing the url to our own domain&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;provided that we will find a proper vendor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;For now, lets be all informed on this matter. Spread the words aites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;typicalMATsays owner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-259468228729774851?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/259468228729774851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/hiatus-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/259468228729774851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/259468228729774851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/hiatus-soon.html' title='HIATUS SOON.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-241104749908661005</id><published>2010-04-07T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:18:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls are superheros, just like her</title><content type='html'>From:________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 04 April 2010 17: 37PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the long post coming up but I needed somewhere to channel my thoughts and feelings. And I thought that this might help me to shake this excess baggage off my life and to give a heads up to other ladies out there not to totally trust a guy no matter how different from the others he portrayed himself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just broken up from a 4 year relationship last year. It was a bittersweet ending for me as it was a mutual decision since both families couldn't really accept us. Upon regaining my freedom, I started to get back into night life to while away my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a particular night out, a guy friend offered to party together. A harmless night out, so why not, I thought. This guy is actually a friend from someone from my past. The day after the party, we went out again for dinner and to chill by the Riverside. We opened up to each other about our lives and such. And then we started going out every single weekend since he's still in NS and only gets to book out then. He'd even fetch me if I were to go for my night life without him. Slowly but surely, the feelings were already starting to develop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when we confessed our feelings for each other, he told me he liked my ways, the way I am, the way I perceive things. But he was unsure that someone like me would fall for him, would ever want him. He claimed that someone my age (I'm 2 years older than him, by the way), with looks and brains would only go for guys who are good looking, has a stable job, and of course, older than myself. But I told him that no one can predict when it comes to matters of the heart even though I admit that after going through a break up, I wasn't looking for any relationship at all. Until he came by. He told me that neither was he, or at least, he only goes for flings during his NS period since he said that no girl will endure a relationship when the guy couldn't even spend time for her. He got kinda insecure and kept asking me if I'll leave him because of the lack of attention. Time and again, I replied 'no' since I'm busy working on weekdays too. But just as long as he devotes as much of his weekends to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I had always looked forward to Fridays when he could book out and we'll spend time together. We didn't make it official that we're in a relationship but that's what we were to each other; a couple. Although he did mention that he wanted us to be official. Gut feelings told me to tell him that I just wasn't ready to commit. But he was the only one that I was seeing and contacting. And he told me that he understood and he knows that that day will come and no matter when, he wanted us to go on for as long as possible; and to give him 3 years to stabilise himself for my hand in marriage. He went all out to make me happy, didn't advanced on me sexually and all the other things which other guys always do. Our only physical contact was hugs and pecks on cheeks. Sweet, gentlemanly, different; my initial thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this particular week when the way he texted me was so different, so distant. No more loving messages, if there was even any message at all. During that same week, I was worried sick of my dad's health condition. Told him about it and he promised that he'll give me the tightest and longest hug when he meet me on that Friday. Imagine how much I was looking forward to that. And then, imagine my utter disappointment when I received his text informing me that he'll only get to book out the next day. However, my gut feelings told me that something was up, and that he was lyying. So I called him that night but he didn't answer any of my calls nor reply to my texts til the next day. His excuse was that he fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last text to him for that night was: "You know I hate liars. Kindly cook up a good story to back your ass up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I waited til the day he'll give me a proper explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Sunday night, we were talking on the phone when his voice changed. He said that he was feeling guilt ridden and had a confession to make but was afraid that I would leave him. And that confession which he made shattered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Actually, I book out on Friday lepas.&lt;br /&gt;Me : I know.&lt;br /&gt;Him : Huh? How you know?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Gut feeling. (Already know what was going to come up next.) Beh, jumpa siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Er, I jumpa ex I.&lt;br /&gt;Me : And..?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Er, and.. Something happened.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh. (Silent for some time.) ... And..?&lt;br /&gt;Him : And ape? Something happened lah and I feel guilty. Actually I taknak bilang you pasal takut you tinggalkan I tapi I taknak keep any secrets from you. So lau you nak tinggalkan I, I faham. But I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Why are you sorry for? Obviously I meant nothing to you at all, which is why this happened in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Him : You do mean something, that's why I feel guilty. But this incident happened because I wanted sex. That's all. My ex tu pon bahan pakai je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a conversation aye? At this point of time, I didn't feel anger. But utter disappointment. And sorry. For him, for me and for that girl. And so the conversation continued as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : So what the F*** do you want from me, and out of us now?&lt;br /&gt;Him : I want a long and meaningful relationship with you.&lt;br /&gt;Me : And what do you intend to do to at least rectify this problem?&lt;br /&gt;Him : No plans. But I swear I won't do it again. But I sayangkan you sangat tu pasal I tak ask for sex from you. I taknak you think of me in a negative way.&lt;br /&gt;Me : And I don't think negatively when you lied to me? When you went behind my back and have sex with your ex?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had that internal conflict within myself. I can't entirely blame him, we were not official. Technically, he was still free and single. But on the other hand, he told me that I was the only one he was contacting and meeting every week. And the fact that he lied about his book out date. It's also not fair that he should be doing that to me when it didn't even come across my mind to ever cheat on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave him another chance. Only to get into another turmoil when his post invited this other girl to comment something about he should have consulted her before posting a wall post announcing that he wanted to change his bike. I mean, why should he consult anyone about his own bike? My antenna went up and picked up a negative vibe. And then his latest wall post on FB was: "I miss her but I hate her more." To which he confessed, was about a girl from his past who hurt him deeply but has came back into existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying, I told him to just go back to her. Since he obviously was thinking of her, and was contacting her. (Behind my back, I presume.) But he said he missed her but won't go back to her. And that all he wanted from the point of knowing me was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel that no matter if he does go back to her or not, I still have to let go. I can't and won't deny that I love him but within a short time, he had hurt me in so many ways by just two incidents. I can't afford to go through another heartbreak. Thank God for my gut feeling. I just hope I'm strong enough to face weekends without him around anymore. Just as I thought I was picking up my broken pieces of my life, he came by to shatter it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm really wary of guys. I'm too drained emotionally and mentally to layan karena diorang lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMS OWNER: Well darling, if you did read my entry about gut feelings, im sure you will feel alright. I did teach you readers how to trust your gut feeling. And if a guy whom you are dating is willing enough to call his ex up just to have sex with the ex-gf, be a lot more wary, coz you wouldn't know if you'll be the next one he will be calling up just to fufill his sex desire. Hugs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;typicalMATsays Owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-241104749908661005?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/241104749908661005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-are-superheros-just-like-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/241104749908661005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/241104749908661005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-are-superheros-just-like-her.html' title='Girls are superheros, just like her'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8814079390549883640</id><published>2010-04-06T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:39:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Bitten, Twice Shy</title><content type='html'>From : _______________&lt;br /&gt;Date&amp;nbsp; : 31 March 2010 05: 59AM&lt;br /&gt;To &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; : knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear TMS, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was my first time reading your  blog and I am not surprised to read stories about this mat cheating on  that minah and that minah cheating on this mat and so on. Well, we've  heard that story one time too many, stories that would make a true  believer in love, a total cynic. I am, of course, speaking from  experience. Believe me, I was a true believer in love and the total  romance that comes with it, you know, surprise the girl with flowers at  her door, writing songs for her and what not? I was all that,  until I got together with this girl, N. I was a hopeless romantic,  seriously. I was all about N, thinking about her 24/7, couldn't wait til  the next time I'll be seeing her.&amp;nbsp; However, that all changed over time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, I tried calling N over and over again, texted her a  million times and she didn't respond. I was freaking worried, seriously  worried. I had half a mind to go over her place and check up on her  until she texted me saying she accidentally fell asleep. I was ever so  loving and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nvm syg.. you go back to sleep k? Muacks, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  couple of days later, she let it slip that she was actually out to town  with her ex. I was furious. I was angry. But I loved her so I gave her  another chance. I was so dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of things that b**** did along the way but I  gotta share this other story.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet one morning,  but I didn't show up. Guess what  that s*** did? Gave her ex a booty call! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, I was devastated by N and my beliefs in love  were completely shattered.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, I changed into this other  person completely. A player, a Casanova, whatever. I enjoyed the  company and attention of women and the things we would do together. It  was a colorful period in my life, though I can't quite say I'm proud of  it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I started talking to this girl, K. She was my classmate  back in high school actually. I thought I'd try my luck with her, try to  get into her pants, so to speak. That worked out well, until I  suggested to her that we just be friends with benefits. There was a  reason why I suggested that. She was a player, and so was I.  We would talk about our "victims" and laugh it off and shit. What I  failed to realize was that she started to develop feelings for me. Needless to say, she left me  for another guy, while I still keep on playing, thinking that she got  bored of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after breaking up with that guy, I started talking to her  again, hoping to score again. Things were working out great until I told  her I'm still playing. So, she left again, for another guy, again. I  thought I bored her, again. Genius, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she broke up with that guy, we started talking again. This  time, after much maturing, I decided to ask her why she kept  disappearing like that. That was when all the outpouring of feelings  happened. She told me she loved me from the beginning. Despite our  playing, she decided that she loved me and still does. That was why she  decided to give up her whole world for me but felt betrayed when I told her  that I was still having flings. Hence, she left, twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kinda struck me hard. I was at a loss, I didn't know  what to do. I did some soul searching, consulted a couple of close  friends and decided that I should stop playing, once and for all. For my  sake, and hers. Somebody, who truly loved me for me, after all we've  been through.&amp;nbsp; After all, we rarely hear of stories where second chances  are given. It wasn't easy, I must confess. To break off all ties that I  had with the other girls was tough. To change from a polygamist  lifestyle, to a monogamist's; excruciatingly hard. However, it wasn't  impossible. Somehow, I managed to pull through. Sure, I made a couple of  mistakes here and there, but with her understanding and support, we've  never been happier. I'm slowly beginning to be a hopeless romantic  again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I want to share this story with you,&amp;nbsp; is to  show that people can change, no matter how bad he or she has been.  Sure, there are a couple of rotten eggs out there who spoil the rest but  that doesn't mean that there are not any good ones out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; : &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; erased some of the phrases and words caused i guess we have a much younger readers here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But anyway, let me start of with, no matter how angry or mad are you with that person, do NOT, i repeat, do NOT call him/her names. She/He was once a part of your life and was the person who you shared your love with. For your case, Mr Mat, it happens to all human beings, when you got ditched, you tend to mingle around and have flings, and you felt great about it. Ya, most people do. But these people, never think outside the box, as in what awaits you in the future. Thanked god, you did some soul searching or else you would never find that lost soul of yours. and yes Mr Mat, you might felt betrayed, sad and devastated, and miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; am sure now, you've move on. Give yourself a pat on the back. Well, my dear, all people change. From good to bad, From Bad to worst or either From worst to good. (: Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8814079390549883640?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8814079390549883640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-date-31-march-2010-05-59amto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8814079390549883640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8814079390549883640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-date-31-march-2010-05-59amto.html' title='Once Bitten, Twice Shy'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2247084393064517425</id><published>2010-04-01T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:07:53.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a heart of a lady.</title><content type='html'>At times i wanna run away from you, at times i wanna be under your arms and stay with you all night. At times i feel so disgusted looking at your face, at times i just feel that you're the most good looking Mat&amp;nbsp;i ever had. I'm feeling super fickled minded. I seriously don't know what is it like to live life without you but with your attitude, i just wanna pack my stuff and leave, But my heart always says no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belief every single one of us had ever felt this way before. Especially when you're in a long term relationship. The ups and downs that you couple go through makes you feel all jumble up. But the fact is your heart had been sold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when the love is so strong, the parents or family are against the love. &lt;br /&gt;At times when the love is so strong, another party will come out from nowhere to make you both fail.&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world so unfair? That's why relationship needs a water and a fire. Thats the elements of life. The painkillers to every single relationship problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you're still dating? How to know a&amp;nbsp;Mat is all over you? How to know the Mat is entertaining you to fill in his free time, nothing more. How to overcome the sadness when the Mat tells you that you're not the type of girl he would wish to be with in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no other medication on earth that you can sought after than laughter. Just laugh it out, tell yourself how fool you are. But don't laugh till you cry, tuh name bodoh. Make a joke, make your heart feel light, and thereafter, move on with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;typicalMATsays Owner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Peluk Cium Peluk Cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2247084393064517425?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2247084393064517425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-heart-of-lady.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2247084393064517425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2247084393064517425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-heart-of-lady.html' title='From a heart of a lady.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-1354277622463090640</id><published>2010-03-30T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:03:27.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A woman's strength (Long Post)</title><content type='html'>From : ________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent&amp;nbsp; :           27 March 2010 04: 17AM&lt;br /&gt;To &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;Hi, all. First of, I'd like to applaud the  distinguished owner for such a magnificent idea of opening this blog and of course,  the admin team who are as illustrious as its owner. Next, the ever so avid readers  who're constantly back, ravenous for new and exciting stories. Before I start,  I'd like to clarify that my story may or may not be as interesting as the  rest but with all the hoo-haa going on about the lack of new stories to publish,  the fact that the stories are side-tracking and what not, I hope w/ my  story, it'll bring the ball back rolling but lastly, before I do, I would like to  sincerely apologize if what I might say may seem like as if I am prejudiced or  that I am stereotyping or belittling anyone or anything along that line. I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I talk too much. So here goes, story time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, when I was in my teen days, I was one of those rebels who are  so naive. I assume everyone's had their glam and glitz years- You know, the phase  when boys suddenly wakes up one day to find their voices different and  surprisingly, foul body-odours need to be driven away asap. For us girls, it's when we  had our conscience altered into thinking that being the most  popular(prettiest) girl in school matters a lot and that includes amazing assets, flawless  face and of course, having the best boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about you but that's how it rolls in my high school. Dating someone your age was a huge social suicide. We aimed higher and  apparently, that's what got me into a huge mess. It was that "mat motor" phase where you see a lot of designs and cuttings around and being w one of  them simply puts you in the top list of popular, I guess? I mean, a high  school girl aged 14-16 w a mat who rides a bike. That, during that time, was the  only thing that made all heads turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this man almost half my age. I was 15 and he was 22. Like I said,  I was naive and was helplessly blinded by 'fame' that I jumped into a  relationship w/ him one to two days after knowing him. He was like my trophy  boyfriend and I, being captain of netball, cross country and cheer leading which simply  means I got the junk to be his trophy girlfriend, in-distinctively became his  booty call. To be honest, the relationship wasn't really a r/s in the  beginning because we both know that we had ulterior motives but after a few  screwing ups and cuddling next to each other just talking, we actually did fell in  love. Or so I thought, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that r/s went on for about 4-5 months. In that period, we met each  others' parents and families. We began hanging out more often like real couples  do, spending quality time at his place w his Mom and Dad, we talk about  things like real couples do and what not. He behaved like a responsible man and I  behaved like an obedient girlfriend. Of course, this meant him intruding into my  space, telling me what I can or can not do, wear and say. I was agreeable and  in a way or two, it blessed both our families. My family thought he was a good  influence on me as I then went back home straight after school(no more shopping  mall and lepak w gfs and I was made to cut all contacts w them), paid more  attention to my studies and what not while his family thought I was some kind of  angel sent from Heavens for he finally could hold a job and be a lot less rude  and defiant and became so responsible. His mom was the most excited one  among all of us. Kept blabbering how the both of us should quickly get hitched the  moment I finished my O's and move in to Australia with his family. See, his mom married an Australian, which made him  "Maltralian". Oh you know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they don't know is, we were still sleeping w each other only this  time, instead of just the usual fuck for pleasure, we were really making love  to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, his parents left for Perth and he had the whole house to himself. His mom rented out one of the  remaining rooms to a childhood friend of his. The mom also gave me an extra set of  keys to the house, leaving both me and him the master bedroom. Soon after,  his friend, Yan and his girlfriend, Zahra, moved in. I had no bleeding clue  what Yan worked as but I knew Zahra was a divorcee w two boys and was a  hostess. Of course, Mom didn't know about Yan moving in w that slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things went deadly sour after the fifth month. Usually his  routine every day without fail, was to call me when he woke up, call me again  before he left for work, call me again when he reached work, call me after that  during his break, call me when he finally finished working which we will then  decide if we wanted to meet for that day. It was a routine I never called for  but he took the initiative to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I am a v simple girl. I live by the policy, "I've given you this amount of trust and if you really see it, you wouldn't misuse it so go  have fun w your boys, wherever you wanna go. Just know your limits". I had no hesitations w him drinking or clubbing or those man activities he did  but I made it v clear to him that I want him to leave the place, wherever he  was at, alone and straight home. The reverse psychology technique and it always  works, till this date. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;Back to my old man, he knew that he needed to be  responsible over me so he actually stopped clubbing and drinking, on his own accord  and that there were one or two times he hung out w his boys but did exactly  what I wanted him to. When asked if he did anything silly, all he said was,  "Yea, the girl kissed me and I kissed back. She had her hands all over me but I  kept mine closely to myself. She asked if we wanna go outside where it's  private but I remembered you when you said you'll kill the bitch and make my life  miserable after that. I'm not up for being miserable my whole entire life". I smiled, knowing that I know him that well to know he was telling me thr  truth. So you see, I am simple and v open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that 5th month, he suddenly disappeared. He didn't call nor  text the first day and only returned my calls and texts late in the night. He  reasoned that he had a busy day today when he woke up late. The next day, the  same thing happened. Again, he told me that he was lacking of rest and he woke up  late again. By this time, I knew something was fishy somewhere. The third  day, after he left for work, I went back to the apartment. Of course, he has left  for work(thank god for that) for I found an extra tramp living in that space  I called my second home. That lady was Zahra's colleague, stick thin and  had ink as her skin. I remembered her vividly. Her hair was a massive, dried and tangled lump of rusty colored strands. She was wearing this tiny blue  shorts under her skeleton hugging white tank top where her minuscule nipples  protruded through. I remembered dragging Yan into my room and imposing my  authority on that space and pressed on information abt tht woman because somewhere  deep down, I know this woman must've got smtg to do w the change of my man.  Learnt, just like Zahra, she was a soon to be divorcee of a kid and that she was  just crashing over for 'that night' because they(Z and Her) got in pretty  late from their shift last night and she was escaping from her drunkard husband  who hits her all the time(I dnt see why not, really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that explanation, I went to clean up the whole place because  apparently, they turned the place into a huge dumpster w all the empty beer cans  lying around. It's not that I was cleaning up after them, it was just that I  have that amount of respect for his mum who entrusted me w her home, in  which, becoming my second home. The three of them, were in Yan's room. See the apartment was a 5-room flat so they do have another room where I assume minuscule nipples must've crashed in because it was kind of messy when I  opened in up. I thanked Heavens that my room wasn't crumpled in anyways, esp  the bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for that first time in that week, my ex-bf texted me first, asking me  what was I doing at his house. I told him I was just checking up on it and he  told me to wait for him to get home to talk things out, knowing I was upset w  that uninvited guest. We didn't argue over it when he eventually came home  after that. We just talked it out and he said he was sorry and I wasn't about to  push his buttons. He did look v worn out and we eventually fell asleep in each  others' arms while talking, which proves he really was that tired since he  didn't wait for me to sleep first before he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things were okay the next day when he left for work and I left for school(yea i was still in high school!). He got up to his same antic he  did for that one week so I decided to let the matter rest a bit and not push it  further by ringing his mobile. When I came back later in the evening, the locks  were changed. It was infuriating, I thought. I texted him but there wasn't  any replies that in the end, I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later, he called me, saying he was admitted to CGH.  Apparently, he suffered some rare sickness that swelled up his feet pretty badly till he can't  walk. I visited him and we talked per normal but as the hours passed, his old  design friends started streaming into the room w minuscule nipples and from  that moment on, I knew I've lost him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went back to the ward to look for him but his bed was  empty. I called him asking him where was he and I promise you this was exactly  how it went..&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Where you, b? You still in hospital ke you go home already?"&lt;br /&gt;Him:*v noisy background and slutty giggling*"Oh, tak ah maseh lom boleh balek (Not yet). They sent me to SGH t do further inspection of my blood cells.  Where you?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Rumah(Home) ah. Thought you have gone back. What time will you be back?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Not sure. Should be late. There are many patients here"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh? Were you referred?"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Ya! They sent me here"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Then you should be having your inspection now what, instead of waiting for your turn like the rest who weren't referred from other hospitals"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Entah lah, tak payah dtg la you besok je la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got reeeaaaaalllly suspicious so I went to the staff nurse to check  for any records of the patient being referred to SGH and guess what, NO. I got embarrassed when the nurses gave me a, "Ape je, mana kita refer patient  gi mana2 kau gila ke bodoh?!" I was already so fuming mad by then, went  down for a few sticks of cigarettes and right after one hour, I got back up  again and barged straight into his room. Nicely perched by his bed was slutty minuscule nipples, fondling his groin while kissing him on his neck. He,  looked like he enjoyed it of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty amazed that no matter how i was shaking in fury, I was  still able to keep my cool, walk over to the bed and stood there, which of course  startled them. I took his phone and start to scan through his messags. That one  whole week of silenced was indeed spent w her. As if on cue, he told the girl to  leave and started apologizing to me, crying. He then explained all the who, what,  why, when, how to me. He told me he did it because I was seldom around to  sleepover anymore and that he felt lonely and tht minuscule nipples weren't some  girl he picked up at a bar. She was really Z's colleague and she brought her  home but since his sexual needs that particular day were rapidly increasing, he  drowned himself into his whirlpool of lust, which made him too guilt-ridden to  come back and talk to me. But it soon became a habit w Minuscule Nipples and  that he knew his old character was back like when I first met him. I knew by the  feel of my shattered heart(And I swear I almost believed I heard it  shattering into millions of pieces), it was over, no matter how I ached to let us have  another go at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never spoke again but his Mom kept prying so she found out soon but  wasn't from me. Came back on the first flight from Australia and threw the all three of them out. My ex bf, agaknya dah kene mandrem  ngn pompan tu (being hocus pocus by the woman), followed the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my plight  doesn't end there. Though I was able to pick up all the tiny pieces together,  something wasn't finished. I went for a run 2 months after that break up one  Thursday night but suffered a massive cramp from my stomach down. It felt like stomach cramp but ten times worse. So my mother brought me to CGH that night and lo and behold, I was 7 freaking months pregnant!! See, my period is VERY  irregular and sometimes it doesn't come for 9 months straight so i think its normal and there wasn't any visible baby bump visible . I was still doing my jumps  for cheer leading and my squad was still throwing me up in the air and i go  for my long runs as per usual and all so that's why it wasn't seen. It was a  baby girl in the sonogram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called up his Mom to inform her about this because there was NO bleeding  way was i ever talking to him again. his mom was super ecstatic upon hearing  the news, walaupun anak luar nikah (born out of wedlock). She fancies me that much actually that  she started planning the wedding w me over the phone and made plans for both  of us to fly to Perth straight away. I told her that i want a brighter future for myself and that i want a  career that I've longed for. i made her call up her son and tell him this news and  that i have opted for an adoption as it was too far out to be aborted. Mom was devastated upon this news, of course but she complied. I also told her  that my family and myself would not want to do this ourselves as we all know  that the bills will be costly and that we needed help. his mom agreed and  promised to speak to him about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from him the next day, THREATENING me, rather. First he  pleaded that we get married because he missed me and that he changed but when i  say no, all he said was, "Then I guess you can forget about me helping out in any med fees. Aku nak tlg kau kau tk nk kan. Aku nak nikah ngn kau kau jual mahal kan. so kau gi settle sendiri" (I wanted to help you, you didn't want it. I wanted to marry you, you didn't want it. So you want to play hard to get, then you can settle your own medical bills alone!). So extremely rude, really. I told him that HELP doesn't only come by wedding me. That was not HELP. Help can be  shown in other ways, like helping me w the med bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nvr heard from him again for the next one week but the following, his  mum called me and started screaming at me. she told me and my dad that I was  a pompan rolling and tht my ex and his design friends all did me at the  same time and that the baby's real dad is unknown. Lagi biadap yg nie. I was  startled and offended by that accusation that my dad said, "If that's what really happen, then I am dragging your son and his friends to the court for  having sex w a girl who was only 15(i was already 16 at that point of time, da bday. hahah)". That made him so scared that he admitted that he was the only  one and that he was sorry but my dad has decided that sorry alone, wasn't  enough to pay of the bills and of course, what he has done. All that heart ache  back to back, was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 3 and a half years now. I gave birth to a beautiful  baby boy alone on a special date. Although I gave him up for adoption, the scars  on my body serves as a reminder to me how hellish it was to have loved someone  so much, be crushed by it and bore the child in your stomach alone.  Sometimes, when I look back, I ponder, what was it like if I were to marry him, not  having to go through the same heart ache of missing my son and wondering how my  son is now and living in Australia with him? But sometimes, I also wonder, if I've done that, would I be here  now where I graduated with an Advanced Diploma in a course I've always loved,  having the career of my dreams, dating someone who is worth my all and living  in the country that I've always wanted to? If I'd marry that wretch off, would I  be here, typing this entry for the world of young teens to know that  strength is the most beautiful thing a woman can possess and once you empower it,  nothing can stop you from doing what you've always believed in and what you  think is right for no one else, but YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone wants to be in the IN crowd during their growing up  years. I know everyone want something to remember about in their sec sch life  because that's the best part of your life. But pls remember to see things in the  long run if you wanna make a choice. Ending up being pregnant alone and not  having to see your baby after that is, to me, the suckiest thing a woman can  ever go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, SORRY PANJANG SNGT! XOXO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; : wooo... miss&lt;b&gt; ENOT&lt;/b&gt; enjoy reading this story of your Miss. All the advices and critics are all hidden in your post and miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; won't say much. But I am so proud of you to be able to pull through in this tight situation. Not most woman out there is as tough as you. I hope, it would be a lesson learned for you, me and others. Thank You Miss!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;By the way, did that nurse really said in that manner, that is extremely rude though. You can file a complaint. *Laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-1354277622463090640?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1354277622463090640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/womans-strength-long-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1354277622463090640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1354277622463090640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/womans-strength-long-post.html' title='A woman&apos;s strength (Long Post)'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6821719093818075172</id><published>2010-03-29T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:24:50.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn Between</title><content type='html'>From : ____________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent&amp;nbsp; : 25 March 2010 01:48AM&lt;br /&gt;To &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I've read , all about the bad side of guys .&lt;br /&gt;Motors ,  irresponsibility , and the ability to take care of more than one lady at  a time .&lt;br /&gt;But it's not only guys who can be story told about .&lt;br /&gt;I  want to share about my experience , with my girlfriend and my  ex-girlfriend .&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully , it'll be something interesting to read . So here it goes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll  start with my ex-girlfriend (SB) .&lt;br /&gt;I was just chilling with my  members as per usual , when my friend asked me for my phone as he wanted  to text this friend of his . Thought nothing about it , so I just  handed it to him . Turns out that he was actually texting a girl . Since I was single  and wasn't contacting anyone then , I asked him to ask that friend of  his if she had any available friends . And that was when I got to know  'SB' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started texting since June 2008 . We were just normal friends ,  and gradually , the text messages reduced till we didn't contact at all ,  since she was dating another guy at that time . In August , I got  attached for a week or two before being dumped for another guy . Then  again in September , I got attached to another girl , who turned out to  have more than one OTHER boyfriend . So since I had nobody else to text ,  I starting texting SB again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in end-October , I met her for the first time . We managed to sit  down and chat , and that was when my friends and I started to think that  she had it all . She wasn't that bad , just average-looking . Since she  wasn't seeing anyone . My friends told me to go for it , and I started  going out with her . She was sweet , innocent , always good to me . She  did show care for me , but a little too much . I thought that it  couldn't be so bad , sadly it did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We officially got attached in March 2009 after months of knowing her  . That was when she started to change. She controlled me like we're  already married . My friends said that it's just the starting of the  relationship , so it's usual . She made me go home by 8 . She had to  know how many sticks I smoked . Who I met , and Where I slacked that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kept on getting worse . She encouraged (more of forced) me to quit  smoking . She didn't let me to spend the night out with my friends .  That was when I started to get sick of her . I tried to avoid her , but  we managed to make it to 2nd month . Take note that by the time all the  control kicked in , it was barely one month .&lt;br /&gt;But one day , she went out with her friends , so I thought it'll be okay  . The next day she left me because she said she couldn't stand with my  stubborn attitude .&lt;br /&gt;Turns out when she was out , a guy asked her for  her number and they started contacting there and then .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck , that's the past . I leave it to fate to take control of  what's going to happen to SB .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about my current  girlfriend (PG) .&lt;br /&gt;There was history about me and her in the past .&lt;br /&gt;So  I'll start in August 2009 . We bumped into each other in the bus and we  exchanged numbers , since both were single . Started texting , she  seemed really nice . So we started slacking together , as she lived near  where I slack and because we both just do that to kill time .&lt;br /&gt;Eventually , we got together , 19August 2009 . It seemed fast , but she  seemed right for me . However , things had been hard on me.&lt;br /&gt;We often  get into fights , mostly about the silliest and most redundant things .  The only difference between me and her when we're fighting is , she  shows her temper , but I don't . I always have been that way .&lt;br /&gt;I rarely fight back , but unfortunately , when I do , it's much more  worse than her , and ever since I did , I've been trying my best to hold  it in .&lt;br /&gt;When she's angry , I don't feel her there . It's as if it's  someone else . Cursing me , hurling vulgarities at me . Often , it makes  me want to give up . But I know that it's all about she's angry at that  point of time .&lt;br /&gt;But it has happened alot of times already .&lt;br /&gt;My friends advise me to  stay patient and focus on the love as it's the only thing that is  anger-blind .&lt;br /&gt;Yet it doesn't seem fair to me that I've to go through  all this . Even her parents tell her to stop talking to me that way ,  but it doesn't work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story ; I don't have any . It's subjective . Up to you  readers to decide what you've learnt from what's written .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ENOT&lt;/span&gt; : Maybe you should sit down and talk/discuss about this to her. But miss ENOT pray hard that you and your current gf will be just fine. When you don't like the attitude/character of a person, maybe you should accost (in a good manner though), rather than keeping quiet. He/She will know nothing on how you felt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6821719093818075172?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6821719093818075172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/torn-between.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6821719093818075172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6821719093818075172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/torn-between.html' title='Torn Between'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8489753960639651361</id><published>2010-03-28T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:11:34.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why choose two instead of one?</title><content type='html'>Why Mat wants to have two instead of one? I always wondered why my ex-Mats prefer to have another girl when he is with me when i am always faithful, or at least trying the very best to be faithful. People always said 'the more the merrier' and our parents have always cultivated the habit for us to actually learn to share whatever we have with our friends or partner, but is it fair to play share in love too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask my Mat friend, Why must a Mat cheat on his girl.. he gave me a few pointers that really shocks me, at least shoot straight like a marksman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point number 1: Im still not satisfied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the explaination given, he told me that they just wanna compete within their friends to show whom could have the most girls number or just friends. This stupid competition between Mat has been going around for eons. God knows when will it stops. Examples of things that they will never be satisfied off are sex,money, care and love, and just the thrill out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point number 2: We are beast, We are ego, We are greedy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is totally linked up to point number 1. Mats dont want to leave their g because they think if the find one more girl, they get these 'things' from two girls, See.. didn't i told you people. The more the merrier. Well, Mats like these are greedy coz they are just born that way. These Mats can never be satisfied with what they have with the current girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point number 3: Rebound, less heartbreak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Cupid remembered to sympathise the women these Mats are with, they will make the relationship fall apart by using their evil-wrecking arrow. And when these cases happen to Mats, the are all ready for the counterback, Thats when the 'other girl' come to the picture. That is what we call spare tyre. These are what they call life saviours. It will save them from the heartpain if they choose not to have one while having a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can see, these pointers are just like a cycle. It will go around and around, it will just link up to one another. The main point here is there, is there really such a phrase where people all around the world have always been believing in: The more the merrier and sharing is caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaahh, i rather not say much. Ader otak hor, pikir lah. So Panas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;typicalMATsays owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Peluk Cium Peluk Cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8489753960639651361?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8489753960639651361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-choose-two-instead-of-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8489753960639651361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8489753960639651361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-choose-two-instead-of-one.html' title='Why choose two instead of one?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-114136644145681579</id><published>2010-03-27T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:38:17.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club</title><content type='html'>For previous post, minah selenge focused on the mats. This time minah selenge wants to change target which is to minahs pulak. I just want to be fair since mats' views are welcome for now. Anyway, for this time minah selenge nk ckp pasal commotion between couples. It affects all ages, by the way. Actually, it is tips of how to handle the mats. But I tell you beforehand that this post is not about how to queen control. It is too possessive of the mats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the happiest couples have blow-ups. But the secret to minimizing drama is knowing how to raise your gripes and focus on the solution. When to stay and talk... And when to say buh-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fight #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You annoyed he never tells you anything and seems to have turned shrugging and grunting into an all-encompassing language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before you crack it: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timing is everything so pay attention to when he's most relaxed and choose that time to start your conversation. Never bring up relationship issues or ask deep questions when he's falling asleep, in a bad mood, or if he hasnt eaten. If he doesnt open up, tell him the need to communicate if he wants to keep you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tip for the road:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men and women communicate differently and there's no point wasting time getting frustrated. Ultimately, you need to figure the best way to communicate with your guy and love him for who he is, including his flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fight #2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a serious flirt-a-holic, practicing his charm skills on anyone or anything (oldies and inanimate objects are included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before you crack it:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Its hard to force anyone to change their behaviour, but in the case try reminding him of how he'd feel if you were constantly flirting with other guys. Dont play games or try to teach him a lesson by coming onto his mates, just remind him how hurt he would be if you behaved the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tip for the road:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go after the type of guy you want and if its meant to be he wont knowingly make you feel insignificant. Try to remember the rasons whu you fell for him in the first place - like because he was fun and playful - and keep loving for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIGHT OR FLIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember there's a difference between the occasional tiff and constant conflict. If your mat is making you feel insecure, lonely or misunderstood, it's probably time to give him the boot. If you've tried talking to him and he doesnt change then he's not worth any more of your time. Dont be afraid to take control and stand up for what you want and deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Minah selenge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-114136644145681579?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/114136644145681579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/fight-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/114136644145681579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/114136644145681579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/fight-club.html' title='Fight Club'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6931621222537596553</id><published>2010-03-25T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T10:34:53.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CHONEYW%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you been asking this question to yourself recent? In, “what men want?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I did though. Maybe I need to prepare myself before I got hitched. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was doing some surveys on what men want and found some exciting details that I would definitely love to share with TMS avid readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, do you know that some men can’t express what he wants right to your big beautiful eyes? Maybe I could give some details on what some percentage of men want from his laayyyydeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, &lt;b&gt;Men want a fun and exciting female companion&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;From there, you two might have fun chatting about anything under sky. (: That shows how comfortable are you with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, &lt;b&gt;Men want you to support them in their work and boost their confidence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woah. This, I would definitely agree hundred and one percent. Trust me, I know this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Women who understand men, doesn’t put up to this. In other words, support them all the way up, and in return, they will definitely to the same to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Third, &lt;b&gt;Men want you to listen to them and treat them with respect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For once, if you had a tiff with each other, maybe you should just kept quiet instead and listen to his nagging. Just hush yourself and everything would be okay. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last, but not least…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Men need private time, to unwind, to engage in sports and hobbies, and to spend time with other men.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe that if we are being too clinging to them 24/7, I am sure they would get easily bored and disgusted. I am not saying all men, but yes there are a few out there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Relax baby, let them have the wings to fly for awhile. Well, if its time to go home, make sure they listen to you. (:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In case you are not all thrilled and excited with the lists, maybe you want something like “What woman wants man to want?” *Laugh*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well this idea to actually understand men out there and do that, maybe, you could get along well with them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok boys, I wont leave you out in wanting know your lady.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, &lt;b&gt;Women want a man to be confident. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would definitely want this. If he isn’t, how will he have the confident to come up to me and says, “Will you marry me?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, &lt;b&gt;Women want a man who makes her feel like she's the only one. Women go nuts over a man who will go the extra mile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And of course, I would go head over heels with kind of man. Remember ladies; treasure the person who will always go the extra mile for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Third, &lt;b&gt;Women want loyal men. Women want to know you will be faithful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I believe, both women and men don’t want to be cheated. For once, be faithful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t go around telling your woman, how you cheated your ex. WALAOWEI! That’s the worst thing you could ever do.&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You gain respect through consistent committed action. The key to faithfulness comes from your inner side of you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fourth, &lt;b&gt;Women LOVE a man with a plan.&amp;nbsp;Women love men with ambition.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And for god sake, where are we going??” Have you been saying this line a few times when you out with your men. Well, I do. It is so frustrating to be always planning. Sometimes, you just need them to plan, not about outings, but about anything. Make the plans, make the decision. In dating, it is extremely important that you have a plan when you ask a woman out. Think ahead, make a plan, and WORK that plan out baby! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last, but not least…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Women want men who offer a sense of security, to know that her partner will be there if she becomes sick or when she grows old or flabby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And of course, if he’s going to be my partner in crime for life, he has to give be that sense of security that he will always be there for me. Giving a woman security is being there through emotional and physical support. Again, this is about being able to rely in your strength of character.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So now, we have both sides of stories. We both need to share in the responsibilities with each other to build a good and healthy relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enjoy reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6931621222537596553?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6931621222537596553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6931621222537596553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6931621222537596553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/needs.html' title='The Needs'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-1120647364041950599</id><published>2010-03-23T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:22:35.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is at fault‏</title><content type='html'>From: _____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="PresenceContainer"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;Sent:&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;21 March 2010 23: 16PM&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;To: &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Names Have Been Changed)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah and I were friends since primary school. We were in the same  class since Primary 1. After PSLE, we even went to the same secondary  although we were in different streams. I was in the Express stream while  she was in the Normal Academic.&amp;nbsp;Nevertheless we remain close friends.  We &amp;nbsp;share each other secrets like sisters. After our &amp;nbsp;O levels and N  levels respectively, we went to find for temporary jobs. I was so happy  that Sarah manage to be promoted to Secondary 5. We were then working at  this retail outlet. So went Sarah started her new school term, i was  still working while waiting for my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where it all started, i got to know Jay(name  is change also). Like me Jay was also waiting for his O levels results.  As we will both the same age, Jay and me got closer. We  &amp;nbsp;became&amp;nbsp;officially&amp;nbsp;a couple. I&amp;nbsp;didn't forget about Sarah. Sometimes  Sarah would tag along when me and Jay went out together.And  Jay&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;mind at all.&amp;nbsp;Upon receiving our O levels result, Jay and me  got into the same&amp;nbsp;Junior&amp;nbsp;College. I was so happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the time i was with Jay, everything was  sweet. He will always fetch me from my block and we would go to school  together.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;i argue with Jay, Sarah would be the one who ask me  to forgive him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two years, i got my A levels result. My  parents wanted me to continue my studies overseas in accounting.So  i&amp;nbsp;obliged. I ask a break from Jay not because i&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;love him anymore  but i have never believe in long-distance&amp;nbsp;relationship. Jay was angry  with my decision and didn't want the break up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much argument, i left Singapore while still  attached to him. He says he will wait for me. I was thinking at that  point of time, i would be the stupidest girl to let him go. But i was  dead wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah says she will keep an eye on him for me. Well  during the few months, we would write and webcam with each other. But  after the first year i was overseas, the time he have for me grew lesser  and lesser. He say he was busy with school and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To cut the story short, after my three year stint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  came back to Singapore. &amp;nbsp;I was really happy to see him in the airport  to welcome me back but Sarah was nowhere to be found. But he look  crestfallen. I ask him why but no&amp;nbsp;response.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While i was  in States for 3 years, i was an idiot to wait for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Upon reaching home, the truth came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All  the sweet talks were nothing, Jay and Sarah got together the first year  i left. Jay told me that he is sorry and he wanted me back. He say that  he was taking Sarah just as a&amp;nbsp;substitute&amp;nbsp;for me. I was like "what the  **** are u saying??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah is my&amp;nbsp;best friend&amp;nbsp;and you got the guts to say  all this to me. Another surprise slap me in the face at that very same day,  Sarah came to my house and said "&lt;b&gt;Bitch, you left him and now u are back,  u want him is it? Who is going to be&amp;nbsp;responsible for the baby that is  growing inside my tummy&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;control&amp;nbsp;myself&amp;nbsp;and gave Jay a big  tight slap across his face. I ran out of my parents house crying so  badly.All this while when i am not in Singapore they were having each  other for company. Two person who is not&amp;nbsp;related&amp;nbsp;to me by blood and i  would risk my life for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;going to the places where me,Sarah and  Jay use to hang out.Asking myself who to blame but i guess until now i  got no answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;contact Sarah or Jay  after that. I am sad that my&amp;nbsp;friendship with Sarah have to end that way.  But at the same time my praises to God that it happen before Jay and I  got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i am waiting for my big day at the end of the  year with someone by the name Zul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; : For sure, its NOT your fault my dear. THUMBS UP to you la darling that you managed to overcome this obstacles. Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; pray for that you and your future husband, a long lasting relationship. NVM Sarah, she's not worth to be sad about though. I mean, she got chick to say those words in your OWN home.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, it has been hard for you all this years, give a yourself a pat on the back, that you are actually proud of yourself to overcome this miseries and now, waiting for a your big day ahead.&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/5303621377761796216-1120647364041950599?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1120647364041950599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-is-at-fault.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1120647364041950599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1120647364041950599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-is-at-fault.html' title='who is at fault‏'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4423513007380497723</id><published>2010-03-22T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:32:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Behalf</title><content type='html'>I, Miss&lt;b&gt; ENOT&lt;/b&gt;, would personally like to apologize to all of our TMS readers if any entries that had been posted out doesnt interest any one of you and also the opinions gave by me, hurt any one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the confused girl, who had shared her story, i thanked you so much to actually come out to us, to share your problems. In other words, do take a litte advice from what Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; had said previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; says, I am being appointed to actually help the owner to keep the blog updated. Any stories that had been emailed to us, we would like to share with the other readers. Same goes to the other two that had been appointed. We are just doing our job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any problems, questions, queries or just anything, maybe you, our lovable readers would like to voice out by emailing TMS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, we accept any kinds of comments, be it critics or praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt; will now then have a little discussion with the owner myself to actually make TMS better as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep the stories coming in right dearies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4423513007380497723?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4423513007380497723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-behalf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4423513007380497723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4423513007380497723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-behalf.html' title='On Behalf'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7309215046098658174</id><published>2010-03-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:23:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BY HIGH DEMAND</title><content type='html'>ATTENTION ALL&amp;nbsp;READERS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, we often hear stories from minah about mats. but now with&amp;nbsp;e green light by the owner, we welcome all story about minahs too. even though our url says&lt;strong&gt; typicalmatsays&lt;/strong&gt; is obviously abt mats, why not we know what mistake we have done in the relationship from the mats' view. on simple note, things to be shared for all. it may come to debate &amp;amp; unsatisfactory to some but it is a thought from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;DIFFERENT PEOPLE HAVE DIFFERENT ASPECT OF OBSERVING.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;♥, Minah Selenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7309215046098658174?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7309215046098658174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-high-demand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7309215046098658174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7309215046098658174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-high-demand.html' title='BY HIGH DEMAND'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-5400033623378074345</id><published>2010-03-19T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:28:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nak kate attached , tap feeling2 single‏</title><content type='html'>From:                              &lt;span id="PresenceContainer"&gt;                                          &lt;img id="P___580187572" style="display: none;" webimdisplaystyle="inline" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;______________________&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;Sent:&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;18 March 2010 21: 52PM&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;To: &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.co&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;m&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , tengok korang share story pon macam best so I decided to share my  story jugak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu , I ad kenal nan nie matrep , A , through my  friend lah ble kte lepak . He flirted with me but I didn't fell for him  at first . Lepas kte dh lepak semue baru I fell for him lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  kte same sekolah cume tak selalu nampak each other . Then a few times  kte nampak each other , I smile . Be die senyum balek , I pun happy lah .  Sape lah tak happy kalau orang die suke senyum kan ? Hehe . I lepak nan  die on June be baru dapat tau name die on October , sedih kan ? Hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On  October , die message I lah then I reply . Part tu I tengah contact nan  laki nie , kte almost stead lah tap at last tak because I jatuh cinte  pat si A nie . Kawan si laki yg I tengah contact time tu sot nan I pasal  I pilih A instead of kawan die lah . I pun buat bodoh and sanggop  tinggalkan kawan die . Kawan die pon benci I , tap i tak kesah and tetap  nak dengan si A nie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me for stead a few times tap I  asyik ckp , " tatau " . DIe pon ngadu nan kawan I lah . I pon buat bodoh  sahaje . Be die tunggu I nye birthday . Die mintak on birthday I , and I  pun accept . Dah gtu . Lepas kte stead , kte jumpe 1 kali aje .  Pathetic kan ? Padahal kte tinggal tempat same , Jurong . Satu bus aje  kene naik untok jumpe each other tap die pon tak make the effot lah kan  untok datang snie jumpe I . I sedih . I ngadu pat jiran I yang die  berubah eversince kte together . Dulu die slalu make the effort to come  all the way here untuk jumpe I be sekarang dah tak . Die dulu slalu  antar I alek , sekarang tak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dulu pon die slalu check I  nye phone be marah I ble I contact nan&amp;nbsp; laki laen . Tap lepas stead  teros dh tak . Hati I pecah lah kan . Nk kate attached , tap feeling  sngle . Be kte nye 1 month anniversary die tak wish I , I nye hati lag  pecah . Sape tak sedih kalau mataeh terlupe anniversary ? Ble tanye ,  die cakap die tunggu I message die dulu . Banyak alasan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu  kali nie kawan I nak lepak nan die and kawan2 die sekejap . I pon okay  go sahaje lah since mataeh I ad . Check2 ble die sampai , die salam I  cam kawan biase salam , bukan mataeh . Be ble I bobal nan kawan I&amp;nbsp;, die  cakap kat kawan die " Eh kau ad dgr org bobal tak ? " . Perangai sial  kann ? I tetap stay nan die pasal I sayangkan die punye pasal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh  terlupe nak cakap . Die nie nak katekan hot jugak lah , senang attract  attention perempuan . Dulu die blang I die pernh timer lah kan so tatau  skrg maseh timer tak .&amp;nbsp;Die ad contact nan enemy I ble I dengan die .  Darah I naik tap I takd proof lah so I diamkan sahaje . Ble I g Malacca ,  I suroh die update blog die . End up , die suroh si chibai tu updatekan  die . Perangai sial nie chibai&amp;nbsp; Dah tau laki tu att maseh nk flirt .  Then 3 days after kte nye anni , die tanye kalau I maseh sayangkan die  and stuffs&amp;nbsp;. I pun keluarkan lah pasal si chibai nie be die try to deny .  End up , die message I ckp " u sng kate kte break sudah u kate u syg i  but u prngi cam gnie " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pun wondering lah eh ape I buat sampai  I perangai . Die tu yang perangai .&amp;nbsp; Then this year , I ad stead nan  satu laki nie , B , pasal I nak lupekan die . I dh penat tunggukan die ,  cube all tactics untuk menangkan hati die balek tap gagal . So in order  to lupekan die , I pun stead nan laki laen lah . A dapat tau , die  cakap pat I suroh berubah blog I pasal blog I semue pasal die lah . Abe I  kate nanti&amp;nbsp;, teros die kate " MATAEH KAU SAK " . I pun geram I berubah  sket lah . Padahal dlm hati I maseh sayangkan die . Die benci I pasal I  stead nan B . Then got one time kte terserempak lah be sedare I cakap  die maki I , no wonder lah kawan die dh senyum2 pat I . I pun tanak si A  nie benci I so I berubah perangai I terhadap B and I tunggu die mintak I  break . Atlast&amp;nbsp;, kte break . Smpi skrg I tetap tunggu kan die .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  think I should still wait for him ? Would appreciate kalau korang give I  suggestions (:&lt;br /&gt;Continue updating &lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;P/s: Its a lil hard for me to give you some advice as I did not fully understand what you are trying to project. But one thing that i learn from your story is for you not to be so petty. I am sure that you felt proud to be a girlfriend of the hottest guy in school. but You cant simply date another guy, just to forget the previous guy. It wont help my dear. But till now, u are still in love with him right? though you had date other guys. And about the anniversary thing, being in a relationship for just a month makes me think that you are one girl who falls in love so easily. Don't mind him, for not wishing you. Its not important to him anyway. If it does, you are just a phone call away. Think about it my dear. Go explore new people. There's numerous guys out there. To Miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Enot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;, he's just not treating you right. So go far far far away from him. Laki macam gini, lipat mcm bola, pastu tendang jauh2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5400033623378074345?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5400033623378074345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/nak-kate-attached-tap-feeling2-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5400033623378074345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5400033623378074345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/nak-kate-attached-tap-feeling2-single.html' title='Nak kate attached , tap feeling2 single‏'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6968101684985667691</id><published>2010-03-15T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:02:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat player ader difference ker?</title><content type='html'>Nie part ramai yang nak tau, confusing ker tak eh being together with this kind of species? hah! well, let me answer that question for all of you, memang susah giler nak mampos. Kenape? well, pasal they have a lot of tricks up their sleeves and of course not every single on of you know each and every single of them right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just open your eyes...You may already know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trusting relationship between two people never makes one person feel insecure and on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;A Mat that loves you unconditionally takes pleasure in showing you how he feels, because he receives the same from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way your&amp;nbsp;Mat looks at you, talks to you alone and around others, reveals how he truly feels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Action does speak louder than words.&lt;/div&gt;If he never brings you around his friends, family or job, you should ask him why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some&amp;nbsp;Mat don't want to reveal until they are sure that she is the one. However, there is nothing wrong with saying, this is my friend. Kawan, kadang-kadang tuh ader 'ouch' habis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau Mat korang nie have a few of these characteristic, nie lah antara signal-signal yang paling obvious Mat korang tuh player or hot stuff habis (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Mat is too busy or macam takda time nak chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;Letak lah cerita yang he is currently serving his NS and he seems to be always busy at work. Okay kenapa NS? NS nie orang kate time and masa kegemilangan budak budak lelaki lah hor, so this is the time when most of them 'ulat bulu naik daun'. The normal reason that the Mat will give you is that 'you, i ader call' ; 'you, my encik ader' ; 'nanti call balik, i ngah buat petrolling'. etc. Memang boleh caye at times, but when this seems to be happen too often, aiyoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Alaah, tak important lah. Battery dah nak flat, tuh sebab kena silent.&lt;br /&gt;Well babes, this tricks korang mesti pon dah pernah pakai kan? Macam kite jugak, they just wanna have fun. Macam thrilling lah kan pasal they have more than two girls at one go. Macam mane tak nak kena caught, make sure hp silent, so when his phone vibrates pon, you won't be able to hear. i guess most of us tried this trick before, coz i did for sure *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. Suddenly has lots of friends in need of his help.&lt;br /&gt;"alamak you, my abang sedara suruh tolong angkat barang urh!" - "Mak i suruh hantar de pi keje, i tk leh amek you" - "My sis mintak tolong urh you, teman de pi town." etc. The reason will continue without an actual fullstop. Sendiri mau pikir lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4. If you question his where about he turns the tables on you.&lt;br /&gt;Nie part byk mat yang pernah nak date i, pernah try their luck by doing this trick. They will ask you the same exact question when you ask about their whereabouts and with who they are out with.&amp;nbsp; Urrgghh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. Lies!!!! Forgets the lies eventually and tells you that you must not remember what de cakap&lt;br /&gt;Yang korang mcm gundu kan, pergilah dengar semua alphabet and 123 stories the Mat nak bilang. Skalii time tgh bebual kan, si Mat player ni lupe de peh storyline. Abeh kite nie, mcm bodoh, dgr jer without any hesistation in the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some other traits of a Mat player:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You try to get a hold of him and he is unavailable at night or on the weekend. Or he waits hours to get back with you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mat nie mcm genie.. part korang ader duit kan or time pay day mesti timbul nyer for this&amp;nbsp;four things: Sex, money, good time, food. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does he get defensive if you call him out on his flirting or disappearing acts? Tak boleh accept kalau kena sindir sikit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He will always ask you about your hottest girlfriend that you hang out with. Somehow this will be connected in alot of ways in the future&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;OWNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6968101684985667691?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6968101684985667691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-player-or-mat-hot-stuff-ader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6968101684985667691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6968101684985667691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-player-or-mat-hot-stuff-ader.html' title='Mat player ader difference ker?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-5350738942102734430</id><published>2010-03-13T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T13:53:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak boleh for you, boleh for me.</title><content type='html'>*take a very deep breathe* wow, it's been so long since i blog in here. Work has been taking up my time for my very own space and also you people. Lets not side track. I'm here today because i have a &lt;em&gt;SO PANAS&lt;/em&gt; news for you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my girlfriends will be talking about how their boyfriend is, and how they treated them and so one day this gf of mine told me this (with the damn you asshole look) : Aku menyampah siak ngan jantan sial nie. YES, out of the blue. So i asked her, kau dah kenape? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was when the story flows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gf: Aku bosan lah dgn laki aku, perangai mangkuk per. Ade de ckp ngan aku de pi swimming?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Swimming kat mane? Jurong eh? Syoik per main slide.&lt;br /&gt;Gf: No, He is at Yio Chu Kang nyer swimming pool.. De buat lap training lah for stamina. &lt;br /&gt;Me: ouh, okay lah per.. yang kau nak marah-marah asal?&lt;br /&gt;Gf: kau bilang aku urh, dgr2 swim dari kol 10am sampai kol 5 tak tau nak reply aku peh msg?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Call urh?&lt;br /&gt;Gf: Haram tak angkat. byk de peh swimming! dah perangai balik urh ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to keep my mouth shut and listen to her story. After listening to the story i came to a point where i realise somethings in life are just meant to be that way and thats why you call human nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 5 MAJOR things that a Mat can do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be in contact with another girl without telling the girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;2) Go out for late night supper with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;3) Just plan out a last minute clubbing session with friends and lie through their teeth by saying they wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;4) He can join in alamak and admin that he is single.&lt;br /&gt;5) He can check you handphone which includes your contacts and messages and delete them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 5 MAJOR things that a Minah CANNOT do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be in contact with another guy, sometimes even the own guyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;2) Must be home at least by 2am latest. No more later or perang besar!&lt;br /&gt;3) Wanna go clubbing, the Mat must follow. No dancing with another person at the dancefloor.&lt;br /&gt;4) No chatting online and if possible must delete all the contacts in the cyberworld.&lt;br /&gt;6) Not allowed to touch or even look at the Mat's hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these factors are basically the main point of where signs of a failing relationship is about to happen. This factors are to put into consideration everytime you guys fight or argue. As all of you all know the laws of 80-20. Most things on earth works this way: 20 percent of the cause is affecting the 80 percent of the problem. In another way, you need to find the first main cause which is the 20% and solve them thus the other 80% of the problem will vanish like that. So now you get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when i read back the factors that i just typed out, i serious wonder one hell of a thing: what if the tables are turn and the girls just love to be on top of their Mat's? Will the world eventually comes to an end? hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;OWNER typicalMATsays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5350738942102734430?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5350738942102734430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tak-boleh-for-you-boleh-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5350738942102734430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5350738942102734430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tak-boleh-for-you-boleh-for-me.html' title='Tak boleh for you, boleh for me.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-5299086782506124173</id><published>2010-03-12T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:53:26.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept the facts right</title><content type='html'>before hand, my language have been a reason why i deleted the previous post. with the sense of responsibility of this blog, i try to find a topic&amp;nbsp;to talk about&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; will be on my very&amp;nbsp;best to be 'no grammar error' or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;relationships can be complicated and hard to understand for any of us, no matter how old we are. Ask most men and they'll all agree that understanding women is hard, this has always been an old joke, but men are just as hard for women to understand too. all couples will definitely have rows with each other and tat consists of irritational behaviour..&amp;nbsp; these are not meant for mats only, at times minahs have this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being late &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personal hygiene &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being criticised in public &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amount of time spent on personal interests rather than with partner &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amount of time spent getting ready &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choice of clothes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food issues - including dieting, table manners and faddiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i think you will agree much or less about this, right?? but why we cant accept the facts the bad or the worse of someone? isit because we are jealous of someone else having the better ones? for myself, i can agree abt that. but im mostly agree on we r doing this for the sake of our loved ones. for instance,&amp;nbsp;we, girls, spend&amp;nbsp;hours of dolling up &amp;amp; want to look pretty for our partner.&amp;nbsp;as for the guys lak, drg pakai so.... selekeh nk mampos. &lt;em&gt;mcm exaggerating sgt la pulak.&lt;/em&gt; perhaps i can put it in this way, they wear as simple as t-shirt &amp;amp; jeans or even with slipper. kn selekeh nama nye. but to their eyes, they want to be simple as can be. what do guys think when we make a huge fuss abt all tis things??&amp;nbsp;they think we are being snobbish isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guys out there might request their partner to wear simple when kluar sama2. okay..&amp;nbsp;for sure&amp;nbsp;we listen to them right?? &lt;em&gt;sayang punye pasal katakn...&lt;/em&gt; but i give u two scenarios after u listen to yr guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you went out with your girlfriends and you r wearing super nice. &lt;em&gt;yela.. ngan kwn, we must dress up well.&lt;/em&gt; while you are out having fun, yr bf call &amp;amp; ask for last minute&amp;nbsp;meetup. &lt;em&gt;kalau guy mintak jumpe mesti nk kn? &lt;/em&gt;then, when u meet him, he asked you so many questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;why you wear so nice ni? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;melawa utk sape?? utk jantan lain ehh? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kluar ngan kwn ke kluar ngan jantan lain??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scenario 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you &amp;amp; yr guy are roaming arnd in the shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yr guy:&lt;/strong&gt; ehh! u tgk pompan tu. dia nye dressing lawa ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you:&lt;/strong&gt; huh! dulu i kai lawa2 utk u, you ask me to dress as simple as can be. ape u&amp;nbsp;bual2 ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see.. what guys are thinking nowadays? when we are grooming for them, they asked you to dress so simple&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; when we dress as what they asked to, they looked at other guys. they always say girls are always fickled. then how abt them? are their mind fix to make&amp;nbsp;a decision?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Minah Selenge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5299086782506124173?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5299086782506124173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/accept-facts-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5299086782506124173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5299086782506124173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/accept-facts-right.html' title='Accept the facts right'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-326672120410002558</id><published>2010-03-11T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:28:54.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMS Reader: Not only MATS who hurt the MINAHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;11 March 2010 22: 43PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there TMS.&lt;br /&gt;I never fail to passby this blog everytime i uses the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I love reading this blog alot.&lt;br /&gt;And i have been reading all the comments those readers gave to TMS.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that actually not only the MATS yg buat perangai.. But it can also be the MINAH..&lt;br /&gt;And i agreed. Because i myself have bastard my own mat.&lt;br /&gt;So here i am going to share to you people, TMS &amp;amp; readers about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been with this mat for 3 yrs. We got to know each other when we got into the same school. We became friends, and soon, lovers. Both liked each other, but he made the first move. So i accepted his love because i really find him suitable for me and i know that he can take good care of me and won't play with my feelings. And it's true.&amp;nbsp;So yeah,&amp;nbsp;At first, everything went well. We were like the Sweetest couple ever. Our friends told us that they really wish to be like us. Sweet &amp;amp; faithful to each other. After about 5 mnths with him, he wanted to make love. So yeah, he is the guy that made me lost my V. We did it when he wants it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until about 1 yr plus going to be 2 yrs, i started to feel like JELAK ngn my mat ni. So my attitude, behaviour towards him all changed. I started to contact with other guys. My ex, guys from friendster and stuffs. I met other guys behind his back. And by doing all this, my love for my mat will continue to fade. He asked me why i've changed alot but i just ignored him and make him hurt more so that he will break-up with me. Because i know, it's hard for him to leave me. I tried my very best to make him hate me. But i failed. No matter what happens, he still wants to be with me. It's not because of my body that make him don't want to leave me. It's true. I know him well. If it's true he's just going&amp;nbsp;after my body, why won't he go and contact with other girls. Why the hell he sanggop buat ape2 for me. Why when i asked him to stop drinking, he stopped. Why when i asked him to stay at home and don't follow his friends go ton, he stayed at home &amp;amp; otp with me the whole night. Can see from there right that he truly loves me. He have once told me that out of all his ex, he loved me the most. Because the way i care for him, the way i comfort him when he's down, the way i layan him, all different from his ex. And that is why he loved me most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, after all what he have done for me, this is what i gave him in return. He caught me contacting with other guys a number of times. Still, he loves me &amp;amp; be patient. But me,&amp;nbsp;just do what i want and don't care about his feelings, still didn't change my attitude. There's one time he caught me again contacting wit another guy when i'm at his house, watching TV &amp;amp; that guy texted me. He pulled me out of his house and he let out all his feelings. He told me that his mom already loved me and accepted me as her son's gf and trusted me. He told me that his heart really breaks into pieces and feel like breaking-up with me but he think twice and be patient towards me. But after he waste his energy crying his heart out for me, i told him to just leave me and go find a new girl that's better than me. He cried more and punched the wall a number of times because he really doesn't want to lose me. I know how he feels. Sad, angry, stressed, all in his feelings. I stopped him and i told him that i loved him and will not do it again. He stopped and he hugged me. He trusted me and believed that i can change for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few months, i started to contact with other guys again. After about sometime, i quarelled with him about something that makes me really mad. And that was the first time he lay his hands on me. He slapped me hard on my face. I got really mad and i told him that i really don't want him to be my bf anymore. I told him to leave me right that minute. And this time, it's me who told him that i've been contacting with other guy behind his back. I told him because i just want to hurt his feelings more. I told him i loved that guy. I told him my feelings for him has faded and not even 1% left. He cried. He cried and he told me that if that is what i want and will make me happy, he will let me have what i want. He promised not to bother me anymore after he got his last hug from me. At that point of time, i really regretted what i've done. I felt what he felt. I hate myself more than i hate my own enemy. I really don't know what to do at that point of time. I begged for his forgiveness and begged to give me another one LAST chance.&amp;nbsp;I know if can, he still wants me to be with him. But because of what i've said to him earlier, his heart really breaks into pieces and i can sense that it's hard for him to accept me back. I told him that now is his decision. I let him decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, i recieved a text message from him. He said that he forgive me and willing to give me another one last chance. I'm so happy to read that text message and i straight away called him. He is still crying when i talked to him otp. But then, he stopped when i say that i promised to stop all this nonsense and be faithful with him. I've break so many promises but he still trusted me. But this time, i successfully kept my words. He also helped me changed my attitude. He took a really good care of me and yeah, i changed alot. I'm the old gf he've known from the start of this relationship. &lt;br /&gt;And now, i really loved him alot and i don't even care about those guys out there. Now, in my heart is only my mat. He's the bestest mat i've ever had. Till now, we are the Happiest Couple (: . Pray hard for us to last long and get married. Hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is a story of myself. I bastard my mat. Not my mat bastard me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And till now, my mat still remains his old self. He did not change a single attitude.&lt;br /&gt;What a good BF i have. Thanks to allah for letting me be with him.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, he's also the guy who must tanggong my maruah. hahas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awwww, this is really a great love story. I can start singing Taylor Swift's Love Story anytime now (: Sebagai chekgoo yang mahir dalam hal-hal cinta, I must say that our reader here has found herself a good catch. Not many Mats are able to do what her Mat has done. Long live kind Mats!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. On the other hand, please treasure your beloves Mats/Minahs before they exit from your lives. True love comes by only once hor!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sekian, Wasalam (Because chekgoos are polite and they respect other people, good or bad),&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chekgoo Bedah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-326672120410002558?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/326672120410002558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tms-reader-not-only-mats-who-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/326672120410002558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/326672120410002558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tms-reader-not-only-mats-who-hurt.html' title='TMS Reader: Not only MATS who hurt the MINAHS'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7783678553227736069</id><published>2010-03-11T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:28:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMS Reader: A Thing People Call Love .‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From: ________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sent: 11 March 2010 02.03AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hello , i've been reading this blog for quite some time , and i really find this interesting . And i've been wanting to share some of my ecperience , but in other words , i wasn't sure of myself . But then again , i think it would be useful , and maybe let out what i feel . Maybe god know's how i feel after letting it out .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was months ago when i went out with this stranger whom i knew at tagged . We msged each other through tagged messages , and then started exchnging e-mails to exchanging numbers . I got my hope on him , as you know girls . Who wouldn't fall for a guy , when that particular guy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;is cute , hot , handsome and etc . I never thught of meeting him till one day , he ask me out . I thought it would be just only the two of us . But it trn out to be a whole lot of company . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wasn't sureof it , but in the end i agreed , as he was 'desperate' on meeting me . We met , with his company , in which i should classify as those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;typical mat reps . His frienfds girlfriends , was hinting me on something in which i find it something fishy . And they keep on saying , 'Ehy , S manerh kau &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;peh pompan ? Minah manerh plk kau mau try ?' But as i was so nervous , and due to my nervousness , i didn't really bother about it . So i ignored and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;carried on like nothing happen . He then ask me to hold hs phone . And somehow , i hold . He said he could check my phone . Cause maybe to him , if he says that i wouldn't be checking his phone . Like as in , ehy mesti dierh taq check kalau aku bagi phone aku , and then dierh taq suspect paper , that kind of thing . But , like other girls , i LOVE to check people's stuff , And when i was browsing , i notice that he ws looking very guilty conscious . So , in order to know why he acted strangely , i continued checking , i saw pictures of him dong uncensored stuff with many girls , And when i ask , he said he&amp;nbsp;edited photoshop . And He evn say some of the pictures , was only his ex . Of course i didn't trust him . If not&amp;nbsp; would be a douchebag if i were to trust him . And , so i played the game along . Check and check , ahh kau , my friend's number appeared calling his phone . Knowing that he had already put down the phone with my friend , i then called my friend .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me&amp;nbsp;; 'Ehy kau kenal S ? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friend ; " Kenal asal ? Kau aderh hal peh dengan dierh ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me ; ' Taqdeh ahh . Dieh dengan kau aderh aperh connection ?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friend ; "Mataer aku lah sial , asal sia kau ? Kau kenal dierh peh ? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me ; " Oh haa , taq aku tengah view org ni nye tagged , abeyh aderh gambar kau . Sweet lah krg , Last long ehy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Harap-harap , kau atau dierh taqdeh siape yang macam sial , maen blkng '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then i hung up , and then knowing that he's attach to my friend .&amp;nbsp;I ask if he know my friend , and he even dared to say this " Eleh tuh pompan sundal , besar peh pukimak . Naq step hotstuff . Sial peh pompan , Dierh busted i siak ! " , I was like , ahh yelah . Macam paham siak ni jantan , mintak kene smack sia . So i ignore . Soon after he keep on having unknown calls . I got irritated snatch his phone and i answer th phone call for him , and said , Ehy , jantan kau besar peh pukimak , dah aderh pompan , bilang dierh taqmo naq step single ahh . Duit kat bank dah banyak sgt sampai taq cukup satu . And he even asked me to go pankenfg with him before i answer the phone call . Jantan cam gini , sumerh macam sial , taq perlu di layan . AndI eventually end of the friendsip giving hima one tight slap straight on his face at esplanade with lots of people watching . And i fel fgood after doing just that , knowing that i've done somthing good , for not only mine but also for his girlfriend . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But luckily for me , i've got back u plans with my girlfriends , so i did not go home alone after that :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td class="ReadMsgHeaderCol1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guys who pretend they're single, who practise reverse psychology should be shot with senapang gajah and left to die. Mana keadilan dunia if EVERYONE step single right? 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tms-reader-thing-people-call-love.html' title='TMS Reader: A Thing People Call Love .‏'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-5530125654948947687</id><published>2010-03-10T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:58:17.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat-mat who just loves to lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is definitely random and hopes nobody would be affected by this post. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mother always says this to me, “kalau da bercinte, die kentut pon, kau ckp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;wangi!” *laugh* and mostly anybody who are in love or in the honeymoon period would agree with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you are so in love with your partner, you might listen to whatever he ask you to do and that is why people says, love is blind. Even when he is lying through his teeth, you can’t even notice. Here are a few scenarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mat yang kononnye SLALU dok uma after work, check2 die klua.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You might be with him for months or even years and you are sure that you know him inside out and you are 100% sure that he wont lie to you about anything. Since he just finished work, you sure that he is tired and since he said don’t call him, as he wants to rest at home. When suddenly, you received a phone call from one of his friends saying he met with an accident! Then you called his mum to inform her and also asked her whether he did he went home after work, and his mum says no. Being like all girlfriends, you went to the scene where he had met an accident there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There you saw him, with another girl at geylang area(where he met an accident).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mat yang claim bujang, check2 da kawin, anak satu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If your mat whom you are dating for almost a month or two, loves to give hints like;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: Can you imagine if we went out with our baby and you pushing the pram? Isn’t it like happy family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You: EH??! Why? You want a child is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: No la! Just imagine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You: why this sudden convo? Don’t tell me you already have a child?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: No no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You: Btw, who’s that baby boy in your profile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: huh?? Oh! My foster’s mother son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And this goes on every time you went on the date with your mat. Like I said, when you are in love, you won’t bother to think all about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And when suddenly u received a call from a lady, asking who are you? And she claims she is your mat’s wife and the baby in the picture is theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Banyak kau nye angkat2 eh!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mat yang tak kasi tengok hp.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once you had enter a relationship, I’m sure most mats and minahs would want to look into their partners’ phone. If your mat doesn’t allow you to check his phone, the first think you should know, there’s something fishy going on. You chill, relax. Then one day, he accidentally left his hp on the table, to do some chores. You quickly grab his phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hp      silence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;There      are few miss calls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unknown      number, some girl’s name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When asked, kena f*ck. How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every time you asked for his phone, kena f*ck. something is seriously wrong here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: You nak tgk hp I buat ape?? Takde pape la. Jangan takot la. I takde pompuan lain la. (What for you wanna see my phone? There’s nothing. Don’t be afraid, I don’t have another woman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One day, you went to his house and he was sleeping. You chatted with his mum for awhile when suddenly you thought of his phone. You went to his room, *kononnye nak amek barang*, you search hi and low for his phone, but no where to be found!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Selit kat sluar dalam pe dekni!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The next day, while blog hopping, you saw a picture of your mat with another minah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mat yg mintak simpati takde duit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last but not least, let me remind you. If your mat is only available on your PAY day, please please please get rid of him. And when you pokai already, he is nowhere to be found, calls can’t be reached and always not at home. Every time, end of the month comes, suddenly he would pop out of no where and treat and talk to your veeerrryyyy nicely just like a royal family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Cukup time gaji masok….*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him: B…..! Sayang ku, intan payung ku… I nak pinjam duit you bole. Nanti I da gaji I bayar you balek. Sumpah! I nak pinjam sikit je. $500. Bukan nye banyak pon. Sikit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At this very moment, please kick him on his crouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;ENOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5530125654948947687?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5530125654948947687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-mat-who-just-loves-to-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5530125654948947687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5530125654948947687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-mat-who-just-loves-to-lie.html' title='Mat-mat who just loves to lie'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2085118001602657529</id><published>2010-03-10T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:58:31.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TMS Reader: Mat Educated Tak Semestinye Mat Gentleman‏</title><content type='html'>From: _____________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 08 March 2010 22: 56PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey TMS, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be my first time being indiscreet about what has been going on in my life, since I’ve broken up with my ex-boyfriend. I am indeed ashamed at what has been done and I’m trying my best to avoid these situations from now on, but I think the best way that I can get myself back up is by being back together with my ex-boyfriend because I do feel lost without him in my life. I know, I’m so pathetic, but I can’t help it. It’s just me, I guess L :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know some guys around 1month after me and my ex-boyfriend broke up. I had just entered a new schooling environment and I had a crush on this hot biker guy, and my feelings were reciprocated. (I was happy of course, hehe!) He had added me on Facebook and taken the initiative to FB chat with me and then asked me for my MSN address and then my number. It was a nice feeling because he was the type of guy that you would ditch even your boyfriend for, let alone ex-boyfriend, and here he was, wooing me and meeting me under the block just to have small talk even though it was late at night and we had school the next morning. Then came one night when he asked me out to hang out by the beach. We were talking as usual when I realized that we were sitting really close to each other, maybe too close for comfort, and it felt as if we were already like a couple. It was a romantic situation, you know under the stars and all, and, yes, we kissed. It became really passionate, and we stopped only after we realized that there were people coming to sit around us. So we went home, and that’s about it. We discussed about it when we reached under my block, and we both felt awkward about it because it had been only, what, a week since we got to know each other? But I guess we brushed it aside so as not to feel too awkward especially in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did meet up under the block as usual after that and the usual talks, or maybe sharing studying tips and whatnot. No kissing, just hugging when we met up and left, that’s it. Then one night, I don’t know, we were sitting face-to-face with each other, really close, yet again, and somehow yeah, we kissed. I felt like I had to stop it, but I couldn’t. It was just too nice to stop, and it came to a point that he asked whether we should proceed atas block. I took about 5minutes explaining to him about why we shouldn’t do it because we were still getting to know each other and it would just sabotage the new friendship we had but he was just giving me the puppy face all the while, and yeah, I said yes in the end. I know, stupid of me. But what was I supposed to do? I was fresh out of a relationship and he made me feel like I was loved - liked in the least, but I felt special after someone had dumped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I realized it was all a mistake. He had went out of Singapore for his personal activities, and being someone that he would sms often throughout the day, you would think that he would have at least messaged a simple “Hey, I’m going to Malaysia. You take care”, right? But, nope. He did not. I was thinking of him and what we did the night before. I felt so used! So stupid that I agreed to it. When he did sms me the next day, I told him all that I had felt and what he did was just reply a simple “Sorry.” I was so angry because he did not try to meet me up under the block and probably gift me with a flower or something to make it up, but no…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. I guess, I deserved it. I did not know how to say “No.” to a jerk like him. Little did I know that a guy who would have been accepted by my family way easier than my ex-boyfriend (just because he has a higher level of education and hence more stability in the future, according to my family) would be less gentlemanly and less moral than my ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh gosh, our reader here seems to have gone through a lot! My suggestion is that, everyone has to be both mentally and physically prepared before entering a relationship, especially after a bad break up. Socialising after a break up is fine, really but there has to be boundaries and limits to it. To our reader, hope you're feeling better now. At least now you know how to differentiate the bad and the good guys. Remember, those with good education doesn't mean that they're morally upright :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekian, Wasalam (Because chekgoos are polite and they respect other people, good or bad),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chekgoo Bedah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2085118001602657529?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2085118001602657529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tms-reader-mat-educated-tak-semestinye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2085118001602657529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2085118001602657529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/tms-reader-mat-educated-tak-semestinye.html' title='TMS Reader: Mat Educated Tak Semestinye Mat Gentleman‏'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7085693560224088526</id><published>2010-03-08T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:36:05.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat Kahwin-Kahwin</title><content type='html'>According to Ambrose Bierce, love is temporary insanity, curable by marriage. Kalau diterjemahkan dalam bahasa ibunda, ia bermaksud cinta ialah ketidaksiuman sementara yang hanya dapat disembuhkan oleh ikatan perkahwinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amacam, boleh tahan bahasa Melayu Chekgoo Bedah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, marriage is concurrently the answer to everything. Don't believe me? See the scenarios below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: Shotgun Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the "adik" cannot tahan already. Can cum outside, don't want. Die die want to cum inside. And when God the Almighty blesses him (and her) with their own flesh and blood, both cuak and kanchiong to the core. The best solution to save both families from the shame and malicious gossipers: "I janji I akan kahwin dengan you, I akan jaga anak kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: Insincere Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story was given by my boyfriend. His colleague at work was found to be unfaithful towards his girlfriend and to calm her down, he told her, "Please don't make a big fuss out of everything. I will marry you, I promise!" There, you have it. They were engaged a month later and are now married albeit unhappy being with each other. I'd love to ask this unfaithful guy - You don't have other promises to make meh? Like bringing her for candlelight dinner at SG Flyer or maybe holiday at Genting Highland or something? Marriage is not a joke hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: Impatient Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, I cannot tahan. I have friends who have friends who are married as young as the age of 17! What on earth are they (and the parents) thinking? Yes, 17 means you've probably gone through puberty several times already (hehehe) but getting involved in a life-long commitment? A bit too young, I must say. But still, everyone is entitled to their own opinions, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings to my topic of Mat Kahwin-Kahwin. Normally among the Malays, women are usually the ones who are always excited about getting married, am I right? Correct me if I'm wrong though but I've heard quite a few stereotypes of Minah Kahwin-Kahwin of late. Mat Kahwin-Kahwin existed in my dictionary after I've moved on to higher education and my friends are all older than me. Most, in fact, are already attached to their respective boyfriends for years and counting. &lt;br /&gt;Because I'm named as Chekgoo Bedah, my KPO instincts triggered me to ask them about when they want to settle down. Most answered, nonchalantly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entah. My boyfriend kata (insertnumbers) years later, after I'm done with my studies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I have guy friends who are adamant on marrying their current other half. God Bless my guy friends because when I ask them whether they have done IT with their partners, they answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak la seh. Perempuan tu, aku nk buat kahwin. Tak boleh rosakkan dier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But that doesn't mean couples who have pre-marital sex won't last okay. This is just some of the opinionated answers I've heard so far!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although most of the past entries of Mat Mods, Mat Sex Addict, Mat Punkrock, etc, are all tipped towards negativity, I must say, there are good men out there. We just have to keep looking for them. &lt;br /&gt;Right, ladies? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, Wasalam (Because chekgoos are polite and they respect other people, good or bad),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chekgoo Bedah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7085693560224088526?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7085693560224088526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-kahwin-kahwin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7085693560224088526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7085693560224088526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/mat-kahwin-kahwin.html' title='Mat Kahwin-Kahwin'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4393415203483357802</id><published>2010-03-08T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:44:11.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINAH SELENGE Introduction</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, sorry for my late introduction. aru alik keje.. anw, i am one of the KPO Team. i regard myself as &lt;strong&gt;MINAH SELENGE&lt;/strong&gt;. since owner need an introduction to all readers, so make it short la ye... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im poly student but currently, im undergoing attachment. so fhm2 la ye, timing management ader sikit haywire. tapi bkn org nye(: but dun worry, i try my best to make you guys updated kay?? dengan cite2 hot &amp;amp; updated from the sharers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those out there, dun be shy to share your stories or feedback. we r open to know everything jus to let us know that ader TMS fans out there kan kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥, Minah Selenge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4393415203483357802?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4393415203483357802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/minah-selenge-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4393415203483357802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4393415203483357802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/minah-selenge-introduction.html' title='MINAH SELENGE Introduction'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7094859515738375006</id><published>2010-03-08T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:54:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chekgoo Bedah Introduction</title><content type='html'>Before I start introducing myself, I'd like to apologise if the name 'Bedah' has deemed to offend anyone here. The name has no connotations and it's purely for fun and laughter. Chekgoo Bedah (which is me!) is one of the three lucky newly-appointed members of the KPO team and I'm glad to be of service to those of you readers who:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) are itching to hear successful/failed love stories of other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) are loyal readers who keep up with TMS updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) are kind and awesome enough to send in stories served as wake-up calls to those who are out of love/falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do keep the stories coming, people! You might never know that the best place to get advices and suggestions is here at TMS after all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, Wasalam (Because chekgoos are polite and they respect other people, good or bad),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chekgoo Bedah &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7094859515738375006?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7094859515738375006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/chekgoo-bedah-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7094859515738375006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7094859515738375006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/chekgoo-bedah-introduction.html' title='Chekgoo Bedah Introduction'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7508424765325646763</id><published>2010-03-08T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:14:50.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Enot Introduction</title><content type='html'>As you all know, the owner had been busy these few days and had appointed three ladies to help her to make this blog updated as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so honored that I got chosen and I would willingly love to hear/read the different kinds of stories that had been told to TMS. Keep the stories coming in girls. Although, like you girls, busy with work/school, i am also busy with my upcoming on-site projects. I would willingly sacrifice my time to hear each of your every stories and help you girls overcome any situation that you girls are going through in the past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats the catch? you will be hearing three different kinds of advice/stories from us. Oh ya, not forgetting the owner too. *smile* So, no need to pening2 okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Hi! You girls/guys can call me Miss &lt;b&gt;Enot&lt;/b&gt;. This Miss &lt;b&gt;Enot&lt;/b&gt; can't wait to start her "job" here. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;b&gt;Enot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: Franklin Gothic Medium;"&gt;u all deep2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7508424765325646763?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7508424765325646763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/miss-enot-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7508424765325646763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7508424765325646763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/miss-enot-introduction.html' title='Miss Enot Introduction'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7165695150585412885</id><published>2010-03-07T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T13:45:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the KPO TEAM.</title><content type='html'>Are you all inform that typicalmatsays is finding for admin writers, well.. We've found our official 3 admin who will answer questions on the tagboard and contribute ideas with regards to any topic that you people wants us to discuss about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the owner, (me), i will try my very best to update as often as i could. Kasi chance lah eh. aku keje seh, mcm mane.. Lau government boleh suruh buat overtime 24hrs, mesti de buat seh. Kesian kan aku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all of them will&amp;nbsp;make an introduction of themselves here.&lt;br /&gt;so i hope you avid readers and contributors will continue to show your support by sending in emails and views on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Peluk cium peluk cium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7165695150585412885?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7165695150585412885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-kpo-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7165695150585412885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7165695150585412885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-kpo-team.html' title='Welcome to the KPO TEAM.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-5429164341506588053</id><published>2010-03-06T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:24:01.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live it up, MATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;From:________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sent: 02 March 2010 23: 24PM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To: &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G7vV78XPI/AAAAAAAAACI/HaMYOjvgl7M/s1600-h/z188658555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G7vV78XPI/AAAAAAAAACI/HaMYOjvgl7M/s400/z188658555.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Living life with no regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i have been reading your blog for few weeks now. and i am so loving it.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;okay, i have a story about my own experience that happened about 6 years back, when i was in my teens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) gullible and naive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two words above basically described how i was in my teens. i kind of kicked of early (sexually) compared to my other girlfriends. i was flirty, i was too adventurous. which is very scary. when i was only 13, i got to know this guy who was 7 years older than me. he was in his NS at that point of time. cannot recall how i got to know him. we started talking on the phone. we never met then. we lost contact for about 2 years before i heard form him again. he called me at my home. check check check, he told me he got engaged.. he told me it was kononnye a forced engagement. he said he always thought about me. and his mother did not allow him to contact any other girls. (yeah right!) at that point of time i was single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we continued talking despite me knowing that he was someone's fiance. i did not care as i was beginning to develop feelings towards him. but i suppressed them. until one day, he told me that he is with the wrong girl. he wanted to be with me. i was the one he should be engaged too. he said age does not matter to him. so.. it actually meant that he was developing feelings towards me too. but it was impossible as he was engaged. i would not want to be a relationship breaker. not me. i told him we should not contact each other anymore. he was upset. for about 3 months since that day, we did not contact. until one day, he called me up at home again. telling me that he broke off his engagement. he told his mother that he could not go on lying in that relationship. so.. he was single and i was too. (oh yes, by then, we have actually met 3 or 4 times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one nice evening, we were talking on the phone and he asked me to be with him. he wanted me to be his before anyone else take me away from him. me, having feelings for him, said yes. so, there began our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) stupid and soft-hearted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly tell you that when i was in that relationship, i think i became blind, stupid and too soft-hearted. (i am an outrageously patient lady). one day he decided to bring me to a hotel for an overnight (not pangkeng, you). a nice, quite expensive hotel to chill out. and yes, still mind a virgin. we had a nice dinner and had a great time joking with each other. at that point of time we were already in our first year for our relationship. we hugged. we kissed. we touched. we caressed. until he whispered into my ear and said, "let's make love, you love me, i love you. so, why are we still waiting for?" like i said, i was stupid and stupidly-blindly in love with him. and so.. it happened. since that day, everytime we meet, we often end up making love. he would spend hundreds of dollar every month, bringing me to hotel just to make love. he has a super high sex drive. i was a beginner, i was suffering but i kept quiet and tried to enjoy because i love him. at one time we went there for an hour or two, we could actually make love for more than 5 times. and imagine, 2 or 3 times a week like that??? i endured. our relationship lasted long. 3 years down the road we were still together, despite the crash and burns i got from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)blind and vulnerable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that 3 years, only God knew what i was going through then. to cut it short, he cheated on me more than 5 times! yes, say i am stupid for holding on, but i was young, vulnerable. ergh. imagine, in spent my first ever pay to get him a handphone that he had been dreaming of. to know that 3 months later, when i checked on him thorough his handphone, i found messages of other girls. not one, two or three. but many! (mama, papa crap and stuff). not only that. found some pictures of him with other girls! not one, two or three. and and and, the best part is, some of the pictures, it looked like the background of a freaking hotel! (i was not that stupid). still, i stayed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) changed and cheater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that my guy was cheating on me, i was becoming a bitch.&amp;nbsp; i started to have scandals outside of my relationship. i was ever faithful and loyal but to know that it does not pay to be such a girlfriend, so i became a bitch without him knowing. i was cleverer than him. i was smooth with my lies. (learnt it all from him of course!). he did not suspect anything at all. hah! however, deep inside me, i did not like what i was doing. i began getting to know more guys. lying to them. meeting them behind his back. and even made out and made love with most of them. i felt that i was venting my anger in the utmost wrong way. but i did not care then as i wanted to hurt as many guys due to my frustration on him. through that remaining 2 years of the relationship, i actually cheated behind him with 6 guys. i was lucky i did not contract anything. i was bad. real bad. i stopped when i got to know a bunch of awesome girlfriends who advised me on my wrongdoings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) broke up and the-other-guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i later realised, a bit too late, that i did not deserve that. i did not mention the fact that he was abusive at times too. but i endured. gosh. i was so darn stupid. i broke up with him and remained single for a year plus. did not bother to know any guy. i was busy finding my true self and also concentrated with my diploma studies. i was glad i had my girlfriends who got me on their back at the times i needed most. there are actually so much to say but i could only write so much. if only i can record my story down when i'm talking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 3 year ago, when i was 20. i got to know this guy. the same age as i am. i did not want to make the same mistake. became more cautious, attentive to details and not to be trapped. alhamdullillah. he kind of guided me to the right path. i told him my history with my ex only. not the scandals. i just can't reveal it to anyone except TMS. i can never. he accepted me the way i am although it was tough for him. initially in the relationship i was quite resistant on making love with him. must be the so-called addiction. every single time i tried, he would stop me. no guy has ever done that. not once but countless times. at times, i actually got fed up but he talked sense into me. he told me that i definitely not want to repeat the mistake i made years ago. he changed me. and he is going to be my husband in a year time. and till now, i live life with no regrets. syukur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral: girls, please heed the advise of not to be too soft hearted and gullible with guy's words. we have to uphold our own respect and morals. i may have lost mine years ago, but i believe i am regaining it bit by bit with the help of loved ones and of course, god. guys, i am not being biased and whatnot, but i am speaking from experience. do not take it too hard. i believe not all guys are the same. just minority. i mean, if you love somebody, sex is not the way to prove it. it does not do any good, but more harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5429164341506588053?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5429164341506588053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-sent-02-march-2010-23-24pm-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5429164341506588053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5429164341506588053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-sent-02-march-2010-23-24pm-to.html' title='Live it up, MATS'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G7vV78XPI/AAAAAAAAACI/HaMYOjvgl7M/s72-c/z188658555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-9179224878277050264</id><published>2010-03-06T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:15:34.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used to be Engaged Mat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;From:__________________________&lt;/div&gt;Sent: 02 March 2010 23: 25PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G6b1O30LI/AAAAAAAAACA/WuTpBp6TZks/s1600-h/rules_of_engagement.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G6b1O30LI/AAAAAAAAACA/WuTpBp6TZks/s320/rules_of_engagement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi everyone! I've been an avid reader of TMS since last year and I've been contemplating on whether to share my story here but I've decided to share because I don't want other girls to face this situation like I did. Anyway, for the sake of our non-malay friends, I'll be typing in english. :) P.S it's going to be long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've known my mat since 2004 through a friend but we weren't close at all. We were just the hi-bye kind of friends and since he lived around my area, at times we will bump into each other, just asking 'How are you? Where are you going?' whenever we bumped into each other. So from 2004 till 2008, we were just acquintance and I heard that he was engaged in 2005 and I am not the kind who would be close to attached/engaged guys because I have had bad experiences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So in March 2008, I broke up with my ex-boyfriend and at that time, I was very much active in Friendster. One day, around Mid-April, I was hopping from one's friends' list to another till I saw my mat's friendster. I thought he was still engaged so I didn't add him up even though we were friends because some girls don't like their fiance to have girl friends. Much to my surprise, he sent me a message the next day saying, 'Hey! Why didn't you add me up? Forgotten your friend here?' So I replied, 'Nah, I remembered you. Thought you were engaged and your fiancee might not like the idea of you having girl friends.' Then he told me that they have broken up in March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, we exchanged messages through friendster because it seemed that both of us were shy to ask for each other's msn or handphone number. One day, I went to a coffeeshop nearby our place since we lived near each other, I saw him and his group of friends whom I also knew back in 2004 but both of us were shy to approach one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of weeks of exchanging messages through Friendster, I asked him for his msn and from there, we chatted everyday without fail and soon after, we exchanged our handphone number and talked till the wee hours. After building up my confidence to meet another guy since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend because he was such a MothaF***ing cheater (that is another story, my friends), I asked him if he want to hang out and chat over drinks with me. My mat at that point of time was a very shy guy. Worst than a girl but I find it cute. So we decided to meet for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the dinner date till late May, we met up almost everyday and we were so close and throughout our dates, we would share things and we found out that we have alot of similarities. One of the similarities was that my ex-boyfriend of 8 months cheated on me when I was overseas for 2 weeks and my mat's ex-fiance cheated on him a number of times throughout their 5 years relationship. Around mid-May to late-may, he asked me to be girlfriend and I was reluctant at first because my trust for guys was na-dah, ZERO! Hence, I don't want that to be an issue if I were to be with my mat at that time but after showing that he cared about me and give me all the time I need and because I can see that he was truthful to me, I agreed to be his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I became his girlfriend, he assured me that he and his ex are no longer in contact and they was nothing between them anymore, I believed him. Until one day when he fetched me back from work and we were entering the carpark, I saw a group of girls but it was weird because as my mat entered the carpark, all of them were staring. When I got down the bike, he told me that his ex-fiance was there and suddenly, his phone was ringing and he told me that it was his ex-fiancee calling. He answered the call in front of me and he told his ex-fiance that he doesn't want to be with her anymore because from the time they broke up till he met me, she didn't show any effort of wanting the relationhip back so he moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he hadn't really moved on. Come on, who would easily moved on when the relationship had been as long as 5 years? When he finished talking with his ex, he told me that his ex-fiance wanted him back and she was crying and begging him to patch back but he didn't want because why at that point of time she wanted to patch when she had all the time before she saw my mat with me? Moreover, he told me that he didn't want a fiancee or a future wife to be a cheater and he don't want to come home one day to find his wife in bed with another man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he told me that his ex-fiance wanted to meet him and talked things out and my mat assured me that he would never ever ever patched up with her no matter what because he is already with me. Anyway, that incident happened when our relationship was still new, 3 weeks or so. He told me that he can't bring me along because it's between them two and I respected it but when I was home, I was so nervous and scared because I was beginning to fall in love with my mat and shit just had to happen. Few hours later, he called me and told me that everything was settled and he still wanted to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our relationship, he told me that his ex wanted to meet him to take her stuffs back which occured in 2 different occassions. I was like, WTF!! because she could simply take it at one go. First to take her bag and then her camera. My mat told me that his mum would pass her the bag so I don't have to worry because since I got cheated with my ex-boyfriend, I get easily insecured over little things. The camera, however, my mat passed it to her but what I don't understand is my mat can pass it to her under the blk but he asked her to come up. My mat is another bloody fool. When I found out that he asked her up, of course, I scolded him like there's no tomorrow because he can pass it to her under the blk but he told me that he didn't think it was wrong because he just wanted to pass the camera. Because of this 2 incidents, we often get into big argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our relationship was around 1 year old, I chanced upon his ex-fiance's blog and of course, I would read her archives and all and she portrays to be a 'Lesbian'. In her blog in one of her archives, she blogged that she went to his house to take the her bag (Note that my mat told me his mum passed it to her but he lied to me because he didn't want me to be jealous.) and when she took her bag, she and my mat were sitting together holding hands and she said that my mat asked her if she would wait for him in 3-4 years' time if I am not with him anymore. Imagine my temper when I read all that! I was so sad, angry and I burst into tears just by reading her blog. I confronted my bf and he admitted to me and he apologised to me. I asked him if he have no faith in our relationship, why did he be with me in the first place? I felt that I was just a rebound to him but he told me that I am not his rebound. God only knows. If he regarded me as his girlfriend of 1 year plus, why did he hold his ex's hand? As I am typing this, I still feel the pain because I shared with him about how I don't trust guys and when I really trusted my mat, he did shit to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident was when his ex-fiance's dad was admitted to hospital. He lied to me that his uncle was admitted and when I went to his ex-fiance's blog, she blogged that her dad was admitted to the hospital. What a coincidence, I thought. So I told my mat that I knew it wasn't his uncle that was admitted but it was her dad. My bf again admitted and apologised and said that it was a white lie and he didn't want me to feel hurt and jealous and that he went there with his mum. Only God knows if he said that truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these incidents, our arguments was always due to this and my trust for him was ZERO. At one point of time, he called his ex-fiancee's mum to talk to her and he told her infront of me that he would never ever go back to her and forget about the going back together in 3-4 years and that, I was better than her. Despite all this that my mat did to make me trust him back, it is damn hard for me to trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still with this mat, going to 2 years but almost everday, we would always argue. Call me stupid but I really love him and knowing my mat as a boyfriend for almost 2 years, at times, I can see how stupid and how slow he can be and maybe because of this, maybe he did what he did in the past but I accept him for the way he is but I am still sad that I'm being treated like this in the past even though I did not cheat him like his ex-fiance did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forget one important thing. His ex-fiance stayed in the same estate as me and my mat so it wouldn't be a surprise if I knew her friends or she knew mine. I have one used-to-be friend (we are longer friends or acquintance) who knew my mat's ex-fiance. She digged my past through that used-to-be friend and called me names like 'Prompuan-Rolling' over msn with one of her friends who is also my friend. My friend showed me the msn chat hence, I saw it with my own eyes! She also said that I was with my mat just for his bike and when my mat changed bike, she said that my mat didn't have enough money so he asked from his mat. I knew all this because one of her 'friends' told me and . I can't help but to hate her as well for ruin my relationship with my mat. She dared to call me 'Prompuan-Rolling' but when my mat confronted her, she denied. Such coward, she is. She dared to call me 'Prompuan Rolling' when she herself slept and cheated with my mat when they were together. Urggh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, I hope that if you are about to get to know your mat or if your mat ever got engaged, try to find out if he and his ex-fiancee have really broken up or there are things that are not cleared because it might trouble your relationship and one advice I always give my friends, try to avoid guys who got engaged before and also married guys, of course. Sometimes, it is not just the ex-fiancee's fault. It's the mat's fault for lying and not being honest about things that might damage a relationship. Up till now, I still have much difficulty trusting my mat but hey, it ain't my fault. Trust need to be earned, right girl? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-9179224878277050264?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9179224878277050264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/used-to-be-engaged-mat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9179224878277050264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9179224878277050264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/03/used-to-be-engaged-mat.html' title='Used to be Engaged Mat'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S5G6b1O30LI/AAAAAAAAACA/WuTpBp6TZks/s72-c/rules_of_engagement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-5489702906557277963</id><published>2010-02-28T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T04:07:50.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some advice.</title><content type='html'>oh my gucci, im getting more and more lazy every single day. typicalMATsays needs an admin very soon. but currently i only have 3 candidates.. anyone else wanna send their unofficial resume to TMS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;email us at: knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway babygirls, TMS do understand that some story might seems unrelevant. Yes, macam korang yang comment.. Certain story macam budak kecik.. Some citer terlalu common already. I mean, at certain point of time, we will experience all the puppylove. Let them express themselves here alright. TMS is not stopping them pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. if you're talking about concept, ader lari urh geng. tapi tkper lah eh, aku kasi chance. heh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a very interesting story to share about someone. But i'm still hesistating. how eh? should i? anyway, but the story is about a minah bastard a v faithful guy (note: he's like supppppppppppper cute) haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgk lah, bsk ke ape lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;skrg nie bantal busok hamba dah panggil..&lt;br /&gt;korang dengar tak? Tak?! tk lame lah tuh :P&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5489702906557277963?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5489702906557277963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5489702906557277963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5489702906557277963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-advice.html' title='some advice.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2684961249807026557</id><published>2010-02-28T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T03:42:11.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat Sex Addict</title><content type='html'>From:_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 26 February 2010 00: 36AM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tak pernah2 aku nak bilang org citer yg panjang bleh pulak aku citer kat TMS. But here goes nothing,i criterkan dulu lah my background as it does serve as the reasons why i met few of the many sons of the b**ch out there aznd got used. First mak bapak i dah cerai sejak i berumur 7 tahun and sampai kan skarang pun i tak lah nak tanyer knaper coz i rather not know anythng. ader jer lah aku sakit hati sndiri. Anyway, i and my elder siblings dijage dgn bapak i tapi itupun i tak rapat ngan dier ataupun ngan adik beradik sendiri. So i lack family bond and even parental guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother at that point of time was very abusive. Pukol adik2 tanpa alsan kdg2 and mcm pukol musuh! i benci sgt ngan my bro time tu and my dad, i tak rase comfortable telling him anything. my sisters jgn kater lah kan they have thier own life. So basically i takder mcm takder father figure or someone to tell me or for me to ask advice on. therefore ader jantan jer i senng percaye drg and before i knew it, i was used. I nyer orang peramah pade semua but yet i tak pernah suker budak2 secondry i dulu. To me, they are all very supifcial and tgk pade pandang pertma sahajer. Didnt bother to know the heart. Tapi chk2 aku jgk yg bodoh2 tak tahu tgk hati org jgk, main percaye jer jantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nowadays u bleh nampak byk org hilang virginity drg at early age well including me. I was a virgin untill i was like turning 14. Bodoh ehk ilang at young age. Tapi apekan daya, at that stagei was just plain naive and stupid and i was sweet talk by this NS guy. He has this indian mly look and he was damn good at his words. I kenal ngan dier tru the net i rase and i pun terharu lah org amik perhatian kat i and nak kenal2..so we chatted on the fone. Dah mesra ajak lah jumper. Dier ajak lepak satu tempat yg bleh baring and mkn at same time. Agak2 kat maner??...(pangkeng lah ape lagk). i that time takut2 jgk but dier buat i mcm very comfortable...Being young and naive, i dgrkater dier. i rase memang bodoh ikut rentak dier..Pasal i really ingt lepak jer. before tht maner lah ader rase nak gie tempat2 g2. Biler kiter dah kat pangkeng we chatted, and after some time he pull me close and after that...things started to get more than comfy. It was my first time and he was persistnt in getting in me. I tak tahu ape i patut buat. I dgrkan lah kater dier walaupun not willing. It was my first time lak tu! wasted i know and i did not even close to syg giler babi. just smitten and sweettalk and then I kene pakse buat nie semua ngan dier.. i rase mcm pelacur i rase i mcm di rogol. Pasal i was quite unwilling. After everything has happen, he hail a cab for me and gave me money tok cab alek and offered nak kasih i 50 tok belanjer. I refused. I dah kat rumah, dgn cepat i mandi! dah tgh mandi tu, i nangis and i scrub my bdn rabak2. Rase bodh dan rase kotor. I menyesal kasih kat lelaki yg i tak syg pun. I takut nak bilang saper2 psl i malu dgn diri sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many years, there were times when he tries to chat me up at msn walaupun i dah delete him off my msn list. I pun tak layan until there this time he send a file to me. I tanyer ape tu coz dier mcm irritating asyik nak send i bende mepek meraban tah...and i tak nak receive anything dari dier! he dare to say its a porn video of him having sex with his own sister and his fren! threesome! i WAS SO SHOCK and immediately request block of his msn. This guy thinks just coz he is rich, he can have no shame and just fuck around with any girl he wants including his own flesh and blood. That is sickning and yes i rase lagk siak coz the rase of being rape and losing myvirginity was getting to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait it doesnt end there, i nyer suay,after few years... i terserempak dier kat mrt. he dgn kwn dier . he came up and tnyer i . i just walk away. how dare he can come up to me and act he does ntg to me. disgust me and i really regret the decision i made in trusting him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nie lah satu2 pengalaman i hadapi. I rase i byk diergunekan kan. Nasib lah i dah jumper my 'the one', my saviour and my soulmate to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepade semua young girls out there, dont give your virginity just to anyone...trust me kalau dah besar lagk,krg mesti menyesal when uve met the one. pasal the bastards dun deserve your innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i can turn back time i would....its not the best feeling when u feel uve been rape and used....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2684961249807026557?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2684961249807026557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-sex-addict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2684961249807026557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2684961249807026557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-sex-addict.html' title='Mat Sex Addict'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4312683176688936598</id><published>2010-02-28T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T03:40:37.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat control freak? nahhh.</title><content type='html'>From:___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 25 February 2010 06: 22AM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! I am so hooked to TMS, I swear. I recently just re-read all your archives just because I find ALL the articles very interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story I'm about to tell is based on my own personal experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know this mat, from when I just got back from my aunt's house. He came up to me and straight up, asked for my number. He asked me whether I had a boyfriend and me, being the straightforward girl, just answered YES. But I didn't tell my boyfriend about it. Only told him that some MAT asked for my number but I didn't give it to him. (Besar lah punyer penipu aku ni. -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So initially, I thought we could just be friends. Found out that he was 4 years older than I am. (FYI, I don't really like guys who are 3 years older and above from me.) So we exchanged texts very briefly. There was once where he said that he was kinda bored and he asked me out for supper. So yeap, he said supper but in the end, he brought me to some carpark in Jurong West. I swear I had the jitters. But I maintained my cool. He started pinching my cheeks and said that I was so CUTE. Ah banyak lah cute. Then he started commenting on the fact that I allow guys to look at my boobs. -_-" He was obviously checking me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, there was once where we sat in the vehicle. He told me about his past. He told me that his ex-fiance actually dumped him for another guy. I just listened to whatever he had to say. And honestly, I felt sorry for him. But I kept telling him that maybe, ade hikmah di sebalik everything. After which, he sent me home. Thank god nothing happened! But after that very day, Mat got very clingy with me. He kept calling me though he knows that I was with my boyfriend. Keeps telling me to go karaoke with him. So nak sedapkan hati dia punye pasal, I said yes. But in the end, I canceled. So when I canceled, he got a little pissed and asked me if I wanted to make it up to him. -_-" He left me speechless man! Macam nak terajang je! So he kept calling and calling and I kept ignoring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till one day, he got on my bloody nerves when he texted, asking me what he did wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you? Why are you ignoring me?"-Mat&lt;br /&gt;"Somewhere and no, I'm not ignoring you. Been busy, that's all."-Me&lt;br /&gt;"What did I do wrong that you have to ignore me?"-Mat&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing."-Me&lt;br /&gt;"If you've been cheating on your boyfriend and fucking with other guys, jangan salah kan I! I tak bersalah!"-Mat&lt;br /&gt;"No, you did nothing wrong and no, I don't sleep around. I'm just busy. Which part of busy don't you understand?"-Me&lt;br /&gt;"Tak lah, but you ignore I macam I ni bersalah pulak! This is unfair!"-Mat&lt;br /&gt;"Look, let me get this straight. I have the right to ignore you since we're just friends. We MET ONCE. So yes, it's my life and my problem, you don't need to tell me what I should and shouldn't do."-Mat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how tak faham bahasa the mat is? Even when I told him off, he still called! I had to change my number to avoid his calls. Gosh, that was really a hassle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is, never try to befriend/date a mat who just putus cinta. You can tell by his story. This mat actually waits for the ex fiance under her void deck everytime she's home late and stuffs. Punyelah scary. So yeah, it explains his obsessive-ness. Pffft. &lt;br /&gt;Alrightey! Take care!:)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4312683176688936598?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4312683176688936598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-control-freak-nahhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4312683176688936598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4312683176688936598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-control-freak-nahhh.html' title='Mat control freak? nahhh.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4384130698126888729</id><published>2010-02-28T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T03:35:47.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luar lain, Dalam lain</title><content type='html'>From:____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 24 February 2010 21: 21PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luar lain, dalam lain. Let me explain kalau sape2 tk phm. Luar lain, dalam lain, what i meant was, depan kiter, dier baik, trustworthy, helpful &amp;amp; all the good stuffs you can think about a friend. Tapi dalam, dorang buat baik ni smuer, just to GET RID OF YOU. So this is a story i am going to share with you people based on my own experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend, whom i already anggap sebagai my own "KAKAK". We have been in the same class for 4years in secondary school. Straight from Sec1 to Sec4, same class. Check2 ITE pn samer, &amp;amp;samer class eh? Eee tnk uh aku. Harap2 tk seh. But time sec1 to sec2, i'm not that close to her. We are like normal classmates. But when sec3, we became close, very close until smuer org ckp kitorang dah cm adek bradek. I find that she understands me very well. &amp;amp;she find that i understands her very well too. But i understand her dgn ikhlas and tk pernah pn terpikir untuk nk hurt her feelings or backstab her. Oh yeah, i forgot to mention that i am attached since sec1. You maybe wondering why on earth i must say out that i am attached. Well, continue to read and there's an answer to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend ni, she's the type that is very OPEN with EVERYONE. Be it a girl or a guy. I dah lamer tau yg majority in school benci dier and called her a bitch sebabkn prangai dier yg OPEN tu [especially dgn guys]. But i ignored what those people say coz i don't want to break our friendship &amp;amp; scared of losing her coz i thought she's the only friend that understand me well &amp;amp; she's my listening ear whenever i have problems. Dier ni kan, will go around, and hugging boys like as if that boy dier nyer matair. But no. She's already attached to someone not from our school. But, she still goes around, hugging boys, hug the boy's arm when walking, sitting very near to the boys and lying on their shoulders and fell asleep &amp;amp; stuffs. Tu yg buat org benci dier. Dengan matair org pon dier gitu! Saper tk sot kan. Tapi dier tk brani bitch around dgn matair i coz she KNOWS that i'll get hurt and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day ni, my other good friends in school told me stuffs about her, and encourage me to ignore her before anything happens. Being stubborn, didn't believe their words &amp;amp; don't want to lose my friendship with that girl, instead i ignored them. They got pissed-off with me and ignored me too. Then one fine day, i got info from a schoolmate, saying that this friend of mine, sukerkn boyfriend i and trying to snatch my boyfriend from me. At first i didn't believe what i heard, coz i trusted this friend of mine so much. Then lamer2, i'm starting to get the picture. At first dier nan boyfriend i sungguh tidak rapat. Kirekan dorang stakat cm Hi, Bye &amp;amp; joke around with each other in a friend2 way. Example : "Eh rabak siak.. Dah uh jgn bobal nan aku. Hee tk la fake.". Tapi tk selalu dorang joke around. Kadang2 biler my friend ni nk rapat2 nan boyfriend i, boyfriend i avoid dier coz boyfriend i sendiri pon tk sker dier. Boyfriend i say she MURAH. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, my friend ni maken mcm sial. She took my HP, and told me that she wanted to send some pics of myself &amp;amp; songs from my HP. But no. I just feel like slapping her face until i am satisfied. I found out that she actually took my boyfriend's HP numbr, and texted him and being "caring" with him, and saying sweet words to my boyfriend. And guess what? Boyfriend i sendiri yg bilang i ni smuer. He showed me those messages my friend sent to hym. I pon marah tuh marah jgk la nan boyfriend i sebab dier reply those messages she sent, tpi tk sweettalk alik and stuffs la. Dier stakat jawab aper pompuan ni tanyer jer. Tpi yg buat i tnk marah sgt nan dier is becoz dier JUJUR. I tk pernah dapat lelaki cm gini seh. At last, my dream come true *smile widely*. Then from there onwards, i show my friend my attitude. I'm not being myself towards her, and she kept on wondering why am i like this. She continues to text my boyfriend until one day, i straight forwards wih her. I asked her what have she been doing behind my back. She didn't want to admit. I asked her that time she borrow my HP to actually get pictures, songs or my boyfriend's numbr. Then she kept on saying that she wants to get those pics and songs and begging me to believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i pull my boyfriend and asked hym to join our face-to-face talk. Then part ni, dier nyer muker darh nk nangis seh. Dier darh takot. Coz my boyfriend tunjok dier message2 tu infront of her face, infront of me. Padahal kan, my friend ni, is the only one who ALWAYS encourages me to LAST-LONG &amp;amp; TAKMO GADO2 nan boyfriend i. Then at last, ni rupernyer niat dier. I asked her whether it is true that she liked my boyfriend and wanted to snatch him away from me. Then she tukar subject. She kept on asking me to stop thinking all this about her and forget about the pass. I was so damn angry, my blood dah nk explode! Dier darh buat i cm gny, beh dier senang2 nk suroh i forget about the pass? I feel like killing her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then salah satu lelaki ni, quite rapat jugak la nan my friend ni &amp;amp; they always share secrets. Lelaki tu is my boyfriend's kawan baik. Tanak matikn buto, dier matikn nonok lor. Dier pn bocoh rahsier about this pompuan. He told my boyfriend, and my boyfriend told me. He told my boyfriend that this friend of mine, step baik2 jer nan i, just to be close to my boyfriend. KNNBCCB. That point of time, my darah smuer darh naik sia my face all turning damn red. I seriously feel like stabbing her all over her body until i am satisfied! So selamer ni, i just wasting my time, being her "BESTEST FRIEND". And at last, i got this. Right after the day i got to know what my boyfriend's friend told him, i straight away go to this girl. I told her what i heard. And she kept quiet and tk kluarkn aper2 pn dari mulot dier. Luckily i'm a soft-hearted girl. Kalau tk, my penumbok, penampah nabi all darh melayang kt muker dier uh. I regretted not believeing what those goodfriends of mine in school told me about this girl. I approached them, and beg for forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until now, i darh tk boboal nan ni BITCH. Haha. Now i also calling her bitch, like what others do :). Now, i'm happy with the friends i am with now. They are really good people and thousand times better than this asshole. Tapi kan, yg membuat i geram nan dier tk abes2, dier smpai skrg maseh tk ubah prangai dier yg so flirty and so bitchy. &amp;amp;,she still trying to ATTRACT ATTENTION from my boyfriend. I suspect kuat dier maseh ader feeling for my boyfriend. My boyfriend siket pon tk heran pasal dier. I saaayaang boyfriend i sangat2 :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, org kalau baik nan korang, tkper. Tapi jgn 100% trust them. You may not know what they have in mind for being good to you. Seriously, i darh betol nyer benci tgk muker dier. Pasal dier, now i dont wanna trust anyone i met. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4384130698126888729?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4384130698126888729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/luar-lain-dalam-lain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4384130698126888729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4384130698126888729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/luar-lain-dalam-lain.html' title='Luar lain, Dalam lain'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4793261090027083185</id><published>2010-02-25T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:42:18.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAT MINTK SIMPATI,MAT PHYCHO ??</title><content type='html'>From:____________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 25 February 2010 04: 26AM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok .. i m lala n i nk cerite ngn u all psal mat mintk simpati ..Cter i complicated skit .. so u all kene bace tol2 keh .. I knal guy nie thon lepas .. waktu tu i knal dier pon sal one dae ne my fren ajak i g adventure ramai2 .. Dari situ la i knal2 ngn dier n yaaa we exchange numbr .. Bler ngn knal2 tu dier ckp dier pena bertunang dulu tpy  da putos tunang sal adr laa hal peribadi kann .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pon cam pecaye laa .. sal kwan2 i pon ckp ngn i mmg dier da putos tunang .. nk pendek kan cter .. brape bulan kemudian kte pon go steady laa .. at first kuar jalan2 smue dier kua kan duet ..Heran gak ehk .. ane dier dpt duet padahal tk keje .. kk da lame2 .. 1 sen pon tk nk kuar kan .. smue duet aku yg kuar kann .. boleh koyak siak kocek ..  K da tu tkpee tau .. check2 blkg i dier masi cntact ngn tunang dier agy sehh .. panas jek guaaaa!! I tk confront him but i juz go along wif him .. until one dae niee dier ngn tido n i curik numbr tunang dier n sms her .. asking her whether they ever broke off or not .. to my surpriseeee they nevaaaa everrr brokeee off ehkkkkk .. dorg cume adr conflict jekk dats y tk jmpe for several months ... gua dgr gitu gua pon maken membare arrrr !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided jmpee tunang dier on the sly ar .. we talk n i  told her the truth .. dat we re noww going steady .. the gal was shocked n of course .. membareeee gak !! haha .. so kte due plan laa trun tmpt yg i n him slalu lepak .. n yeahh he was dere ... the war started ... n to my surprised this tyme they reali broke off in front of my eyes .. he chooses me .. wait !! afta diz .. afta u gals dgr conferm nk sepak terajang dier ..  Few weeks lata .. the fiance mxg me to leave him alone .. i pon cam terpranjat ar .. all this while me n his fiance were on good terms ..  suddenly jekk dier ckp gni ..conferm2 dier nk burok kan name i .. jady i ngn tunang dier gado la .. pandai lak si berok nie .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pon smell sumtink fishy n ask his close fren laaa ... y suddenly she   reacted  dat   way  ??  rupe-rupenyerrrrrr dier ckp ngn tunang dier yg dier syg tunang dier n mataer ngn aku psal dier kesunyian ... dier leh ckp agy nie .. dier leh lpaz kan i bler2 mase jekkkk   !!   gua tkleh angkat ar beb .. slame niee aku syg dier mcm org gler tpy dier anggap aku cam sampah !!! MMG jantan SUN*** !!!!!! so paz da dpt tau nie smue .. i pon decide utk lpaz kan dierr walaupon dlam hati tk rela    ...  tpy dier tetap kacau2 i .. ckp rindu i laaa .. syg i laa .. i pon yg ngn blinded in love n masi lom sanggop sgt utk lpazkan die peg laa jmpe dier .. pelok cium org nyer tunang !!!!! haiyoo !!!! I nie mcm scandal dier la gitu .. tpy tkde org tau  .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lpaz nie smue da berlaku i dpat tau yg dier nk kawen la sehhh .. nie pon kwan i yg blg .. i cam nk melalak siak pt situ gak !! tpy i step cool .. org kate kte mesti kene jage image .. step tk heran .. padahal dlam hati saket skali .. hanye tuhan saje yg tahu .. hmm ... n dgr - dgr kan galz hantaran dier 4000 jek ehk ?!?! like u re so cheapskate ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanggop nk kawen dgn hantaran 4000 n sumore the guy tk keje ehk skrg .. pakai duet mak bpak smueeee ...BTOL2 SERUPE DGN JANTAN TK GUNEEEEE !! n sumore ehk dorg terpakse kawen bcoz the gal is preg ..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GAL IS  SO  STOOPID   NK TANGGONG JANTAN  YG     TK GUNEEE TU ... SAJAK LA TU .. BINI KEJE .. LAKI JADY HOUSE HUSBAND !!! HAHAHAHA !!! PATHETIC KANN ?? Pkir2 alek naseb  baek jgak laaa aku tk ngn dier .. lau tk aku yg kene keje tanggong dierr .. SYUKOR ALHAMDULLILAH !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actuali kan sampai skrg tau dier masi kol2  .. tpy i tk lyan ..i pon tk tau ape dier nk ngn i .i tknnk kacau laki org .. tkde tyme laa ..baru skrg i da seda n insaf. i skrg nk focus on my career jekk .. itu yg penting .. kac mak bpak i hdup snang agy bgoz .. laki smue leh tolak tepi for nowww!! TOL TK GALZZZ ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4793261090027083185?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4793261090027083185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-mintk-simpatimat-phycho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4793261090027083185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4793261090027083185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-mintk-simpatimat-phycho.html' title='MAT MINTK SIMPATI,MAT PHYCHO ??'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-7221762975660361914</id><published>2010-02-25T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:40:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat Pisau Cukur</title><content type='html'>From:______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 24 February 2010 19: 42PM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to typicalMATsays , i just knew your blog yesterday &amp; i decided to post something about the experience i had . I have got cheated with my heart &amp; my money . Maybe all of you will think that i am stupid , but its real .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's this one guy(d) , who was attached to my friend(b) . On my birthdae , D called me on my phone and i pick it up . I didnt know it was him at the first place , as i didnt know what his house number was . I thought it was my friend &amp; started talking to him . &amp; i asked him who is this , he told me his name . I was shocked to receive that call from him , as B told me that D hasnt been calling her . D started to talk to me about relationship , &amp; asking me weird qns . Out of a sudden , he actually sounded me for stead . I was in hock that time &amp; he told me that he hate B , &amp; he loves me . His wonderful lies &amp; sweettalks , make me believe in him . He told me he has been waiting for me since Oct. 2009 after he broke up with B. But as when the day he wanted to sound me for stead , B sounded him for patch &amp; as i was attached at that time , he couldnt get me . I was so silly that i believed in him . I accepted him despite knowing he's with B . I couldnt get over everything me &amp; him had gone thru all this while . He was just a liar , a sweettalker . He told me that he would sound B for a break up asap . So i asked , how long do you have to play timer ? He told me , just give him two days will do , he will settle everything . ?I told him okay , as i thought he would really love me &amp; care for me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three days , my friend told me that he called her . I was like , i thought D said he dont love B anymore ? But why ? &amp; as day passes , i was with him for a week . &amp; finally, we met each other to collect our PSLE cert. I was the only girl among the three boys . &amp; when the rest of the boys gone , it was left with me &amp; him . &amp; then we were hugging each other , suddenly , one of our friend saw us &amp; went to find B &amp; B came &amp; asked D for break . D kept quiet , i sense his sadness . I wasnt happy at all , not at all . I dont know why , i should be happy getting him like officially , but i am not . I feel like i have betrayed the trust B gave to me . I feel that B had made the wrong choice as choosing me as her twinny . I actually betrayed her , sometimes , love sacrifice your friends , your closes one . He act as if nothing happen for the rest of the 2 hour me &amp; him are together at the RC . In my heart , i just feel like , alright , this boy dont seems to have heart at all . I know i know , his the hottest guy in 2009 &amp; 2008 batch in (insertschool) . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesnt mean , he can play with girls heart . He told me he has never ever played timer before , but i knew everything he did to B as B told me everything . I feel very guilty towards B after that incident . I lost many friends because of that . Just because of D , he ruined my life . I continued the r/s with him , as i really sayangkan him . Despite what he did to me. We went otp &amp; we talked abt going to movie with each other the next day . So we really did mit , i waited for him for 15 minutes till he came . &amp; i was the one who paid for the tickets , the drink he wanted . After watching the movie , we went to that RC again . &amp; we saw his friend , ?he started to go with HER &amp; actually ignored me . He knew i couldnt smell of cigg , but he still do . When he sends me 'home' , halfway home , he took my wallet &amp; took my money saying that he wanted to buy food . But i know he wanted to go get cigg . I was disappointed by him . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home &amp; i didnt mit him for abt 1 month &amp; no matter how i text him , he would just avoid me . ?Until one day , i walked past him , i cried upon hearing him saying ILY to another girl . He came over with his friend(my ex) &amp; my ex hugged me so tight infront of him , yet he did nothing but laugh . I dont know whats the place i had inside his heart . I told him , i wanted to talk to him alone . So he came to me , asking me for money before he talks to me . He took my $10 , &amp; went to get cigg. I was sad , i cried , he came back . &amp; we went to a certain block , i talk to him . &amp; he started to hug me &amp; kiss me . I thought he still remembers i am his girlf . The next day , i texted him , ?i asked him ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : sayang , u love me still ?&lt;br /&gt;D : no?&lt;br /&gt;Me : then why u still stead with me when u dont love me ??&lt;br /&gt;D ?: can u ask me for break?&lt;br /&gt;Me : i will never ask u for break , if u want break , say only .?&lt;br /&gt;D : k break with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen a guy like this , i was hurt , i cried for the one whole night &amp; went back school with a swollen eyes , a week later , i found out , he alrh had another girl behind me . i cried &amp; cried , i lost so many things for him &amp; he did me this way . He's the first . I still have another experience i had , after this guy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year , i was with one of my friend(C) &amp; we went to our old primary school . We saw my ex(A) there , he came over to us &amp; started to talk to me . &amp; then we went to somewhere together with our friends , we had KFC . we took photo , he hugged me while taking photo . I just got an accident recently , so i have a phobia of crossing the road , he holded my hand &amp; guide me thru . we went to sit down &amp; some places , he kissed me on my cheeks , saying it was my bday present . &amp; that day onwards , i fell bck in love with him . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i was shocked to receive his msg the next day , he sound me for patch . &amp; we mit everyday after our school , &amp; forever , he would disappoint me . I hate him bringing his guitar along , he always forgets abt me . One day , i texted his ex , &amp; his ex told me , A stead with her &amp; me at the same time but A asked him for break . I didnt ask him anything , of cos the reason is , i sayang him a lot . I kept quiet abt this , CNY gathering in my primaryschool , someone told me , he told everyone we broke up . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried , he show me , rolled his eyes on me . I texted him the next day , asked him , all this things , what does he want from me more . He said , he wanted to break . I went crying for a day &amp; a night . Whenever i look at the photos me &amp; him took , memories of me will flash back . He used to say to me ; " u , i will love u till my last breathe syg . " he ended all this , the last word he said to me was ; " takecare " i cant move on without him , i know myself well . eversince march 2009 , he came into my life , i knew he's the one . he said his heart welcomes me back anytime , but i do wonder , is there a place for me to be there right now ? D: ?the most hurtful thing he told me is , like u said , kissing u was a mistake on that day before we went together .?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant get over all this . After that , i have no more trust on guys , till now i am single . &amp; yesterday , supposed to be my one monthsary with him , yet he gave up .. This experiences i had is true , i was hurt by love for a lot of times till i am tired . I just wish i could get him back , i really do . I love him , he didnt contact me anymore . How do i move on my life ? its 2 weeks since he left .. &amp; i am still in this kind of situation , he's enjoying his life , i never see him coming down to slack anymore . These two boys made a huge changes in my life . I just wish , all this is just a dreaaaam .......D;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7221762975660361914?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7221762975660361914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-pisau-cukur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7221762975660361914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7221762975660361914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-pisau-cukur.html' title='Mat Pisau Cukur'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-907073275673276313</id><published>2010-02-25T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:38:31.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat Army</title><content type='html'>From:______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 24 February 2010 19: 03PM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of sharing w you guys my story . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok lah , I kenal w this guy . ok just call him xxx . die ni actually kawan lama i , i kenal die 3 yrs ago  , i suke die dulu , tp dulu ( last yr) kita lose contact , i tataw kenapa , die da attached i think , sedih tu ade lah but lama2 i get used to it cos i kenal org lain so tk ingt die sgt . But nta mcm mana , on Jan last month , i try to talk to him thru FB , he said he miss me . i pon same la kan pasal da berbulan / bertahun tk npk die . Kita pon contact la balik . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there i ade mcm feeling2 balik kat die . Die ajak i kuwa everyweekends cos weekdays die ade ade kat camp . Budak Army . klau kuar , kita mcm da together gitu , die hug i , pimpin tgn i sume . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die selalu text i , call i , ckp imy sume . sapa tk suke kalu org kata gitu , lagi2 klu org tu kita suke . Feeling die wahhhhhhh ! Then oneday die kata ngan i yg i tk treat die betol bile kita keluar and i was like eh sejak bile eh . Die kata itu ini mcm2 kat i . die tudoh i .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I ckp sorry seme byk kali , die tknk accept . i pon taktahu la kenapa kan . korng tahu , everytime die buat salah , i close one eye , i slu give in tapi die ? TAK ! nty kalau die buat , die kata sorry , tapi buat lagi . i salah sikit , die kata i mcm2 . I lagi da admit mistakes i sume , die tknk dgr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i buat bodo lah dulu , i msg pon die tk reply . I da suspect die confirm da mcm malas nan i . Kwn i seme kata lupe kan die , but i tkleh . susah, psl i da start suke die balik . tpi ade kwn i kata tkmu give up . Then sikit hari , die bbl msn nan i , i pon bbl mcm biase . Die kata kita perempuan taktahu treat laki btol2 . i mcm WTF , drg ingt drg sapa . Die pon kata yg die ni actually desperate for benda tu , korng paham2 ape lah kan and the other thing he's desperate of is , girls . Eh boleh die kata  gitu mcm nan i !? Die kata die nan " kalau i bilang u pon , step i dpt je " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos of that he resulted to Clubs and party . Biase lah , byk pmpan kan . I marah lah ape lagi . haix . I dpt taw dri kawan die yg die Give up nan i . makkk sapa tk marah kan ! Takkan setakat i treat die tk btol , setakat satu kali je taw , den nk gv up ? tk masok akal langsung ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day i tk boleh tahan nan die , i maki die mcm org gile , psl mcm kurang aja , die da kasi i hope sey , abeh last2 mcm gini . Die lagi boleh kata die tk hurt i , die tk buat salah apape . OTAK DIE UH ! da mcm gini2 die kata tk buat salah . geram ! i ckp nan die " i like you , why must you do this to me ?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak army ni kan seme fikiran same . tak ckp sumer lah , mostly . cos my kwn pon is in the same boat w me . Drg ni tknk kalah , ape drg ckp , pada drg btol . Kita sume ni salah . drg selalu fikir pasal pmpan n drg nk bnde tu dri pmpan . Serious ! Agaknye kat dalam camp da kene torture byk sgt , tu sbb fikiran gitu tk ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smpai skrng i masih tunggu die , kawan i kata i bodoh tgu die uat apa , tp i sayang die sejak dari dulu . i pon kdg2 rasa i penat , tgu die seme tapi i still holding on to every hope i have . Mana tahu oneday , die realise die salah and that i am the one for him . I just hope that he realise lah the mistakes he made . I nk angry nan die pon tk boleh la , i syg die sgt sgt . haixx ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai disini sahaja cerita i . Terima Kasih (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-907073275673276313?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/907073275673276313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-army.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/907073275673276313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/907073275673276313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-army.html' title='Mat Army'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8386405173545087714</id><published>2010-02-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:37:31.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat Punkrock</title><content type='html'>From:_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 24 February 2010 16: 32PM &lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only let a few guys into my life and this particular ex will always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;Not because he was nice or sweet but because he was the biggest asshole to have entered my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 18 then, when I entered ITE. I had a boyfriend, my very first but it didn't worked out.&lt;br /&gt;He was my first boyfriend and I was too clingy perhaps for his taste.&lt;br /&gt;Being my first love, I found it very hard to get over him.&lt;br /&gt;But this story isn't about the first ex.&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy, R, when I was in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;R was good-looking and seemed like my type.&lt;br /&gt;He one of those guys you would find in punkrock gigs.&lt;br /&gt;We clicked right from the start having had almost the same interests in music and all.&lt;br /&gt;He was my bestfriend and we went everywhere together.&lt;br /&gt;My ex and I, we were still having this on and off relationship.&lt;br /&gt;He says he stills wants me but he'd rather spend all his time with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;I was very affected by this because I loved him and wanted us to last.&lt;br /&gt;R was always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Our partners knew that we were bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;I had nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;But not long after, my ex went MIA on me and I was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R was always there.&lt;br /&gt;He comforted me.&lt;br /&gt;We had a band and I enjoyed jamming with him and the rest of my bandmates every week.&lt;br /&gt;Our band was like a big family and although I was the only girl, I felt I fit right in because they treated me like one of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;During that period, I was still crying every night trying to get hold of the ex and basically being heart-broken.&lt;br /&gt;It went on like that for around 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;After I heard from one of my acquantaince that my ex had already moved on, I finally gave up trying to get back with my ex.&lt;br /&gt;He went MIA without even breaking up with me and I finally accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;So this R, we talked on the phone every night.&lt;br /&gt;He offered his shoulders for me to cry on and I did.&lt;br /&gt;And being bestfriends, it was only natural that I confide in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one particular night, we were talking on the phone as usual,&lt;br /&gt;and he asked me if I would give him a chance to take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;I told him that I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship so let's just be friends.&lt;br /&gt;R was being persistent, even going to the extend of wanting to end our friendship if I didn't give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;We were officially together and our friends were not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they think we were meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;So we graduated and he was called for National Service.&lt;br /&gt;That's when my nightmare began.&lt;br /&gt;When he went to NS, I started working.&lt;br /&gt;So I would top up his hp and get his neccesities when he comes homes every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I would always call him at night when he's in camp but he was always busy and say he's prepaid is low.&lt;br /&gt;So one weekend, I checked his hp and there was a girl's name.&lt;br /&gt;I confronted him and he finally confessed.&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;He was barely a month in NS and he's the one getting girls eventhough he was the one in camp.&lt;br /&gt;I forgave him and things starts going downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he P.O.P, he got a posting that only requires him to work from 8am to 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;And the occasional guard duty.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time he would always pester me to stay over at his house after work.&lt;br /&gt;He was living alone.&lt;br /&gt;His parents are living in JB and his siblings were rarely home when I was around.&lt;br /&gt;I had to cook for him, wash his clothes, iron his uniforms, clean his rooms and do everything.&lt;br /&gt;And on top of all that, I had to financially support him because according to him, his pay is too little.&lt;br /&gt;So I would get groceries for his house, top up his hp and ezlink every month.&lt;br /&gt;And mostly when we go out, I would pay.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a maid and I complained to him that I'm tired too because I'm working and I can't carry on doing things for him.&lt;br /&gt;We would fight all the time.&lt;br /&gt;He would say that I'm not fit to be his wife if I refuse to cook or clean for him.&lt;br /&gt;He would call me a sundal if I didn't give him money or do his bidding.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst, he keeps accusing me of cheating on him eventhough I was staying at his house.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know, he keeps accusing me because he was the one cheating behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called countless girls and he told them all the same stuff.&lt;br /&gt;That he was single and I dumped him.&lt;br /&gt;He even told one of the girl that I was a drug addict and alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;I found out from some of the girls that he even brought them home and slept with them when I didnt stay over.&lt;br /&gt;Despite all that I still forgave him each time and continue giving him money and doing his house chores.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, he would leave me at his house to clean, wash and cook while he went out with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Even when he beat me up during our fights, I always ended up going back to him.&lt;br /&gt;I keep giving him chances after chances.&lt;br /&gt;And I held on for as long as I could, 3 and a half years. &lt;br /&gt;I found out so many things about him.&lt;br /&gt;He lied a lot. He told me he had guard duty but he went clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;He would ask me for money to pay fines but he went drinking instead.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he had to go work and had no money to top up his ezlink but he went to meet some girl at Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;And I actually paid for all these.&lt;br /&gt;He would always ask me for money or simply keep my ATM card.&lt;br /&gt;All my money were spend mostly for his expenses.&lt;br /&gt;He was a fantatic liar and a master in deception.&lt;br /&gt;I would always pity him for living alone and having no parents to care for him at home.&lt;br /&gt;And he would always take advantage of that.&lt;br /&gt;My sister and friends by then, already knew of R's attitude towards me.&lt;br /&gt;My sis especially hate him because of all the bruises he gave me when I came home.&lt;br /&gt;I think even my dad knew.&lt;br /&gt;They would ask me to leave R but I held on.&lt;br /&gt;I was really miserable, but I loved him too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep praying to God to let me see him with a girl just once so I can let him go.&lt;br /&gt;And finally my prayers were answered.&lt;br /&gt;One day, I just came back from an interview.&lt;br /&gt;I got the job and I was really excited to tell R.&lt;br /&gt;So I went over to his house to give him a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I knocked on the door but no one answered.&lt;br /&gt;I called his hp but he didn't answer.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting to leave when his sister open the door.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her politely if R is home.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that he was at home and asked me to knock on his room.&lt;br /&gt;And when I did, I saw 3 girls in what looks like clothes you would wear to sleep and 3 guys(including R).&lt;br /&gt;R was topless.&lt;br /&gt;My limbs were shaking so bad.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to shout but all I could muster was a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;I was texting one of the girls who was in the room when I was on the way to R's house.&lt;br /&gt;R had some affair with her and I found out.&lt;br /&gt;So I told her to please respect me and not contact him again.&lt;br /&gt;She promised me not to meet R again but she was in that room with him all the time I was texting her!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they had been staying there for 2 days according to R!&lt;br /&gt;I was so angry and upset.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally just say sorry for crashing their party and left.&lt;br /&gt;I called my dad and he picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;I sobbed all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;I still forgave him after a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I found out that he was still contacting the same girl!&lt;br /&gt;I simply just left after that and never came back.&lt;br /&gt;I was still hurt and he still went out with her despite knowing that I had already caught them together.&lt;br /&gt;He came over to my house crying a few times but I didn't even go out to see him.&lt;br /&gt;I changed my number, email, everything.&lt;br /&gt;We even shifted house not long after the break-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that I caught R red-handed.&lt;br /&gt;Our 3 and half years means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anything to do with him again.&lt;br /&gt;I think that ugly vision of them in the room together is what keeps me strong enough to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happier girl now.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share my typical mat story.&lt;br /&gt;=o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8386405173545087714?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8386405173545087714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-punkrock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;br /&gt;To:  knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short story of what guys think and do with girls they call "Minah-rep" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this conversation with a guy friend of mine and he was telling me something that all of you should take note of. We're talking about what kind of girls he go for, etc, etc. Then come this topic. Yes, this particular friend of mine loves to find grilfriends and have sex with them. To him, there's nothing wrong to have sex with a girl FRIEND. He even said it's better to do sex with a friend rather than gf so that he does not need to get committed. And trust me, there are girls out there who think that way too. So there's this one time, i've asked him this question ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What kind of girls do you usually go for?&lt;br /&gt;Him: For sex? Or for gf?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, for gf first. &lt;br /&gt;Him: *he started talking about his dream girl, yada, yada*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, what about for sex ?&lt;br /&gt;His ans really got me shocked !&lt;br /&gt;Him: That's easy. Go for minah, especially those with thin eyebrows which he calls "floating eyebrows". Get to know them, sweet talk them and there you go, they'll give u everything you want and when you leave them, they will feel sad but only for a while cause sooner or latet they'll find a new replacement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really got me shocked. And i've not heard this only from only one particular guy but a few guys whom had told me about this.&lt;br /&gt;Well girls, even if you really wanna be a minah or have the thinnest eyebrow or anything, no one is stopping you, lead the life you want but remember, never to just sacrifice your dignity so easily that guys think of you just like a toy. We girls don't deserve to be treated that way so do take not yeah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6067748333046216152?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6067748333046216152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-talking-about-minah-rep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6067748333046216152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6067748333046216152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-talking-about-minah-rep.html' title='Mat talking about Minah Rep??'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-3672445193237841596</id><published>2010-02-25T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:34:02.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey babies.</title><content type='html'>Currently, the main owner of typicalMATsays (me) is so busy with my full time job. it is sucking out every energy of mine every single day. Within the same time, my assistant played me out. I hate you! hehe, she is also kinda busy to update this very valuable page of mine and hers and most importantly yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS typicalMATsays is currently finding for two new people to join the typicalMATsays admin team! We are called the 'K-P-O' - Kena Pakai Otak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gender: Female or Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age: 19 to 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status: Active on the internet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPORTANT NOTE: Applicant have to be very familiar with the usage of blogger. Able to use the 'current' language of the youngsters. MUST BE TRUSTWORTHY.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you fit the following criteria of being a part of typicalMATsays admin team, do send the following things to us at&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us reason(s) of why you should be part of typicalMATsays K-P-O team.&lt;br /&gt;All applicant have to attach your latest photograph, be it formal or informal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: kerja no pay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-3672445193237841596?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3672445193237841596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3672445193237841596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3672445193237841596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-babies.html' title='hey babies.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6455385708653395517</id><published>2010-02-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:24:21.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect formula of a Mat.</title><content type='html'>From:__________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 21 February 2010 18: 03PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this story was when i was in Secondary 1 . I didnt know what is love all about and what is sex . When i was on that stage , i only know how to kiss and hold hands with a guy . This guy is really special to me and he was in the express class . He was a new student in my school . He use to be in Sport School till he got kick out . One day he added me in friendster . Itu bila tyme bnyk oranq maen friendster larhh kan ! :D So i accepted his request . In the end we chatted through msn and we both gave our contact numbers . When in school he always smile and me and my heart will always melt . His smile means something to me . For the first time i thought he wasn't a bad guy but after all it was just what i didnt imagine . After school he ask me to meet under his block . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for him 5 to 10 minutes under his block . Finally he arrive and he hugged me . I feel special on that time . He took me up and we both went to a staircase . He hold my hand tightly and next i knew he open my school uniform . Yeah you people we say why your so dumb ? You could stop but then i don't know i didnt . He open his zip and suddenly i knew the first time i saw a men penis . It was life experience for me . We didn't do sex or whatever . He ask me to sucks his dick in a nice way and i did it . End up lioke two days we did the same thing . Yes i was pretty dumb . A bimbo perhaps you could say ? Well never judge a person without knowing him and don't find love , let the love find you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months , i know he have a girlfriends . And i feel use on some way . One day i heard a rumours about me in school . Almost everyone look at me strangly and i found out from my friends say he told almost a number of people about us doing in the staircase . Hurrily i ran to the toilet and cried . I feel like commiting suicide but it such a waste of my life . From that day i didn't trust any guys but now i know the limits of true love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i heard he already done sex with a numbers of girls . Well i am luckly enough not doing with him or not i will be his next suspect to him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you girls out there ; Don't let somebody take control of you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6455385708653395517?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6455385708653395517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/perfect-formula-of-mat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6455385708653395517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6455385708653395517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/perfect-formula-of-mat.html' title='Perfect formula of a Mat.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6275649870130855950</id><published>2010-02-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:22:52.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most interesting MAT?</title><content type='html'>From:________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 21 February 2010 15: 55PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about this blogspot since I knew about it yesterday. Skrg, aku nyer turn plak lah nk citer dkt sape2 yg bace nie blog. &amp;amp;; my name is, Ilah.&lt;br /&gt;Cite aku mcm nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu, aku pernah jadi butch utk 2 tahun lebih. Aku penah lah ader matair pompan. Aku jadi butch pon pasal jantan2 tak guna ahh. Aku dipermainkan. Sume tipu. Mcm soyal ah seriously. Jadi butch pon pasal aku tak tk leh trust any guys out there anymore ah. That time, hati2 aku btl2 mmg da benci laki2 dkt luar. Tgk muke drg pon jijik ah actually. Mmg aku tau ah, not all black sheep tapi I just can’t accept ah asal drg buat gitu dkt aku sume. One of them, tipu aku. Da tipu tkpe. Dier beli kan aku MP3 then dier mintak balek ah. Aku tros tak contact dgn dier ah. Dier main timer plak tu. Sot ajer otak. Tu pon time aku secondary school. Maseh anak2 abu lagi ah org ckp. Sayang dier giler babi, dpt tau dier main Alamak then name nk step Syafiq. Aku debik baru tau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dier cina tapi tau ckp melayu ah. Mmg aku da leh rase yg dier tu up to no good. But sayang nyer pasal, aku buat2 tak tau. Dier ingt, dier leh bodoh2 kan aku. Aku lari rumah, sume pasal dier.&lt;br /&gt;Tros tu, during Nitec, aku tukar jadi butch. Da jadi butch, aku knl lah nie lelaki, Feez (name bedek), dkt Habbo after a year plus jadi senget. I know, childish ah main Habbo but aku btl2 melekat dkt tu tmpt lah time aku tkder kejer part time. Maseh blajar lagi lah that time. So kiter sembang2 lah dlm Habbo tu. Knl ramai kwn &amp;amp; most of them tau lah aku nie otak tak btl (senget lah katakan). They don’t mind. They’re actually an understanding people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, aku masok lah Habbo. Then nmpk dier duduk satu tmpt ni. So aku pon join lah. Kirakan, nk buat kwn. Tapi utk dier, ingt kan aku nie step gerek nyer YP nk buat kwn dgn dier. Bbl mcm biasa tapi dier sarcastic giler dgn aku. Sot ajer otak. Sakit hati pon ader ah dgn tu mat.&lt;br /&gt;From acquaintance, to mutual friends, to bestfriend. Aku knl dier pon da setahun lebih. When kiter bestfriend, dier tgh having, sort of bad break up lah dgn dier nyer ex minah dulu. Aku plak, tgh on the rocks dgn ex minah aku. Kata zaman2 butch, ader gf nyer. I was there every time he was really down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasal dier tk tau lah asal dier nyer ex minah mcm tu. Aku coax dier lah. Before kiter bestfriend, aku penah jmpe dier skali ajer. Tu pon member Habbo ajak turon ah. Main sports. Kebetulan, dier pon turon jgk. Aku tak tau dier pon turon. Ader ah aku ajak dier tapi dier ckp dier malas nk turon pasal jauh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next outing, bdk2 Habbo had a picnic dkt ECP. I was invited. That time, klau tak salah aku, kiter da bestfriend. Dier mati2 nk aku turon ECP tau. He was looking forward to meet me. Lepak &amp;amp; all ah. Tapi aku tak blh lah that time pasal aku tak leh kluar rumah.&lt;br /&gt;Then, kiter makan dinner same2 dgn cousins dier tau. Maklumlah, aku knl cousin dier sume. Kluar dinner then cousin pompan dier, ader rase mcm lain ah. Dier ckp dkt aku, mcm ader benda gitu antara aku dgn Feez nie. Tapi kiter nie mcm “brader” lah kirakan. Maner2 dier gi, aku ikot. “Brader” mah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dier lepak pon aku turon. Kirakan, kite btl2 nyer rapat giler ah. Slalu lepak dgn cousin lelaki dier ah. Dier ader jgk hint aku benda. Dier panggil aku “Baby, B” sume. Aku buat tk tau ah. Pasal that time, we were “gaying” around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, he wasn’t being himself. Blh rasa ah that time. Time tu, klau tak salah, 2nd week of Ramadhan ah. Aku pon kluar dgn member aku buka luar abeh aku that time tak text dier sgt. Aku nk balek, baru aku text dier. Text dier, he wasn’t that cheerful tau. Slalu kiter bbl bende mepek giler. Being random ah katakana. Aku tau, ader benda yg tak kena actually tapi aku tak tnyr dier thru text. Aku tunggu sampai aku balek then online, baru aku tnyr. Aku sampai rumah, mandi sume. Then aku online. That time, aku nk blajar for upcoming exam or test. So, aku tnyr dier lah knape &amp;amp; all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dier ckp, dier ader rase mcm ader org bbl pasal dier &amp;amp; dier ingt ader org hate dier to the max. Aku tau, dier ader satu penyakit nie. Aku tak kesah sgt. Then kiter gadoh lah dlm MSN tu. Dier sarcastic dgn aku. Aku melalak that malam jgk. Aku tumbok tembok ah. Aku bbl dgn kwn aku. Aku cite kan lah dgn dier. Dier pon terkejot ah. Then kwn aku nie, gi blang Feez aper yg aku buat sume. Dier tutop laptop, dier baring dkt katil, dier renungkan ah aper dier buat dkt aku. Krg imagine lah, aku tak bersalah pon dier mcm tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, dier bbl dgn aku dkt MSN. I did saw him dkt MSN but takot nk tegor pasal nanti dier sarcastic dgn aku lagi so aku diamkan diri &amp;amp; let him talk to me. He did &amp;amp; asked me whether I’m okay. I was okay then I asked him back lah. Dier pon okay. Then tiba2 dier asked 3 random questions tau. &lt;br /&gt;1st question dier tnyr, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What will you do if you found out that the furniture around your house went missing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd question dier tnyr,&lt;br /&gt;“What will I do when I saw Mickey Mouse infront of you?”&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau, nie sume mepek tapi ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dier nyer last question;&lt;br /&gt;“What if I like you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pon cuak ah depan laptop. Aku tnyr diri sendiri, btl ke tak btl? Aku tnyr dier gini dkt dier, “you know right I’m a butch?” Dier ckp, dier tau tapi dier tk kesah langsung. I asked him, asal he like me? He explained everything. Ader satu part nie, dier sweet giler. Dier ckp gini “Thinking of what I did to you yesterday, I knew, I never wanna let you go.” Aku dah, caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaair beb. Cair giler ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aku diam kan diri jab pasal aku bace aper dier type dkt MSN berulang kali. Abeh dier ckp gini “Nevermind, forget about it. I know it’ll never come true.” Beb, aku da cuak giler. Aku tak tau aper nk buat jgk that time. Aku da tersengeh depan laptop aku tau. Then I asked him this “so, what’s next?” Dier reply, “Will you be my girlfriend.” Aku da senyum mcm kambing. Aku pon accept dier lah in the end. Pada mula nyer, aku tak biasa pasal aku butch. Lama kelamaan, aku biasa kan diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai skrg lah kiter matair. Nk dkt 6bln. Dier tak seromantic maner pon, aku tetap saying dier. Dier tkder rupa tapi aku tau dier mmg ikhlas nk ubah kan aku &amp;amp; all. Parents kiter pon da tau tentang kite. Dier bkn typical mat yg gi clubbing &amp;amp; isap rokok nyer. He’s the good boy nyer type tapi bkn anak mak lah. Both of us, quitted smoking. Both of us decided to let go of the past &amp;amp; look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dier yg dulu sarcastic giler, skrg da tak sarcastic. Dulu, dier mind his own his own business. Dier tak kesah langsung pasal org2 sekeliling dier. Dier pon tak campor family ah. Living in his own world lah kata kan. Skrg, dier btl2 da berubah. Dier campor dgn family dier. Bbl &amp;amp; all. Dulu dier anti social. Skrg tak. Dier mix around even thou tak knl. Byk perubahan lah pada diri dier. When aku cite kan dkt kwn2 Habbo kiter, drg mcm tak caye ah aku nie matair dgn Feez. Pasal drg tau, aku tk kn berubah jadi pompan balek when I found the right person. &amp;amp; now, I found the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu lah cite aku. Aku ader jgk cite kan tentang nie dkt kwn2 aku. Drg ckp it’s interesting ah. I don’t know lah about the readers here. &amp;amp; I know, Feez will read this &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6275649870130855950?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6275649870130855950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-interesting-mat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6275649870130855950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6275649870130855950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-interesting-mat.html' title='Most interesting MAT?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-1472863254264851690</id><published>2010-02-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:43:47.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo, body art.. parents si minah tak suke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Apelah nasib si Mat tattoo nie. Nak khawin bersyarat. Kalau ringan takper. Heavy metal betol rule maknyer si minah kasi. Kesiiiiaaannn~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typicalMATsays really find that our Mats with tattoo are increasing theses days. As we can also see in town that minah tudung are also dating Mats with tattoo. Nothing so weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything seems weird when it comes to the minah's parents. Duuhhh. Most parents these days stereotype all tattoo Mats are involve in gangsterism and of course they are unable to take care of their daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang lah kalau ikut undang-undang Islam, tattoo nie adalah haram. Tapi kite skrg nie dah terlalu canggih(sampai Surai pon ader cite nenek super canggih), we are more layback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those Mats with tattoo.. TMS got nothing against you people coz to be honest my mat friends also have tattoo. (quite a handful, or maybe legful). They are a bunch of nice people to hang out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of appearance its about how you bring yourself to make the parents of your minah to like you. At least have a form of basic respect. Respect? how - wear a handsock when you meet them. Or maybe put on a long sleeve shirt or t-shirt when you gonna meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least they know that you are a respectful person and knows how to respect the elderly. Your language usage. Memang lah kan, kite ni mane ader bebual tk maki, sikit jer macam keluar. jgn cakap kite, aku nie tgk bdk-bdk primary school as early as Primary 2 dah pandai start maki. Maaaakkkk, zaman aku primary 2.. semua baik-baik siak.. Stokin tinggi mcm sailormoon. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;orang cucuk kat pinggang. korang melatah "Oh mak kau jatuh, mak kau sial". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orang langgar sikit jer "Puki, buta pe sial!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orang tengok jer nak kena sound "Lu apehal tengok gua tuh macam. takda cara pah? Cb." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to control your tongue. it will really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, if you have will, there is always a way for you to undo your step. Laser treatment for removal of tattoo is the best way to impress your minah parents and prove to them that you are sincere in getting to be together with their daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser treatment brape? ENTAH AKU PON TK TAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Peluk Cium Peluk Cium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-1472863254264851690?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1472863254264851690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/tattoo-body-art-parents-si-minah-tak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1472863254264851690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1472863254264851690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/tattoo-body-art-parents-si-minah-tak.html' title='Tattoo, body art.. parents si minah tak suke.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8264012756461507591</id><published>2010-02-20T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:57:35.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat JC, so what?</title><content type='html'>From: ___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 09 February 2010 13: 08PM &lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened around 5 years ago, when im still in secondary 3. I never had a boyfriend before ever since but i do have crushes at that point of time. When i was in sec3, i get into my first rs ever and it turned out real bad, VERY bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s this one time, when i was in Primary 1, i had this bestfriend, name Haziq [not his real name]. We’re very close till one point of time, he didn’t came to school and i started crying cause i was only close with him and would go anywhere with him only. One day, he said “awak, nanti da besar kite kahwin eh”, yes i still remember that phrase. Eventually, in primary 3, we got into different class and were no longer close at all till then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there’s this one day when i was in secondary 3, i was browsing through my Friendster when i encountered his profile and so i added him as a friend and sent him a message there asking if he remembers me and how’s he, etc.  He did reply to my message and accepted my friend request. He even asked me for my email add/ contact number so that we could get in touch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed to him my email add and told him to add me in MSN. So he did, and we chatted and talked all about our old times together. Then one day, out of randomness, he sounds me to be his gf.  It was too early and fast for me and i had no experience on that before, so i rejected. He kept persuading me and ensuring me that everything will be fine, he’ll be a good bf, etc, etc. So being a first-timer, i accepted it. Not even 24-hours of being together, we broke off. All because he texted me and said he wanna try having sex with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared, very scared so i told him i wouldn’t want that and i asked for a break-up because i suspected he sound me only cause he wanted sex. He was damn angry when i rejected and agreed to breaking up. After a few days, he texted me again, he told me he won’t bring up tt topic again, yada, yada, yada. Being stupid, naive me, i trusted him and continue my rs with him. Oh, and did i mention? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that while, we haven’t met each other before. So there’s this one point of time he told me that he wanted to meet and i was excited actually but he just had to bring up that sex topic again. He told me to meet him at “this” carpark as it’s quite empty there. And when i told him i don’t want any sex, he’ll start to get pissed off and scold me and threatened to break up with me.  I agreed to meet him but everytime he tried to take off my clothes and all, i’d find some excuse that i need to stand, etc, etc. Yes, i was saved ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank god, at this point of time, there’s this uncle around so he can’t do much. He was so pissed off cause we didn’t get to do anything. Though, i still continue our rs cause im starting to love him and it was my first ever rs so i wanted it to last. He ever brought me back to his home and thank god, before he even sempat to do anything, his parents reached home so i was saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s even this one time, he ring me up and forced me to go into this one porn website and asked me to watch it and forced me to moan. I kept on saying no and he was so pissed off that he just hangs up the phone on me. He didn’t contact me for a few weeks after that and when i tried contacting him, he won’t reply or pick up any of my calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till one day, i texted his mum hp and he replied and told me not to reply till he contacts me cause his mum found out about us and told him to break up and stop contacting me. So we didn’t contact for about a few weeks. Then one day, i decided to view his Friendster profile and i was so shocked when i saw his status in a rs and there’s a few comments from a girl name ‘Amirah’ [not her real name] saying she loves him, etc, etc and also some other comments of people congratulating them. Then i browse through his pictures and saw them taking pic together and putting captions like Amirah loves Haziq, etc, etc. I viewed that girl profile and saw the same thing too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very dissapointed and kept crying at tt point of time. So when he contacted me back a few days later, i asked him the truth and he was telling me that i LOVE to make assumptions[wtfff! I saw those with my own eyes siol] and he told me that whatever i saw wasn’t true at all. He told me that Amirah was his ex and that girl still can’t get over him and since she got his password, she uploaded their pics all over again, yada, yada. He was forcing me to believe him so despite feeling uncertain, i just continue with our rs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, i was looking at my friend blog and came across this amirah’s blog so i went to read it, it’s all about this Haziq, she telling how much she loves him, how close she’s with his family, etc, etc. I felt like a loser, really. So i texted Haziq and told him that i know all the truth about him and her and he still keeps denying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, did i mention that we kept breaking off and patching things up again around 7 times? Oh myy ! and that lasted for around a year plus okay ! -.- there’s this one point, he texted me saying “ baby , i wanna meet you. My penis misses your vagina very much” . i was feeling wtfff cause i swear, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we’ve never had sex before though he always asked for it. So yeah, after getting so tired and very pissed off with him, i decided to break up with everything and throw every memories of ours. He agreed to breaking up as he told me that i wouldn’t wanna have sex with him so he doesn’t want me anymore. So then i asked him, when we’re together , what did he treat me as? Gf? A friend only ? And his reply really disappoints me and makes me angrier. His reply was “Your just a sex partner to me, im attached with Amirah actually” .. Wtfffffffff ! since that day, i hated him and till today i’ll never forgive him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, till today, i still do see him with Amirah around. And when he saw me, all he did was looked at me and i would just walked away cause i don’t even wanna see his face at all. Sometimes i just feel like telling this Amirah girl but i didn’t cause i didn’t wanna spoil their long rs. There’s this one point of time he chatted with me around 2 years back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think and told me that he’d had sex with malay girls and now he wants to try Chinese and Indian girls and asked me if i can find any of those girls for him. I blocked him straight away and that was the last chat. He used to msged me still in the middle of the night asking if i’ve even changed my mind to have sex with him so i changed my number too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls out there. Beware of this kind od sick guys. Just get away from them. They’d even lie about their status just to have sex and then would leave you cause they’re in a rs and loves their gf but too desperate to have sex. (-__-) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, and this guy here came from a very good school and currently in JC too. So people, never judge a book by it’s cover. He looks decent, very educated but his brains are just polluted. So doesn’t mean that if that guy came from a good school means that he’s a good guy okay . do take note &lt;/b&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8264012756461507591?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8264012756461507591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-jc-so-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8264012756461507591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8264012756461507591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-jc-so-what.html' title='Mat JC, so what?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8794843284677047820</id><published>2010-02-20T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:52:34.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit ker tak, Mat nie.</title><content type='html'>From:__________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent:&amp;nbsp;19 February 2010 01: 06AM&lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people.. I would like to share a story based on my experiences.. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys enjoy reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a freak at times..If u could look into my heart, it's black..I was not always like this though..Used to be bubbly, happy-go-lucky..Experiences took that away..&lt;br /&gt;I pernah kenal macam2 lelaki lahs..Yang handsome tapi player,Yang tak handsome tapi step player,And lelaki yang i tk tahu aper nak cakap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ader satu lelaki yang i kenal, really left a lot of hatred in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kenal A dari my ite dulu..Dier pernah mintak my number..Tapi i tak kasi at that point of time pasal i nga attached..My friend, F rapat dgn bestfriend A..F selalu bilang i yang A ni paiseh pasal i mcm tolak dier..&lt;br /&gt;Pi bukannyer i bermaksud nak buat dier macam gitu lahs..A orang nyer macam typical good guys lahs..Muker dier, prangai dier smuer..During our time in ite, kiter tak bebual sangat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler i masok poly, kebetulan dier pun samer poly dgn i..Tapi dier 1 year senior than me..&lt;br /&gt;I joined a certain activity in school..I tahu A attached dengan E..Tapi i pun tak kisah pasal i was attached at that point of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, me and my bf broke up..Kebetulan, A msn dgn i on that day itself..Dier bilang i dier pun nga single..Then, dier bebual bende jiwang2 arh..I tahu he was merely sweet talking..Tapi i decided to kasi dier chance..Since it started way back in ite..I awkward jugak lahs mula2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari, our activity group ader gathering..Kirekan itu first time we meet since kiter attached..Biler dah habis gathering, kiter spent time 2 orang ajer..Then, i got to know him better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I punyer impression of dier was,walaupun dier sweet talker motha fucka,dier kind of baik..Walaupun dier tak handsome, tapi hati dier tulus..Or so i thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nyer orang actually not that financially well off lahs..Cukup2 makan lahs katekan..I ader keje part time..Tapi pasal i nga studying, i bleh keje braper hari ajer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pulak criter pasal family situation dier..Dier kater bapak dier tk suker dier masok that activity group and regard it as a waste of money..I tahu dier ader keje..Pi i tak tahu how much dier earning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kesian punyer pasal, i offer untuk kluarkan duit biler kiter kluar one fine day..I sanggup tipu mak i untuk dapatkan duit tu..I ni smoker, so is he..I isap rokok merah, dier isap rokok kretek..I benci arh kretek..Pi dier nyer pasal, i sanggup beli rokok kretek untuk dier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamer kelamaan, jadi kebiasaan pulak asyik i yang kluar duit biler kiter kluar..I tak mind lahs..Kesian nyer pasal..Then, satu hari, baru abt few weeks kiter mataer, dier mintak i BJ..I cakap i tak nak..Macam merepek kan..Tak sampai sebulan, nak buat bende2 bodoh..Dier kater dier need it and stuffs..I cakap i tak nak means tak nak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, dier mintak break..I memang tak kisah.. Pasal feeling i untuk baru seberaper jek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler dah break dgn dier, aru i dapat tahu stuffs from the seniors..Dorg bilang i yang A i suker mataer sekejap2..Kadang2 the rest of the guys sampai bet dgn each other how long he can last with a new girl..&lt;br /&gt;I bingit lahs..Dorg sepatutnyer bilang i siang2..What if i dah btol2 sayangkan dier?I dapat tahu from S that A nyer ex before me break dengan dier pasal. he was ''taking things too fast''..I was shocked.. Pasal lelaki ni muker tak macam lelaki ''sakit''..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, came more stories..How dier used the same tactics untuk dapatkan duit dari orang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ader one of his friend bingit dengan dier pasal dier kerja, yet dier indirectly mintak i duit..&lt;br /&gt;What brings this hatred is that, biler break up,dier takder cakap thanks pun kat i for all the things i did for him..Dier lagi boleh tengok i macam i yang salah biler bertembung..Sumpah macam siak prangai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful me and him break up siang2..Kalau tak, bankrupt lahs aku..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8794843284677047820?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8794843284677047820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakit-ker-tak-mat-nie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8794843284677047820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8794843284677047820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/sakit-ker-tak-mat-nie.html' title='Sakit ker tak, Mat nie.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2488342159160097114</id><published>2010-02-20T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T15:43:28.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat suruh buat, kena buat.</title><content type='html'>Maafkan lah hamba, hamba busy sgt sampai tak sempat nak update this precious blog of mine. Tak boleh angkat i tell you my work, penat sgt.. Biaselah kan, kerja mane tak penat?&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Lagi lagi kalau kerja dgn government.. Macam-macam kena buat. Salah sikit jer,&amp;nbsp;habis kena fuck atas bawah!&amp;nbsp;Hehe. Shhhhhh!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nairi Senah nak talk malay lah, malas nak type English. I very feeling melayu today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i was talking-talking gitu dgn one of my Mat&amp;nbsp;kejer and randomly started a topic about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Asal minah-minah skrg tk pandai jage Mat dieorg?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kecoh k, boleh jadi gaduh tau bebual ngan my Mat kejer nie. I standard lah, mempertahankan kaum hawa, cheyyy, abeh si Mat dungu ni.. pertahankan malaun-malaun Mat2 nie bebual mcm dah lame hidup je nie mat. aku siku kang! makan bubur 7 bulan. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut short je lah eh, conversation kite nie. Pasal kalau nak ikot detail.. Makkk aiiii, lembab geng, sampai 2 page pon tak abis story! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh, aku peh pompuan eh, geram je.. Aku cakap ngan de, de buat tak heran jer" - Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Padan muka kau, means minah kau dah tk heran pasal kau! heheh" - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mulut taik! Yerlah, aku msg de ckp aku nak kuar. De ckp k. Aku nak tuh nak nie, de ckp - Buat lah sendiri." - Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Abeh geram urh? Lau kau treat de mcm Maid, sape mau layan. Aku pon tk nak! " - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mane ader, De kan pompuan aku, tolong aku lah buat nie and tuh.. " - Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please note this, kite minah-minah nie semua, choose to become your girlfriend/life partner/wife/tunang bukan untuk jadi hamba kepada kamu mat-mat semua okay. &lt;br /&gt;So Mats out there, nak tau kenapa minah-minah react gitu tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASAL SHE'S SICK AND TIRED BEING PUSHED AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;so lau minah-minah korang nie semua dah start perangai ni mcm, korang sit down.. REFLECT. slh siapakah ini? Salah korang ker? Salah minah korang ker tk nak dgr ckp korang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi asal suruh de buat nie, buat tuh.. Amek nie amek tuh, Masak nie masak tuh.. jgn pandai order jer..&lt;em&gt; (my mum selalu ckp gitu at my dad! hahaha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng. i don't know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peluk cium peluk cium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2488342159160097114?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2488342159160097114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-suruh-buat-kena-buat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2488342159160097114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2488342159160097114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-suruh-buat-kena-buat.html' title='Mat suruh buat, kena buat.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8521718755156556810</id><published>2010-02-17T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:24:13.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Mat go over the edge</title><content type='html'>From:_________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 11 February 2010 12: 54PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kenal ngan this mat.. Pada masa tu aku keje kat contruction site sebagai admin so dier tk byk bebual la.. masa off aku kiter klua.. Semua dier bayar.. Da masok dua bulan aku resigned dan mula keje kat airport. Pada masa tu semua berubah.. Bayangkan, kalau aku ngah buat keje.. Tengah serve passenger ke atau ngan sibuk, dier kalau call aku tk angkat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss call leh jejak sampai 30 missed call dan message dalam 5 minit.. Then biler aku call balik, macam macam dier tuduh aku. Aku bual ngan laki la, aku da lupakn dier la.. Kadang kala sampai boring aku mahu layan. Everytime aku mintak break, dier mintak maaf dan ckp dier akan berubah... Tension tau otak nie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, dier ckp ngan aku dier keje ica tapi batang hidung pun tak pernah nmpk. Lepas tu duit gaji dier pun aku tk pernah nampak. Kalau klua semua aku byr.Aku pun mula terfikir, setiap hari dier hantar aku g keje dan lau break time aku tk blang dier, dier msg kawan keje aku suruh check. So break time aku kene ngan dier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang buat aku tekad untuk break yelah nie, da la dier control aku nk g mane2. Aku g family nye bbq tanpa dier pun dier marah aku kat telephone.. Pada masa tu kakak aku blang last minute.. Mana la aku tau.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then satu hari aku g batam ngan mak, kakak dan abg ipar aku.. Aku ajak dier, dier tak mahu. Hp aku tk de roaming so mati la katakn. Jejak kaki aku kat singapore, ini la message dier pada aku &lt;strong&gt;"DA LA U, U G LA SCANDAL NGAN MAT BATAM KAT SANA, DORG KAN LEBIH BAGUS DARI I. I TAHU U G SANA DGN SCANDAL U BUKAN NGAN FAMILY U". &lt;/strong&gt;Darah sikit nye menyirap. sampai aku di bawah block, dier sedang tunggu. mak aku sampai geleng kepala.. Betul nye malu aku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi aku mintak break.. Aku ingat perasaan ego sampai di situ, rupanya tidak... Dier call kakak aku and kawan baik aku tanya kenapa aku mintak break. Kenapa aku berubah sampai gini.. Tapi aku tetap mintak break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da lepas sebulan break, dier mintak kwn aku call aku mintak brg dier balek... Katakn brg yg dier kasi aku. Suruh aku antar kat kwn aku. Dier ingatkn aku kuli dier ke. Aku jawap balek ckp kalau nk. Ambek sendiri.. akhirnya dier ambek sendiri,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasar laki dayus... Ego tk bertempat... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip from TypicalMATsays: Aiyooohh, this Mat rabak pah?! Actually darling, i've encountered this very tight situation where the Mat i used to be with or date. CONTROL RABAK! He is like the ultimate freak lah. he can give me 55 missed calls. He will send me endless text messages. He will always throw vulgarities at me whenever i never pick up his calls. So tell me, Whats the best thing to do? YES! DUMP HIM.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8521718755156556810?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8521718755156556810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-mat-go-over-edge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8521718755156556810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8521718755156556810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-mat-go-over-edge.html' title='When Mat go over the edge'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8127249692553770338</id><published>2010-02-13T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:15:30.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 lies that every Mat tell</title><content type='html'>Of course all of us have encountered situation where you know your Mat is cheating but you're just not so sure. And as the saying of typicalMATsays: the lies that they tell. Today we are going to feature 3 top lies that a Mat will tell the girlfriend, just to make her feel all goody-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I wasn't checking Her Out, Sumpahh!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we all done this one? Be it for the Mat or for the Minah? Here is the truth, women. Your Mat&amp;nbsp;were checking her out, she is&amp;nbsp;hot, and that&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;mean&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;Mat&amp;nbsp;doesn't love you. Your Mat might be attracted by her perfume or just her simple way&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;dressing?&amp;nbsp;Some of typicalMATsays friends(Mats) told us this. &lt;em&gt;"The only time we won't be checking out ladies, that means it is time to go for an eyecheck up"&lt;/em&gt; - irritating or what?! korek mate korang baru tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"No,&amp;nbsp;macam mane nak bilang, i pon tk tau mane nak pergi"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the sad lies, the ones your Mat tells because he's falling out of love. The more quickly a woman seeks the truth behind these lies, the sooner she can remedy the relationship -- or, if necessary, end it. A change in voice can be significant. Well, your Mat will stumble and think for a short pause just too tell you this, thus you know your Mat is lying and he do know where on earth will he be going too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I won't be interested&amp;nbsp;in any&amp;nbsp;of your friends....even if we didn't know each other!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the big one. The truth is,&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Mat&amp;nbsp;probably be interested in ALL of them. The Mat will scan around the group of girls you always hang out with and at times will exchange smiles that won't get him caught! That doesn't mean all Mat going to do it. Your Mat will say "I love YOU, sweetheart" ...but if&amp;nbsp;these Mats gonna be totally honest, he would just tell you off your face "you've got some pretty sexy sisters too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8127249692553770338?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8127249692553770338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-lies-that-every-mat-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8127249692553770338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8127249692553770338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-lies-that-every-mat-tell.html' title='3 lies that every Mat tell'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-204945939588294112</id><published>2010-02-11T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:08:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classification: Mat Stalker</title><content type='html'>There are no two ways about it... Mat&amp;nbsp;stalkers are jerks. They are also dangerous, and emotionally and mentally sick. &lt;em&gt;eeeeuuuuuwwwwww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these Mat stalker bukan aje in real life jer ader,&amp;nbsp;more and more we are seeing stalkers in the cyber world. Whether one is stalking in real life or on the Internet, they have serious problems and need help.... but not from you. &lt;em&gt;Paham?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some women seem to find the obsessive attention with a Mat stalker somehow flattering. (weird eh?)&amp;nbsp;They seem to think the unrelenting obsession is a confirmation of how great they are. &lt;em&gt;haha, jadi nie part boleh lah perasaan jambu, konon-konon ader secret admirer. Sawan per?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. While you may be a wonderful person, stalking is not a reflection of your "wonderfulness", it is a sign of sickness in the Mat&amp;nbsp;stalker. &lt;em&gt;Wahh, mcm paham per aku bebual english. The reason why i use this sign - " is because i don't know any other words to replace this shit. So sorry, vocab gue tak byk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat Stalkers are also dangerous. If a Mat stalker has come into your life, please do not take it lightly. Understand the seriousness of this issue and speak with law enforcement officers. &lt;em&gt;Cheyyy! Konon aku keje government. Okaylah, kalau you guys get v v scared or pussy suddenly, Apply for Police Protection Order ker, ape2 lah.. susah sgt, pekik je "HEELLLPPP!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat Stalkers are sick men who need help. They are not terrific guys who think you are great! &lt;br /&gt;Be smart and careful. So next time,&lt;em&gt; tkmo perasaan jambu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-204945939588294112?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/204945939588294112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/classification-mat-stalker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/204945939588294112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/204945939588294112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/classification-mat-stalker.html' title='Classification: Mat Stalker'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-3435827135694275567</id><published>2010-02-10T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:11:05.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traits of Prasaan Mat Mod</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just a quick updates. This is a story SHARED by one of our readers of typicalMATsays. So enjoy (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: _________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 08 February 2010 11: 09AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw him, there was nothing special about him. He wasn't THAT good-looking, the didn't have the Abg Body build and he was young; young enough to pose off as my younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, the plus point on his part was, he had such a glib tongue. I fell in love with him after three weeks, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He claimed he was a mod. Don't ask me what the significance is being a mod in Singapore because from what I knew, mods originated in London in the 1950s. How the hell they influenced the posers in Singapore, I really have no idea. But this mat, who was really into the mod scene etc, was a poor mod. He barely had money to top up his $5 ez-link. No offence, but it's the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suke berbual world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was often saying that he had mat saleh blood when his face was like one of those normal jawa-malay guys. He said his uncle is Mat Saleh, and his uncle (not him) was born at Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mat saleh, who really came from Liverpool, married his aunt, who is Malay. So it just means that this Mat Mod is pure Malay, not even a tinge of Mat Saleh blood. So weird. It's like a pig saying he doesnt like to mix with other pigs becaus they're pigs. Get the link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penipu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, classic. Biasalah, bila nk kacip perempuan, start lah dier punye "My girlfriend left me last week cos dier ada lelaki lain" and "You make me feel complete" bla bla bla. When I got together with him, ingatkan dier single. Rupa-rupanye masih ada matair. Diorg dh break tkpe, still in contact ni. Dasar dua2 miang kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prasan ladies' boy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ada one period of time ni, dier ada 3 scandals at one time, but still come by my block at night to have sex with me. Kirakan dier bangga la, ada 3 scandals but masih ada 1 girlfriend yang nk main ngan dier. Kong aj btol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaki pukul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni dah mcm biase dah. Asal gaduh, tangan jln. Ludah kat muke org. Tumbuk mata aku bila it's hari raya eve. Sampai lebam mata, kena pakai foundation bertepek. At that point of time, aku dh tekad nk break ngan si Mat Mod ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kikis duit orang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tau malu btol si Mat Mod ni. Nk pergi pangkeng, msg kwn aku utk pinjam duit. Sakit sgt la tu. Kalau tkde duit nk beli apape, nk makan apape, baru nk jumpe aku. Kalau dier ada duit, dier senyap je. Bila part gaji aku masuk, tau pulak dier nk call ajak aku klua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mat Mod's trait #6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step kwn dgn bebudak band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak habes2 nk lepak kat Esplanade, kononnya dgn band mates dier. Padahal satu musical instrument pun dier tk tau main. Dh knape ni? Bodoh ke stupid? Kononnya jgk, kwn2 dier byk kat The Sallys &amp;amp; Comic strip. Macam paham. Pernah aku tanye one of the comic strip members whether dier knl si Mat Mod ni. Dier kata tk knl. Kesian btol si Mat Mod, tkde kwn rupanye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau nk list down all his traits nanti sampai bsok pun tk habis. Alhamdullilah, I'm now with a mat yang total opposite of this Mat Mod. And dgr2 this Mat Mod is back with the very first girl he left to be with me. Semoga diorg bahagia lah eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-3435827135694275567?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3435827135694275567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/traits-of-prasaan-mat-mod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3435827135694275567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3435827135694275567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/traits-of-prasaan-mat-mod.html' title='Traits of Prasaan Mat Mod'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-6239381290853978873</id><published>2010-02-06T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T16:19:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal.</title><content type='html'>To the girl, &lt;br /&gt;Im not dumb&amp;nbsp;or blind. Neither am i deaf.&amp;nbsp;Let me firmly tell you this, get the fuck off my face or net, more to be, or you'll loose everything you have now. Now that you are dating 'him', I've laid&amp;nbsp;the red carpet for you to walk on, and of course:&amp;nbsp;Go and get a life. I don't give a fuck&amp;nbsp;about 'him'. Your presence started the whole fiasco between 'him' and me. &lt;em&gt;Kawan aku yang kenal aku luar dalam, buang aku pasal kau.&lt;/em&gt; You should feel sorry for breaking&amp;nbsp;a&lt;strong&gt; used to be v loyal-friendship. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough bcoz of you 'he' changed a lot and having to befriending with him&amp;nbsp;for v long, he choose to overthrow me for your sake. &lt;em&gt;Macam kau peh puki ader diamond gitu.&lt;/em&gt; So be it. You've got to know the whole story first before telling tales. I rather not prolonged this matter coz you're freaking&amp;nbsp;21 years old and you know what should be done. &amp;nbsp;What is right and whatsnot. Take your last shot in trying to make 'him' hate me more and make sure your last shot is worth taking. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Babe, don't push me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6239381290853978873?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6239381290853978873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/personal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6239381290853978873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6239381290853978873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/personal.html' title='Personal.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4653158309323444966</id><published>2010-02-06T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T16:05:17.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat pakai 'barang' at me :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey all of ya, miss TMS? tak? alaaaaaaaaahhh. Tak nak updatelah :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe, well i managed to squeeze sometime in between and update this blog for you darlings.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 05 February 2010 11: 27AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I wanna to share with you guys on one of my suckiest experience in my life ever. It&amp;nbsp;was a wake up call for me and also, a lesson to be&amp;nbsp;learnt for others. Let's just disclose the name as it too personal to be told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened in the midst of Oct - Nov 09. I'm attached to my wonderful boyfriend for 4 years. And, of course, in parts and parcel of relationship, there's always time when you are up and you are down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monster,XX, wife just passed away. As a Facebook friend, when your friend is down, you would want to cheer them up right? So, each time when XX posted a sad status, i would comment him and cheer him up. Nothing more than that.&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my boyfriend gone haywired. Miscommunication, Misunderstanding etc etc. XX started a conversation with me on Facebook, and since then, we both chatted, share each other problems etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't for long when he decided to meet me up for a cup of tea. So, why not? Infact, i only regard him as a friend. Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after our first meetup, he confessed to me how he felt when he met me. Those mushy-mushy sms was seriously no joke!&lt;strong&gt; I was surprise cause i didn't expect him to say that when his wife just passed away for not even a month! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew if I'm still going on the friendship i had with XX, i'm sure gonna be in deep deep trouble. I don't know what was I thinking that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later, he asked me on a date to the movie. &lt;strong&gt;Take note - my relationship with my boyfriend is still ON but rocky that time. Like i said, I dont know what was i thinking, I agreed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after work he fetched me etc etc. And, we started to get close - very close. We went out w/out my boyfriend knowing till one fine day, my boyfriend called me up and asked for a meet up. I knew i had to confess to him one day soon about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scolded my boyfriend, calling him names etc etc. Never did i thought, my boyfriend called my parents up asking why am i reacting this way etc etc. My relationship with my parents too gone haywired. Each time when I reached home, we would verbally quarreled with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I reached my void deck after meeting XX, I saw my boyfriend sitting alone. He came to me begging and crying. Asking me why, what have he done wrong etc. I cried along with him. Memang tak sangka, bile jumpe XX, hati i asyik nak mengamok aje dengan orang lain. Tapi bile i jumpe my boyfriend, i nangis, mintak maaf dekat dia etc. Macam 2 different personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it all short, I told him about XX. A to Z. At one point of time, I remembered telling him that XX had this 'barang' with him. Not sure if it's good or bad, my boyfriend decided to ask his auntie (orang berubat) secretly behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident, I still went out with XX, till one fine day, my dad all geared up to find XX and beat him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean - come on? XX wife belum lepas 100 hari, kubur masih merah, lagi masih boleh bercinta dengan pompuan (refer to me) yang 10 years younger than him? Ridiculous. - that's what my parents, my friends, my boyfriend, my boss, my colleagues said to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad nearly give up on me. I was afraid to go back home until i have to call my boyfriend to accompany me. So, he drove all the way to my place and accompany me back home. At that time, i was crying like mad. My boyfriend was so patience with me. Very patience. He did not give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my close friends asking me why am i too devoted to XX until my relationship with the rest of my close ones turned sour. They keep advicing me but being the stubborn me, i ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 December 2009, it was our 4th year anniversary. Things around us doesn't really change much. XX still smses me with all those 'sayang' etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, my boyfriend called me up and aleh-aleh told me that XX ade pakai barang dekat I. I dont believe at first. But never did i thought, my boyfriend went to 4 different people asking about me. And, they said the same thing. I was blanked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short, at night, my boyfriend &amp;amp; I including my parents met with my boyfriend's auntie (since I tak percaya my boyfriend, i told him that i wanna meet his auntie personally). It was a scary procedure. But this is what his auntie told me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His auntie told me that XX ade celop barang dekat tangan I. XX also tiup at my face so that i fall for him each time we met. And, barang yang die ade is barang tak baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"XX ni memang kurang ajar. Belum 100 hari dah carik pompuan muda lain. Barang tu barang pengasih. Mane kau tak perasan sebab kau dalam tangan dia."&lt;/em&gt; - his auntie said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas mandi bunga etc etc, alhamdulillah, everything went well after that. I was told not to contact with XX ANYMORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my number. I changed my email address, I close down my Facebook. My relationship with my close one also improved. I dah tak termenung. My job also tak haywired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, i began to realise, what if my boyfriend didn't come to a rescue? It could have been WORST. And, thank god for my boyfriend being patience towards me. I am still with my boyfriend since today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORAL: To all the girls out there, becareful of who you met from Online. Take this as a lesson. If something SUDDENLY went wrong with your surrounding (your workplace, your relationship w your parents, your friends drifted away), dont hesitate to approach orang-orang berubat and tell them to check on you. Memang tak sangka, bende mcm gini masih boleh wujud, but it still is. It's just weird that bini belum lagi 100 hari, suami dah carik pompuan lain yang 10 years lagi muda daripada dia. And, im one of the victim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4653158309323444966?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4653158309323444966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-pakai-barang-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4653158309323444966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4653158309323444966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-pakai-barang-at-me.html' title='Mat pakai &apos;barang&apos; at me :('/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-1213582762139934266</id><published>2010-02-05T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:12:47.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAT salah atau Minah?</title><content type='html'>From: ______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 04 February 2010 22: 48PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with this Mat for approx 3yrs (that time la).&amp;nbsp;Mat was in F&amp;amp;B industry so biase la ade ramai female colleagues. At first, I’m ok with his job scope as a waiter, No hal, really. Until a new waitress, masuk. Jeng2~!! Start la cerita nye… &lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Background info sikit:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;The new waitress is a Malay girl. Younger than&amp;nbsp;Mat &amp;amp; I. She got a son but not married. Her being younger &amp;amp; a single-parent, I sikit pon tak pandang rendah at her. Cause to me, kite same2 pompuan so I try to feel how she’s feeling and coping la.&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a while, when&amp;nbsp;Mat and I have our serious chats about work and her topic arises, I do encourage&amp;nbsp;Mat to guide her in her job at the same time stressing how difficult it is for her to support herself and her son. &lt;strong&gt;I also gave Mat a stern warning supaya ‘JGN MACAM-MACAM’ with this new waitress. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So semua macam biase between Mat and me, and Mat and his job. She as his colleague pon macam biase until I dapat tahu &lt;strong&gt;(from trusted sources who works WITH THEM)&lt;/strong&gt; that they start dinner-ing and having breaks together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I’m not so suspicious because I trust&amp;nbsp;Mat&amp;nbsp;and her&amp;nbsp;(even though I’ve never met her before). I mean, mutual trust should be build up after being together for 3yrs kan. And the reason I trusted her was because she is a woman herself. So I believe that she will not do anything that will hurt another woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a mild confrontation with&amp;nbsp;Mat and he confessed to dinner-ing and having breaks with her but that’s all. Nothing more. He assures me there is nothing more to their just-colleagues relationship. That’s fine with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things started to get too obvious.&amp;nbsp;Mat starts to share with me her&amp;nbsp;private issues like her issues with her family, her bf, her personals, etc… like c’mon! If he knows these private infos, obviously they are so close that they’re able to share these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to cut it short, her&amp;nbsp;Mat pon jadi not happy with my&amp;nbsp;Mat cause she keeps on singing praises of my Mat seperti: “_______ sorang aje yang understands how I really feel. Only he takes good care of me.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her&amp;nbsp;Mat confronted my&amp;nbsp;Mat and terus jadi hal besar. I got into the picture and we had a 4-person convo on the phone. To cut short, I told them all off and they better buck up on their OWN relationship issues rather than menyebok kan hal ehwal orang lain (trying to hint at my Mat). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also slow talked to her that she should stop sharing her personal infos to my&amp;nbsp;Mat and respect her Mat and my feelings. Ade jugak spats and verbal cat-fights in between (&lt;strong&gt;she claimed that she can take my bf from me if she wants to. Bole gitu&lt;/strong&gt;!?) but eventually we settled it, with her concluding that &lt;strong&gt;she WILL NOT CONTACT MY&amp;nbsp;MAT ANYMORE. &lt;/strong&gt;I told her that I will NOT change my hp number and IF there is anything (and I mean ANYTHING) with regards to my Mat, feel free to contact me. So that’s the end of her. &lt;em&gt;Or so I thought…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1yr later, Mat and I was still together. I ingat kan that waitress da takde dalam buku kite lagi but no! Apparently she managed to enter frame. Somehow they got acquainted again (tak tahu bile) and have been exchanging texts behind my back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kept in the dark throughout and never once I was suspicious of him because he remained the same person all the way. But what I do noticed was that he became a little cold towards me. Showing me lesser attention and we don’t meet as often. Being simple-minded, I assumed that perhaps&amp;nbsp;my Mat&amp;nbsp;has been too tired with work and studies. So I didn’t really mengamok much. Then, another trusted source (bf’s acquaintance) shared with me a valuable info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut short, he shared that&amp;nbsp;my Mat&amp;nbsp;has reacquainted with the waitress and they have been texting,&lt;strong&gt; fucking&lt;/strong&gt; and going out three person&lt;em&gt; (along with her son. Da macam happy family gitu kan~)&lt;/em&gt;. Imagine my hurt and disappointment! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi, I did what most infuriated women would do. I serang&amp;nbsp;my Mat&amp;nbsp;depan-depan. &lt;em&gt;Takde lee-way nor high-way. I langgar; jalan terus!&lt;/em&gt; As usual, mati-mati my Mat deny! I don’t give a shit, really. I demanded to see his hp and to my disappointment, &lt;strong&gt;he has deleted ALL my pics and saved only HER pics and a pic of her son.&lt;/strong&gt; My hands were shaking like crazy. I sent her number to my hp (from my Mat's&amp;nbsp;hp) secretly, returned him back his hp and angkat kaki jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menangis rabak upon reaching home. Later that night, I called her up. Obviously she remembered me and started verbally abusing me with her lists of vulgarities, kutuk I yang bukan-bukan. Honestly, I ni pon, bukan nye baik sangat with my vocabs. But I respect other women because we’re all women ape… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nak bitch-fit just because of ONE guy, macam tak worth it gitu. For all we know, here we are fighting with our own kind and there they are (the men) laughin and cheering on. &lt;strong&gt;(Sape yang bodoh? Sile jawab sendri.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But she was simply too much. So satu bakul maki dia bagi I, 2 bakul I hentam balik. Honestly, it was no use la. How things eventually ended up was, she started to bitch about my Mat to me. &lt;strong&gt;Crying and begging me to ‘GIVE’ my&amp;nbsp;Mat to her because she loved him so much and sharing how well he has ‘taken good care of her all this while’. Darah up je as I listen.&lt;/strong&gt; So I told her I’ll see what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverting back to my Mat, I trashed out everything that she has said and told him to make the FINAL choice that’s in HER favour. On my part, there is no reason why we should continue this relationship when he has been cheating behind my back. And since both of them same type, might as well la kan get together. &lt;strong&gt;He apologized repeatedly and hoped that we could put this terrible episode behind and start all over again (seriously, banyak cantik muka dia!?)&lt;/strong&gt; Of course I felt the love, still. But the hurt was simply too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was hurt, I couldn’t bring myself to hate him. I left our relationship and leave my fate with my Mat(now ex) to God. We’re still friends now and things are better this way. I’m happier because he showered MORE attention to me while it’s my turn to enjoy my single life to the fullest &lt;em&gt;(with a clean record, that is!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve learnt from here is, doesn’t mean I’ve given him my heart; he’ll give his to me. For all I know, I’m sharing his heart with someone else. Another fact I’ve learnt from this episode is &lt;strong&gt;NOT ALL GIRLS ARE TRULY GIRLS.&lt;/strong&gt; I thought being women (same species), another would understand how another feels and would try NOT to do things to hurt our kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always believed that we would protect our own kind against the men. I’m no feminist but I hold by a certain principle whereby we should respect others and their properties (including bf/spouse). Tapi, as they always say: &lt;strong&gt;“Rambut sama hitam; hati lain-lain.”&lt;/strong&gt; Disappointed, really&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;amp; to all TMS loyal readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I am sorry to informed you people that i won't be updating this blog as often for the next few days due to some personal problem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Anyway, i have a question about hospital. But&amp;nbsp;do they&amp;nbsp;have wireless? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-1213582762139934266?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1213582762139934266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-salah-atau-minah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1213582762139934266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/1213582762139934266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/mat-salah-atau-minah.html' title='MAT salah atau Minah?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2414817210807448398</id><published>2010-02-04T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:19:39.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Another Race meet a MAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I woke up feeling all lethargic and i went straight to my hot sexy red VAIO lappy. Read up all the mails i receive as usal. Twitter, Spam, Spam, Nuffnang, and only ONE story from my reader.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this reader is v special to me. This reader is non-malay and i was shocked with what she went through with our race, our&amp;nbsp;Mat. With the fact that its an interesting story, i am also glad that TypicalMATsays also attract non-malay readers too (;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So enjoy people.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 04 February 2010 15: 29PM &lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there TMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.. I am really please that you have shared all these with u guys. I hope you can help more people.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly.. Here is my story which i would like to share.. Sorry if its gonna be long winded.. hahaa.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was 15, i met my first malay bf (am i a chinese). His the sort of skaterboys whom do act like a MAT too.. well.. they are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;What attracted him to me, was when i was down he happened to be there.. (its like rite timin gitu lah..) and of cus his cool skater bullshit at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was over the moon of cus.. Reason being.. to date a different race is somewhat exciting of cus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started having sex into the second mth.. and after that.. it was just.. nothing. &lt;br /&gt;I got more sticky towards him, thinking he was the best! I admit I was too needing him that he might think that his not having fun for his 15 year old life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drifted apart dratiscally. He started to MIA and all that you mention about signs of MATs cheating begin to show.&lt;br /&gt;I do somehow know that was happening and it got me more sticky towards him and hoping he would change.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i dig my own grave and I did not regret. If i didnt, i wouldnt see his true colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our anniversary once and i booked a chalet just for the two of us.Let say we were supposed to meet at 12pm. He did not show up then, so i called him and he said his still busy at home. When actually.. right in front of my eyes.. he was with another gal. So i hold my cools and waited for another 15mins before ringin him again. Finally he admitted but he say they are just frens. I told him I will be at the chalet waiting for him and he actually brought the gal and his fren over too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fumming mad but wat can i do. I told him off and he chased the two away. And of cus they chalet stay went well with his crap shit promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things never got better between us. I was torned, I did badly. Im in a single parent family and my frens have all left me becus I was too attached to him and listen to wateva he said. Soon, i was alone, and pregnant. Somehow, we didnt handle the situation properly and end up, it was a police case. My mother hated me so much she sent me out of the house and into a gals home. I had no choice. I was scared, i am not in the home bcus i steal or did crime.. it was bcus i loved him. Of cus, he did noth much throughout this whole issue and his dad even called me names. I bear with all this and killed my first child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I think i did not mention above that i was a sex toy him. I only found out that I am after we broke up. Bcus.. he would only be nice if he wants some sex. we were never that loving as we were and ppl in sch, call me his dog. Very soon, he asked for breakup, bcus he think i was crazy. After my second abortion, (yes, SECOND) i got very protective and got depressed with my mother just hating me more each time she sees me. He found someone new and i only found out after we broke up. I wasnt aware so I would text him and wait for him under his blk just hoping to see his face as he would void me in sch. I still send breakfast to his class every morning and would be all alone in sch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, i really missed him badly and i begged him to just meet me in sch for just 5 mins.. he did and i was greedy and told him to stay longer, he refused. He got up and punched me hard in the tummy and left. I was in great pain and could only call my fren to help me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him that nite, and it was finally over. &lt;br /&gt;Becus he said, "Even if you were to die. It is ur pasal."&lt;br /&gt;I hung up and told myself, that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, i failed my O'levels badly and i started dating all sorts of man and i would cheat on them or just date them for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;It was a way for me to "get back" and stay alive. There is more when i got no home, no noth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The moral:&lt;/b&gt; Not just minahs or malay gal do the mats treat in a bastard way. The story that continues from there is about me meetin another ex of mine, one that i took courage to not cheat and get back anymore. But it still didnt work out. cus i was cheated in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lesson and now.. I am very blessed with my fiance now. I will be converting soon as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2414817210807448398?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2414817210807448398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-another-race-meet-mat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2414817210807448398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2414817210807448398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-another-race-meet-mat.html' title='When Another Race meet a MAT'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2662565320327172567</id><published>2010-02-03T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:40:21.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex Mat i All in one tao</title><content type='html'>From:__________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 02 February 2010 23: 12PM &lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there beautiful readers + owner, I would like to share a kinda long story yet sickening to me. Hope you guys enjoy reading it and doesn't feel bored, as it's a long story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to know this Mat from Friendster cum Facebook back in 2007 (can't remember the month). At first we were just commenting on each other profile and he have been sending smile(Friendster) to me. At that point of time I know that he just broke off with his ex gf which work at the same place with him, also he's my cousin's ex bf as well. And I was attached with my long term bf. It all started when we exchanged MSN add and chatted all the way through there. He jolly well knows that I'm attached at that time but no harming being friends right? While MSN-ing with each other, webcam and all, he asked for my no and wish to talk to me coz the connectivity at his house was kinda sucks. Starting from there we talked everyday and he will call me once he's at work and will make a wake up call for me to go to work everyday without fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, me and my bf not really in good term and in a verge of split up. So, few months time we became close, till I broke off with my bf and go steady with him. At first, he was so sweet, caring and loving guy. He will meet me everyday after my work and before he went to work at town. He's a bouncer at one of the big club. Until 1 day when he had a problem at his work place and furthermore I don't really like it when he work as a bouncer, a problem start to arise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, he also having problems at home. So, since we are bf gf, I offered him to stay at my place for a month until he get his own house which both my parents agreed. All goes smoothly when 2 months later we stay at his sister's place. Things suddenly turns sour after staying there. He started to beat me and stuff, scolding me for no reasons, started to control me. His sister is married with 2 kids, he don't let me talk to his bro in law. I mean like, it's a bit weird when you guys staying in one roof and I can't even talk to the owner of the house, wtf?! Mat claimed that his bro in law some kind of flirtish guy, I mean both hubby and wife is not faithful to each other but I wouldn't careless bout their matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, he became more and more obsessive and over protected over everything. Like I can't talk to my colleagues(boys), every movement I have to report to him like going for my lunch and dinner break at work, can't even look at motorcycle and passerby. Kalau ade laki passby, i nk kene tundok bwh. Tk ke mcm mengarutz? THINGS THAT HE DID THAT I CLAIMED "CONTROL".-He will check my lappy history like which website I surf and check hp.-My bro PS3 got my ex bf photos, he asked to delete all of them even though not his property.-Some has stated above.-If my dad get close to me his face will change as if he don't like it.-I can't comment about any of the actor on tv. (He's acting too)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family can't talk to me anything about their friends especially my bro's fren.-If my bro's fren visit over, I have to go inside the room and can't talk with them even though I regards them as small brother to me and known for years.-He don't let me going out with my girlfrens w/o him.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even fucked my bro when his camp mate stay in my house for few days stating that could be me and my bro's camp mate will have an affair even my parents around.. and etc etc.. So slowly, I feel like shit when I'm with him and started to think about the ex coz he never treat me how this Mat treated me before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, my ex ever warned me not to be with this guy coz he's not a gd guy. Yeah my ex knows him. At one point of time when I was working, and his off day, he claimed that wanted to visit his parents, take his stuff and all. And on that very particular day, I feel something is not right coz usually he will text or call me every minute. But that time, I don't even receive any missed call or text from him. When suddenly one of my friend called me up and asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: Woit, ko kt mane?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aku kt keje lar, kt mane lagi...&lt;br /&gt;Fren: Mat mane uh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mat g uma mak de g amek brg jap.. Asl?&lt;br /&gt;Fren: Aku rase aku nmpk de uh kt daerah Yishun.... Tapiiiii dgn POMPAN.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wat???? De ngn pmpn? Sape pmpn 2? How she look like?&lt;br /&gt;Fren: Aku tk knal 2 pmpn p de pkai baju colour pink, nmpk mcm lawa2 sket rmbt blonde. De mcm nmpk aku ngn laki aku kt dlm kete tapi de tgkkn je. Aku pon buat bodo lar.&lt;br /&gt;Me: K tkpe, aku g siasat.&lt;br /&gt;Fren: Ko jage2 girl, jgn percaye sgt ngn nie jntn.&lt;br /&gt;Me: KK, aku tau. Thanks for the information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I know the info from my friend, I just act as normal until that night he fetch me from work. Before that I called up his sister and asked baju ape de pkai and all, adek de describe and tell me what time he going back. So, when he fetch me, his face normal. Like nothing happens. But I started to act strange. Sape tk tekejot kn bile dpt tau bf de ade jmp pmpn lain? I couldn't help it, I ask him. He said that he meet his old friend over there when he was about to leave that area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short, after some time, I get to know that he went hotel with this girl and this girl was his sister's friend!! Yes, his sister also pakat with him! What a sibling. His sister was so good to me and end up she did this. They actually not that close. They came from broken family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day he and sister quarreled over some matters, and we stay back at my place. But by the time my whole family didn't like him at all esp my mother. Since my mom knew that I love him so much, she asked us to get married as she worried if I'm pregnant or so. We did register our marriage at ROMM with dad and w/o his parents come over to our place to talk about this matter. We went for marriage course and stuff. Another few more months about to get married, de buat hal. Gado sket je tk alek uma and claimed staying over at his fren's which I don't trust him eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks of silence, I went to ROMM and canceled our marriage date. After few days, we contacted back and he blamed me for canceling the marriage by not talk things out. I mean, what do he expect? Never contact for more than 2 weeks and he still want us to get married? Tk masok akal kn?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't contact for 2 months when suddenly he start contacting back and that time he had a gf, hisgf called me up and talk to me when she knows that we've been contacting and stuff. When I asked him, he denied. He said that girl likes him and she close with his family, that's all. When we are not together, he stay again with his sister. Da baik2 lar 2 konon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night he called me up says that wanted to meet me, so he meet me infront of my work place and had our supper together with my colleagues. At that very night he said he wanna get back to me. I did admit that I still love him after what he have done, still have patience. I don't know why. I told that his ex gf we are together again. And that girl claimed that she's pregnant! Lagi 1 hal. He told me that he will pay for the abortion fees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back together this time, his attitude became worst. Everyday we meet up, he will lay hands on me for no reasons. I will cry but never fight back coz he's way too strong. Biase laki kn. Everytime we quarrel he will beat me as he like and after when he saw me bleeding he will say sorry and cried and moments start again. Tgk de mcm tk btol pon ade lar dekni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last break up is on last year Sep when I get to know he meet his ex gf with her frens for a karaoke session, took pictures pelok2! I can't take itanymore and I just asked for break up. On Nov he went to my work place and stating that he still love me and miss me and all bullshits. But at that time, I'm back together with my ex bf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, he's still on my facebook friendlist. I get to know after he break off with me, he went back together with his ex gf and now I think they break off again. Well, he's the type that not enough with one girl, beats as he likes (even punch me on public till i bleeds) and infront of my parents, always promise but end up not in his words, talks bad about my family and lots more.. it's too hurt to say it out.. t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hat's all for now. actually, it's longer than this but I hope u people will get into the picture. Thank you for your time. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2662565320327172567?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2662565320327172567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/ex-mat-i-all-in-one-tao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2662565320327172567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2662565320327172567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/ex-mat-i-all-in-one-tao.html' title='Ex Mat i All in one tao'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2354384165763343782</id><published>2010-02-02T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T14:09:49.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typicalMATsays Admin</title><content type='html'>Hey loyal readers of &lt;a href="http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love your suggestion of wanting to hear stories on minahs (girls), but sorry to say, we are abit reluctant to do it. It will make the whole concept of typicalMATsays different. &lt;em&gt;Lari urh geng lau dah kluar cite minah. we really do hope you get our point.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like we said before, this blog is not about making girls hate the Mats. Its bout helping girls who have problems with their Mats. The experienced readers are also encouraged to send in the stories to us so that we could actually publish their stories on our blog to help the girls who are currently having a problem by letting them see everything in a new angle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are v sorry to dissapoint you people. but please do understand that it is a v difficult choice for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do know there is a blog who runs almost the same concept as typicalMATsays, we are fully aware of it.&amp;nbsp; Readers, don't panic lah. You guys had also send in e-mails saying these and that, we believe the other blog also have its very own ideas and strength to attract its v own target readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we would really thank you guys for telling us. &lt;em&gt;sayang korang.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;peluk cium peluk cium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2354384165763343782?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2354384165763343782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/typicalmatsays-admin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2354384165763343782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2354384165763343782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/typicalmatsays-admin.html' title='typicalMATsays Admin'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8266387383737267944</id><published>2010-02-01T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:58:43.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bini dah tido, Mission activate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S2av5qj1mLI/AAAAAAAAABU/gpQRP5P9nyQ/s1600-h/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S2av5qj1mLI/AAAAAAAAABU/gpQRP5P9nyQ/s640/Untitled.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All of you are&amp;nbsp;v familiar with &lt;a href="http://www.alamak.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.alamak.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;right? This website work as a chatroom where people get to know each other and chat almost about everything under the sun, &lt;strong&gt;but what if it is under the moonlight (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;We all know how chatrooms like these can help you people increase your networking and also for some it can just bring madness to a relationship or marriage or engagement or TTM or blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But TypicalMATsays is not quoting alamak.com for this,&lt;em&gt; please eh korang&lt;/em&gt;, im talking about any chatroom where two strangers can meet and chat only, increasing their networking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;TypicalMATsays today is ready enough to share this topic with its loyal readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haha, korang mesti tao kan, kenapa title mcm gitu, actually aku pon tak tau asal, mcm interesting gitu. Basically thats the first thing that came into my mind while i was typing. Multi-tasking hamba.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Well, how to catch or know that your partner is making his way into the chatroom and chatting his ass away in the cyberworld. &lt;em&gt;Mcm mane nak tau your Mat mengaku single when he is not? Nak buat ape eh kalau&lt;/em&gt; ur Mat is chatting and pretending as if he is not doing anything wrong?&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;lets put situation as such where the Mat is already married and you-as the wife, is already asleep or all ready to go off to work. You (the wife) do not know your Mat is active in the cyberworld and having to contact another girl behind your back. &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;You must really wonder how to catch his red handed, well... read through my experience and you will know how these Mats backstep they naughty trails and clean them up.. So enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;For myself, i have encountered such thing before and i mean personally. I contacted this person for reason with regards to an event that i've got to do for my school (ite) back then. He was the only person i could liase directly and of course he was a very well-known player&amp;nbsp;in one of the local soccer club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mat Biodata&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; _____________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; 25 or 26 (i think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hometown:&lt;/strong&gt; Tampines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Club the mat playing for:&lt;/strong&gt; _______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Played for National team before:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status:&lt;/strong&gt; Married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;The very first time i called him up after getting his number from a friend of mine, i wanted to verified a few things with him and he told me to send him our project proposal to him through e-mail. A few days after sending the proposal, i called him again to check out whether he already received my e-mail, &lt;em&gt;sekali belom lah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;He told me to add him at MSN so i could just send him the proposal there, much easier for him. So yeah, i did. Initially the conversation between him and me was only based on the project work but suddenly we got very close and started sms-ing as and when his wife is out to work and he is otw to his soccer training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;We even planned to go out together and have karaoke session together. Basically our contact was more than a friend who needs help. We had met a few times when he is otw to his training. Hugs and kisses on the cheek were exchanged. &lt;strong&gt;Yes, i was v bitchy that time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;But we somehow stop contacting coz i choose to. I felt guilty being in contact with him when he is already married and he v the slumber give me kisses and hugs on the phone or online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Something that always triggers me, how on earth can he contact me when he is already married?&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;strong&gt;HOW A MAT WILL CLEAN UP THEIR OWN DIRTY ACT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat&amp;nbsp;won't be messaging me when his wifey is at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat will go online as soon as the wifey is out for work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat won't be replying to any of my messages when its already 8pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat will not save this MSN contact converstations so that his wifey wouldn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat&amp;nbsp;have two e-mail address, one of which his wifey don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat will call me as soon as he gets out of his house and otw to his training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat changes names. Eg. Sarah change to Taufiq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Mat make me so comfortable with him till i forget that he is married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yeah, orang kate tuh, sepandai-pandai tupai melompat akhirnya jatuh ke tanah jua. Power lah joyah!&lt;/em&gt; These mats later don't become like the saying&lt;em&gt; dulu-dulu : Yang di kejar tak dapat, yang di gendong berciciran.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;These are personal tips that i've gotten from my experience and i am willing enough to share with you loyal readers of TypicalMATsays. So better say thank you eh! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8266387383737267944?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8266387383737267944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/bini-dah-tido-mission-activate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8266387383737267944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8266387383737267944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/02/bini-dah-tido-mission-activate.html' title='Bini dah tido, Mission activate.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S2av5qj1mLI/AAAAAAAAABU/gpQRP5P9nyQ/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-8503435262919213352</id><published>2010-01-31T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:35:46.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young and Sexually Deprived Mat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This new post is another entry sent in by one of our readers. This entry really send chill down my spine. I cannot imagine Mat nowadays are kinda cruel and v beasty to the opposite gender. For all those who might feel the same way as one of our reader here, don't feel alone or depressed there is always a solution to every single problem that you face. &lt;em&gt;Cheeyy, berfalsafah ni senah!&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 30 January 2010 11: 54AM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I'd really want to share with the readers of this blog, because I never really told anyone about this before. It'd be really nice to get it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat and I met at our part-time workplace five years ago. He was younger than me and was quite good-looking for his age actually. Initially he was a really nice guy; buying for me brownies and chocolates when we had common shifts together and even sent me home after work even though he was living quite far away. He was always story-telling to me that he was dumped by his girlfriend because she was cheating on him although he treated her very well. I felt sorry for him because he's a good guy and he didn't deserve any of these. We got together a month after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first month everything was fine. He was a caring boyfriend, always looking out for me, and would get really angry if anyone mistreated me. At that point of time, me being naive and immature, I thought that he was the one because none of my ex-boyfriends ever treated me the way he did. I was contented with what I have. And I was happier as this Mat never "liked" pretty girls. I, myself, am not that pretty by the way. I thought I had secured quite a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming second month, he started asking whether i'd love to have sex with him. I wasn't in favour of his "proposal" and kept changing the topic every time he brought it up. One day, he brought me to his house. He had konon-kononnya cooked for me and wanted me to try out his cooking. His house was always empty as his guardians were at work. Easy to say, he inserted his dick into me and me being a virgin, couldn't stop him because he was too strong. Truth to be told, I regretted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the relationship progressed, our dates always ended up in having sex. He brought me ANYWHERE to have sex. At the multi-storey carpark, at the staircases, even at vacant blocks! I asked for a break-up umpteen times but each time he would start tearing and begging me to not leave him because he loved me a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward the story, our second year into the relationship was the ultimate. We argued quite a lot until he got abusive. He'd beat me up at the void deck, punch my face and spat at me because he said that I was an emotional burden to him. The weird thing was, after beating me up, he'd start crying and would start wanting to get intimate with me. Eventually he'd initiate having sex. There were occasions where I refused to have sex with him and he'd start beating me and even tore my pants so that he could have sex with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was terrible. Imagine having sex unwillingly, and letting someone younger control you. We broke up in the end because he found a supposedly better girl. I was never happier after we ended our relationship. After the whole fiasco, his female friends started coming up to me, confessing that they had sex with the Mat several occasions. The Mat also had affairs behind my back. Kirakan aku ni sex partner and ATM je la. That bastard. I was fortunate he hadn't passed any STDs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girls, moral of the story? Nk matair dgn budak lagi muda boleh. Tapi jgn la carik yang slalu sakit nk main &amp;amp; yg kaki pukol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8503435262919213352?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8503435262919213352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/young-and-sexually-deprived-mat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8503435262919213352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8503435262919213352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/young-and-sexually-deprived-mat.html' title='Young and Sexually Deprived Mat'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4730387130389477803</id><published>2010-01-30T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:37:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat i, very abusive.</title><content type='html'>From:_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 29 January 2010 05: 44AM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the ladies out there i just want to share with you guys something i learnt from my past experience. Once a guy hits u.. he will do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres my story. 5 years ago i got to know this MAT from a friend. Well we hit it off alright. He seems a nice guy.After few months knowing each other kiter pon start dating. Baru2 everything was sweet. Honeymoon period lah katekan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few months kitorang matair he starts to become a control freak. I cant have friends. At that point of time im still schooling. Sampai kawan skola pon dia control. Tapi pasal bodoh and sayang nye pasal that time i chose to listen to him. So lepas 6 bulan kiter matair things start to turn sour. Hari2 gaduh. To the extend I cant stand it no more and i decide to end the relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i called him and wants to end this..dengan cepat he drove to my house with his company vehicle so called to settle stuff. Thats when he start to lay hands on me...to cut it short things settled and we didnt break up cos he threatened to kill me. Haiya susah betul.. i was scared so ikutkan jer and he promised to to lay hands animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks the extreme abuse happened. I received smses from my male classmate asking about school stuff and he start to went berserk. We were sitting in his vehicle and he start shouting at me accusing im having an affair. Mcm tak masok akal. He drove to a secluded place. Da start takot part ni conferm kene pukul lagi. and betul2 kener mcm stengah mati. He kept banging my head on his door window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punching me slapping me..oh my goodness at that time mcm ingat nak mati gituk. For half an hour he tortured me sampai dia penat. Biler dia da penat tu.. i opened the door and start shouting cam orang giler. Nasib ade orang. Tapi this MAT quickly kluar and put me inside his vehicle back and drove off while this passerby kept shouting what are u doing. Da sampai kat satu tempat ni dia da stress giler takot ni passerby tepon police. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few mins later boss dia call cakap kenaper police call company dorang. Since dia kai company vehicle so plate number was tracked down to the company. And the boss cakap he gave this MAT hp no.. to the police so the boss ask him to talk to the police. So the police called..ask for particulars and my particulars.. police tanye what happened.. dia pon peng citer cakap im his niece and i ran away from home so he saw me and drag me home tapi passerby tu ingat he want to rape me..something like that. The police said ok.. and i guess they call my house bcos i gave them my home number together with my particulars. So they verify things with my mum so obviously my mum said tak betul lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So police called the MAT again and ask dia kat mane bcos dorang nak jumpe just to do a routine check. but they didnt tell they already called my house to verify. So ni MAT start to coax me..sikatkan rambut..tarokkan ubat kat tempat luker2.. mcm sial! and pujuk not to tell them anything. But when the cops arrived i start to pour everything cam volcano semua keluar. So they ask me nak press charges ke tak i said no..i just want him not to be near me anymore bla bla bla..then my mum picked me up and we went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu ni MAT start to stalk me.. hari2 kat bawah blok..i tried to avoid him as much as possible..tapi satu hari tu dia stalk sampai ke Orchard..and i saw him.. i was so frustrated i approach him saying why hes doing this..and he starts to call me slut infront of the crowd.. I gave him 2 slaps...dia nak pukul balik tapi dia pikir dua kali agaknyer pasal ramai orang. So after that..i didnt saw him ever again sampai nari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry citer panjang sangat.. kalau nak bilang in details lagi.. 5 page pon tak cukup. Hehe. I hope whoever in this situation..try to get out of it as soon as possible unless u all raser MAT tu boleh berubah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, that was the horrible experience on of our girlfriend actually encountered. Gosh, i cannot imagine how strong are you. Able to resist that 30mins of abuse, i think that i waaaaaaaaay to strong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hats off you gal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; for the rest of you, keep the story coming. &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Why? Coz everyone is at advantange (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(except the horrible mats) That if&amp;nbsp; you guys wanna keep typicalMATsays alive. heh, i know you will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4730387130389477803?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4730387130389477803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-very-abusive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4730387130389477803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4730387130389477803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-very-abusive.html' title='Mat i, very abusive.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-788978032624798894</id><published>2010-01-28T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:40:32.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khawin no cert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ustaz German'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat sengkek'/><title type='text'>Mat i AWOL, mcm mane?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AWOL- Absent Without Offical Leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a real true story which i think gonna crack the hell out of you people reading TypicalMATsays. This story that i am going to share with you people is my v much personal and hectic experience evaaaaa~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you date a Mat who is tengah AWOL?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you claim that you and the Mat AWOL nie dah khawin when you guys actually don't?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there really such thing as Ustaz German?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you appreciate it if you come back home (after running away for 10 long months) pregnant and your eldest brother didn't even scold you instead talk to you nicely?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you be greatful to get a brother as such.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will you want to be living in one house with a Mat who is tengah AWOL and cannot fucking find a job?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you readers are reading this story, think about these questions that i've asked. It will make more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the morning of Hari Raya (2009) when all of these drama started. Nani texted my&amp;nbsp;boyfriend (whom is her elder brother) saying that she wants to come back home since her dramatic &lt;em&gt;'lari rumah'&lt;/em&gt;. She's 21 this year as in 2010. So do your maths when she ran away from home. Nani wanted to come back home with one good reason, She is pregnant and doesn't have enough Medisave to use, so she need help from Mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;boyfriend is a very good and at times v strict yet lovable&amp;nbsp;brother. He never fails to get whatever his siblings wanted from him. &lt;em&gt;Nak handphone, de belikan.. Aku nie nak shopping kadang-kadang kena marah tau!&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;When Nani messaged him that she was pregnant, all he did was asking her to come back home and we will settle at home, face to face. At that point, i was there with my&amp;nbsp;boyfriend and i swear to god, he was all ready to shoot his larva if he were a Volcano. &lt;em&gt;Muke dia merah nak mampos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there through out. I reminded my&amp;nbsp;boyfriend to be patience, as patience as ever. Im v glad he controlled himself well. When the moment of truth came, Nani appeared infront of the gate with her tummy bulging out and the Mat whom made her pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First word when i saw the Mat, &lt;strong&gt;YUUUUUUUUCKS. MUKE SUMPAH MAT BATAM OR MALAYSIA&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;buruk sia, tuh pon si Nani nie ader nafsu nak main ngan si Mat sakai ni? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Cover face with pillow and fuck the bottom?&lt;/strike&gt; Bless me, omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;boyfriend started asking all kinds of question, well more like interrogation. While mak is&amp;nbsp;crying and abah was just staring, too blank to say a thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aku dah no choice, Lagi one month baby nak kluar, aku mane ader duit." - that Mat AWOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Takde duit, bomb adik aku pandai? Tanggung urh." - my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mmg la aku nak tanggung, tuh sebab aku dtg sini. "- Mat AWOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau jgn nak kurang ajar eh ngan aku, wire aku lari, kau kicap kat sini." - my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Takde, skrg korang nak tolong aku ke tak?" - Mat AWOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau matrep tkde sen? Sengkek sgt per kau sampai anak sendiri nak kluar datang mcm mintak sedekah kat rumah orang?(at that moment my boyfriend dah start shouting he was already standing face to face with the AWOL Mat.) Eh, lu peh tattoo ni semua tak guna lah siak, mane lu peh brother.. Mintak deorang tolong urh." - my boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh lu mane punya nak bebual ngan gua ni macam"- Mat AWOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aku bukan mane-mane punya eh, aku abg pompuan yang kau bomb. Asal skrg lu ade hal per?" - my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment i know my boyfriend &lt;em&gt;wire dh lari max&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;The Mat AWOL&amp;nbsp;pon kurang ajar. My boyfriend sounds very rude eh, i mean yeah He is like any normal guy who will get very angry if your very own sister got pregnant and being tested with a very rude Mat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole incident settle down, Nani and the AWOL Mat went home, as in the AWOL Mat home. About a week later Nani messaged my boyfriend these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Abg, kau tau kan aku dah khawin?" - Nani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Huh? Tak, sape khawinkan kau?" - my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ouh, ustaz German ni khawinkan aku. Sekarang aku nga Mat AWOL ni dh khawin." - Nani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau dah register kat ROM?"- my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Belom, Mat AWOL nie kan tengah AWOL. Mane boleh register?" - Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau sawan eh? Kau pompuan. Macam mane kau khawin tak pakai Wali? Selagi kau tak register kau nyer marriage yang SAH you are not married to him, jgn jadi bodoh lah." - my boyfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dah, aku dah nikah, ustaz german yang nikahkan aku"- Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on this part. Mane ader such things kan? And so when they came over one day, i asked nani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Senang eh kau khawin. Khawin golok eh?"- me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tak urh, mcm mane nak pi golok, Mat AWOL nie kan ngah AWOL. Mane lepas siol" - Nani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ouh, abeh kau khawin mcm mane?" - Me (step bodoh urh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ustaz German yang khawin kan aku" - Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Surat Nikah mane?" - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ader, wali aku pegang." Nani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Huh?! Wali kau kan Abah atau Abg kau. itupon lau Abah dah tkder or He is ultra sick. mcm gitu" - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Aku pakai wali, Mat AWOL ni nyer pakcik" - Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to create a scene. I shut my mouth eventhough i seriously wanted to ask more. Please lah, its all lie and i knew it. &lt;em&gt;Aku bukan bodoh siol, time aku kecik dulu, mak aku hantar aku pergi madrasah sampai Sec 4 tau, walaupon aku cabot byk kali pasal penat sgt aru balik skola kena pergi madrasah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the day came, Nani contractions started and was sent in an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So nak tk nak,&lt;/em&gt; Mak help Nani financially. That is when things started to get sour in the house. My boyfriend found out that Mat yang bomb kan his sister tengah AWOL. I told my boyfriend to report to the police je lah coz this Mat dah AWOL for almost 3 years. I wonder what are the police doing &lt;em&gt;sampai susah sangat nak tangkap si malaun nie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Mat AWOL cannot find a job. He only sits at home (IN MY BOYFRIEND HOME) and habis kan beras. Mat AWOL ni only uses the electricity and doesnt even pay a shit out of it. This Mat AWOL is driving my boyfriend crazy coz my boyfriend is the one who pays the utilities. Whenever my boyfriend talks to Nani about him not working, Nani will get all defensive. Till one fine day where i&amp;nbsp;cannot take it anymore. I had to voice out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau jgn kurang ajar ngan abg kau lah!" - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau asal? Aku bebual pon ngan abg aku, kau sebok asal?" - Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh, Ape abg kau cakap betol kau tau tak. Eh rabak lah siak abg kau lau mcm gini. Bill semua die bayar."- Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"SO? - giving that face 'SLAP ME'" - Nani&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So? abg kau ngan aku pon nak saving sial. Kau pikir kau laki bini je nak hidup.. Jantan kau ni dok rumah habis kan beras. Besarkan buah. Tak guna lah sial, jadi laki lau hidup nak dok rumah expect orang tanggung. Agak-agak urh, dah dok rumah orang, tompang lagi... pandai-pandai lah. Takkan tuh orang nak ajar?!" - me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yang kau nak bebual pasal laki aku skrg asal? Kau baik sgt? Kau sendiri mcm pompuan sundal!" - Nani.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right when she finished her sentence, my boyfriend slapped her soo hard that she fell on the floor. My boyfriend&amp;nbsp;was shouting to her something like&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;'Kau mmg dah kurang ajar. Kau nak kurang ajar ngan aku boleh tapi kalau kau kurang ajar ngan pompuan aku, aku tk terima. Or something like kurang ajar,&amp;nbsp;Mak ngan&amp;nbsp;Abah tk pernah ajar kau cakap ngan orang mcm gitu.'&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Memang padan urh ngan muke de kena sepak&lt;/em&gt;. Feeling very simpati gitu, i went to her and wanted to help her stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i think she's very ego, she spitted at my hand which i ended up walking away. I tried regaining myself. All i said to myself was that 'i cannot turn into a bitch with her, calm down', i repeated myself dalam hati so many times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, despite being told to go and find work. The Mat AWOL still didn't find any job. &lt;em&gt;The reasons: Takde IC mcm mane nak kerja. TAU PON! pergi lah surrender at least ader monthly salary coming in seh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tell me, is the Mat AWOL lazy or because he tengah AWOL making it sooooooooo hard to find a job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the Nani, Why i wanted to tell the story? Bcoz she doesn't appreciate her own brother and she even stole my boyfriend and mine savings. She's an asshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you were to ask me what happen till date: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She managed to make Mak kicked my boyfriend out from the house, standard urh cucuk2. and make Mak rent the house out and she gets the money. coz Mak have a house in Johor, Mak is living there. &lt;strong&gt;She is not with the Mat AWOL anymore, &lt;em&gt;Kate dah nikah kan?&amp;nbsp;Cerai pon tak? And sampai&amp;nbsp;sekarang&amp;nbsp;the Surat Nikah tak pernah nampak,&amp;nbsp;dasar kan penipu!&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;and she is now with a Mat who is PAK SANGGUP wanting to take care of her and her daughter who looks like the Mat AWOL, so please eh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PANJANG SUNGGUH CERITA AKU BOLEH BUAT DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but thats the fact. Not everyone live life on a bed of roses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-788978032624798894?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/788978032624798894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-awol-mcm-mane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/788978032624798894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/788978032624798894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-awol-mcm-mane.html' title='Mat i AWOL, mcm mane?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-4625844872293848151</id><published>2010-01-26T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:40:56.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gatal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chop chilli chop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readers'/><title type='text'>Mat i gatal sangat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nie pulak case pasal Mat de gatal sangat. Hamba chop chili chop lu nyer bird-bird nak?! Teruk betol lah nie Mat. Macam Pelahap tau. Kesian girlfriend kite yang satu nie.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoyyyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: ______________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 26 January 2010 12: 19PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mat i'm gonna talk about is my ex whom i really loved back then. I stared to get to know him around mid 2006 and i admit i was going gugu gaga over him(cute lah orgnye katekan. Puteh melepak pulak tu). At first,he got my MSN from my friendster account back then and started to chat with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression of him was he's extremely cute,sincere,faithful and all the good things you can think of lah eh. I don't know what in the blue hell i was thinking back then but yeah that's the truth. So we exchanged numbers and got to know each other deeper through text messages and phone calls but we tak pernah jumpe AT ALL. Contact punye contact skali we lost contact for almost 2 years since that time kite dua masing2 dah ade balak sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the midst of being with our own significant other,we still kept special feelings for each other(&lt;em&gt;Thats how i felt towards him lah and he claimed to feel the same way as i do. Padehal kite tak pernah jumpe eh&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we finally met each other on March 2008. Tu case mcm dah break ngn mataer masing2 trs contact balek. And after a few meet ups,we went officially together and i was on top of the world. I was on top of the world till i was really blinded and &lt;strong&gt;gave him my 101% of trust. (Bukan 100% eh 101% tau).&lt;/strong&gt; Like i said earlier,my impression of him was that he's faithful. He also claimed that during that 2 years kite tak contact,he was waiting for me. That was effing touching lah eh smpi jatuh aku. So yada yada kite mataer sume skali one day he said to me die nak jumpe ex-gf die yang recent punye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat: B,i nak jumpe ex i boleh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:Sape? For what purpose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat:*mentions her name* Jumpe je ah. As friends aje lah. Janji no hanky-panky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Die kasi aku satu innocent shit nye senyum abeh aku peh bengap gi caye die and allowed him to meet his ex-gf).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he went to meet this ex of his the next day. I didn't mind because like i said,i gave him my 101% trust. Then skali lepas die jumpe ex die,he went to meet me. Yes,i'd be lying if i say i wasn't insecure&lt;em&gt;(Aku kat umah jalan kehulur-kehilir tgh fikir yang bukan2 die mane nak amek tau&lt;/em&gt;). Due to that,i went to check his inbox messages while he went to buy his ciggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Mat to Ex-gf: You,you nak jumpe mane? My girl dah kasi green light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Ex-gf to Mat: Eh? Wah baek hati jugak eh your girl. Kite jumpe kat Tanah Merah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Mat to Ex-gf: Tu yang best nye psl die. I really miss you. Btw kan you,bile kite jumpe i nak kiss boleh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(k this part aku dah panassssssss)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Ex-gf To Mat: But your girl how? Jgn ckp kiss,you nak hug and sewaktu dgnnye pon boleh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't read the whole conversation psl tu Mat dah dtg balek. So aku yang si bengap nie just follow the flow and tak confront die psl tu message. Reason? &lt;strong&gt;SAYANG PUNYE PSL AND TAKOT KEHILANGAN DIE.&lt;/strong&gt; I lived with it and months later,he told me something about what his friend,Boi(not real name),asked him to do. &lt;em&gt;(Kirekan member die si Boi nie mcm mintak favour ah).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat: B,you tau Boi suroh i kenal2 ngn ni pompan. Name die Sepet(not real name).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Huh? Sape sia Sepet? Buat ape? He knows that you're together with me what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat: Ni pompan Boi nye adek angkat ah. Yelah. Tapi Boi suroh i kenal2 ngn ni Sepet psl ni Sepet die suke angkat gam tau. Abeh Boi suroh i kenal2 ngn die stakat nak ubahkan die je lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Ah k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,i blindly approved it but as you can see from my tone,i was reluctant. So die happy lah gi kenal2 ngn tu minah gam. But after sometime,i smell something fishy. Die declare yang ni stakat nak ubahkan si Sepet ni kan? But i can sense that they're getting way too serious already. What i did was,i just sent him a long text message about breaking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just gave him a reason like I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM(&lt;em&gt;Padehal2. Kau tu confident tak tau yang aku dah tau sume lobang kau!).&lt;/em&gt; So die frus tonggek for i-don't-know-how-long and we contact as friends only. &lt;strong&gt;Skali SAPPPPPP&lt;/strong&gt;! Die mataer ngn tu Sepet. In my heart i was like 'yeah right asshole byk kau punye nak ubahkan die. Makin terok je aku tgk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngn kau2 skali angkat gam ngn tu pompan!' But they broke up a month later and to my stupidity,aku gi patch ngn ni Mat. Yup we patched for almost 3 months until one fine day,he didn't contact me for two solid days. After that two days,he sent me a text message saying 'hey. i think we should go on our separate ways at the moment. I'm having lots of problems now and i need to be alone. Don't worry,i'll come back to you. I love you.' Due to my huge ego,i just agreed to it and react as if it was nothing but deep inside i'm like a volcano ready to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that break up,i got close to his friend yang Boi ni. Out of curiousity,i asked him about that Sepet when we met up for lunch. And guess what?!?!?! For the love of god si Boi ni tak pernah suroh this Mat go and kenal2 with this Sepet. See,i knew Boi won't do this kind of thing. From what i know,this Boi is very honest and he's nothing like a backstabber or anything close to that. And i got to know one more thing. Recently that Mat asked for a break up due to him facing some problems right?&lt;strong&gt; TU SUME BULLSHIT!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dpt tau die kenal2 ngn this girl from the same ITE as him and dumped me just for that slut. From then onwards,i hated this Mat(till now) so much and i will never find it in my heart to forgive him. I gave him all my love and affection and this is what i get in return? What happened to the things that we went through all these years? Sigh. Up till now,i never go easy on guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,i've moved on and already have a new boyfriend but guess what ladies? That Mat is still bothering me nak mintak kesian all. He said he menyesal but hahaha too late asshole. &lt;strong&gt;MEMANG DASAR TAMAK! SUME POMPAN KAU NAK! DAH 3 KALI KAU BODOH2 KAN AKU! JANTAN PELAHAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies,don't ever give your 100% trust to your boyfriend. They might just cheat on you right in your face. Alright till here. Toodles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, marah sungguh reader kite yang satu nie. But i feel her. She's not a fault her eventhough she patched up with him quite a few times. Yerlah people believe in second chances and all, but some people in this world just can't appreciate them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Mat, in my opinion, can't live without a girl. That is why whenever his relationship failed on him, he turn back to our girlfriend here. That is why i kinda agree with her when she said this Mat is Pelahap. &lt;em&gt;Relax urh wei, lu nak main&amp;nbsp;gitu semua, tkde care, DOH!&amp;nbsp;*step cite Bohsia sikit* .&lt;/em&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4625844872293848151?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4625844872293848151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-gatal-sangat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4625844872293848151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4625844872293848151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-gatal-sangat.html' title='Mat i gatal sangat!'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2499643034686855468</id><published>2010-01-26T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:41:22.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tak tanggung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tk kesian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not virgin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat jahat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lepas dalam'/><title type='text'>Dah shoot tak nak tanggung.</title><content type='html'>Since i am v free right now, i decided to open up &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; email. Well, i got 6 v amazing stories and hamba ni tak tau nak choose sape. Conpused Senah. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open up this readers entry where she emailed to me and was in an attachment form. At first, i wanted to open it last lah kan, sekali i read the title of the story, mcm best and guess what, this lady who wrote to me this particular entry got me hooked to every single sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to you who wrote to me this email, I salute you. Hats off for your courage. I seriously appreciate your inner strenght to go through everything and overcome everysingle odds infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:____________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 26 January 2010 15: 31PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is actually about MAT’s yang pandai buat anak, tapi tanak tanggong. It happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known xx since 2007. We work in the same retail line except that we work at different outlet. At that point of time he’s attached to zz. Im attached as well. All the staff knows about xx and zz. Well, I wasn’t that into xx at that point of time. We never even talk to each other. Tanak pandang pon muke dia. Well, matair org oi, tkkan lah aku nak kacau kan. Due to some reasons, I’ve quited my job. in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bumped to each other when I was working at ____ , the same shopping centre where he worked at. Yeah, he still work at that current brand that I used to work before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XX was like looking at me n say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ Hey,dah lama tak Nampak? U keje dekat this shopping center ni ke? Kite ex change number nak? I tgh rushing ni, bile free we can smoke together”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I wasn’t thinking anything. No harm ex-changing number kan. &lt;em&gt;Setakat break time we can smoke together. &lt;/em&gt;We did ex change msgs, but never have the time to smoke together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day when I was at work, he called me up and says &lt;em&gt;“ U at work ekh? I pick u up boleh? I off lah nari. Since we have no time to smoke together bile keje, let me pick u up from work lah. I drive lah. Lagi pon I boring dekat rumah ni”..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So yeah, he pick me up. We chat at chill. I did ask her about zz. Yeah , they are still together but was on the rocks. I couldn’t care much as I myself was attached at that point of time. After that night, we are very close. That’s when one day he finally broke off with zz. Seriously, I fell so comfortable being with him. He knows im attached. Then one day, I broke up with my current bf due to some reason. Since me n xx were single, we both give it a try to be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dah macam laki bini.&lt;/em&gt; He pick me up and send me off to work since we work in the same shopping center. We took the same off day together. He even bawa I jumpe his parents. N yes, we make love. Not only once, but a few tymes. Bukan lepas luar, tapi lepas dalam. I did ask him&lt;em&gt; “B, kalau I sanggkot macam mane?”&lt;/em&gt; He simply reply and say &lt;em&gt;“ I will be a good dad, n of coz I akan tanggong”&lt;/em&gt;.. I dint think much at that point of time because, I know he could not run, coz I know where he stay n I’ve already met his parents.. We continue making love n not once did he lepas luar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like totally in love with each other. Until one day, things turn sour, I’ve caught him contacting back with zz.&lt;strong&gt; Hati aku amat sakit!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; He told me that he love both me n zz. I was like &lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HELL??!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ape kau bebual ni???&lt;/em&gt; I’ve decided to let him go and be with zz. We split for almost a week, and he came back to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that he cant forget me and cant let me go.. I cant be with him, coz he cant be trusted. We both moved on with our life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, I’ve missed my period. I don’t have a regular mensus circle. I totally panicked. I went to buy 3 pregnancy kit. All three of then&lt;strong&gt; POSITIVE. &lt;/strong&gt;I’ve quickly contacted him and tell me lots of excuses. I ask him to meet me up, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beribu alasan dia bagi aku. “ I kene halau rumah lah, I dah kene buang ke lah, I tengah have financial problem”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He doesn’t seem to care. &lt;em&gt;Wei, aku ajak kau jumpe setakat nak bebual pasal ni anak dalam perot aku. At least bagi aku solution macam mane aku nak bilang parents aku&lt;/em&gt;. Last resort, I went to his work place, and I was told that he have already resigned. I fell so lost. Last resort I went to a private doc to check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 4 months pregnant. At that point of tyme, &lt;em&gt;otak aku ingat nak abort aje.. Parents aku tahu, mati aku. Tapi bile doc bilang yang baby dekat dalam perot aku itu dah cukup sifat, aku tak sampai hati nak bunuh anak aku sendiri.&lt;/em&gt; Yes, I’ve decided to keep the baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents know about it n we went to his house. Both our parents talk. I fell like killing him the moment I saw his face. Banyak kau punye kene halau rumah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have the guts to say &lt;em&gt;“Itu betol tak betol anak aku? Nta kau main dengan laki mane nta, abeh kau kata itu anak aku.Kau kan banyak jantan. Dah lame kita putus abeh kau kata itu anak aku”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aku punye lah bingit.. I answer back&lt;em&gt; “ Kau fikir aku bodoh pe!! Tak kan aku tak tahu jantan mane aku main. Last aku main dengan kau. Last kau yang lepas dalam”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to argue infront of our parents. &lt;em&gt;Bebual tak beralas punye.&lt;/em&gt; Our parents final decision was to check DNA. I’ve told my parent not to waste their money. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku berani buat, aku berani tanggong. Biar anak aku besar takda bapak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That few months of struggling alone during my pregnancy really makes me give up on my life.Aku pulak kene retrenched at that point of time. Sampai utang kawan just to go for check-up and beli baby’s stuff. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But thanks to my family and frens that have been there for me, I’ve gave birth to a healthy boy on July 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, xx knows that I gave birth already. I know he have been viewing me in tagged. Well, u have the guts to buat anak, tapi tanak tanggong. &lt;em&gt;Ada hati nak view, tapi takda hati jumpe and tegok anak kau. Aku tanak ape-ape pon dari kau, cume aku nak kau ingat kau kau tu dah bapak prang.&lt;/em&gt; At least have the brains to meet ur son. It pon kalau kau fikir itu anak kau. &lt;strong&gt;Nak check DNA konon.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;My fault for trusting him so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ladies, if u’re making love,&lt;em&gt; tolong lah jangan lepas dalam&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, he may say that he wanna tanggong but remember He might just dumped u anytime. By the tyme u realized that u’re pregnant, its too late. Dnt be like me. Having and raising a baby its not easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2499643034686855468?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2499643034686855468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/dah-shoot-tak-nak-tanggung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2499643034686855468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2499643034686855468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/dah-shoot-tak-nak-tanggung.html' title='Dah shoot tak nak tanggung.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-3385253202250432049</id><published>2010-01-26T04:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:41:59.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puhlease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat au au'/><title type='text'>Mat: I je yang betol.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been with a Mat who thinks he is always right... a "know it all?" - &lt;em&gt;macam Mat ni sorang je yang pandai, orang lain tak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat(s)&amp;nbsp;that wants their say on every topic including yourself? Like what you wear to work etc.&lt;br /&gt;Mat(s)&amp;nbsp;who are the experts on everything and anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are they not fun to be around but they are also not your relationship-material Mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more irritating than a&amp;nbsp;Mat who won't listen to another side of a story,&amp;nbsp;A Mat who doesnt see the world differently at certain time. &lt;em&gt;Gosh these kinds of Mat(s) are such a pain in my ass and yours.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These Mat(s) can't handle the idea that they are not right, or that someone else may know more than do they.&lt;br /&gt;These&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) live in a black and white world where they are right and those who disagree are wrong. &lt;em&gt;Macam dieorang je yang hidup and they je yang pandai.. Mintak kena siku-7 je.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kind of Mat(s)&amp;nbsp;will not open their minds to looking at life in new ways, nor will they even consider the possibility that they could improve in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These&amp;nbsp;Mat(s) will never offer a sincere apology, will never admit they are wrong, and will never allow others to see a vulnerable side of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a&amp;nbsp;good relationship, realise that the 'Mat' are open and they are comfortable with not knowing every answer to every question. &lt;strong&gt;Doesn't mean that you don't know answers to every questions on the earth means that you are stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have opinions, even strong ones but they can listen to others and understand. They can agree&amp;nbsp;or disagree. 'The Mat' know the world is filled with all sorts of people. Perangai bukan-bukan; and all of us know that by hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a Mat, find a&amp;nbsp;Mat who can listen to others and&amp;nbsp;respects YOUR opinion even if you disagree! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-3385253202250432049?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3385253202250432049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-je-yang-betol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3385253202250432049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3385253202250432049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-i-je-yang-betol.html' title='Mat: I je yang betol.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8462003619928507641</id><published>2010-01-25T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:42:21.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlfriends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawan makan kawan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Kawan Makan Kawan.</title><content type='html'>This topic is with truly from experience. I seriously hate this bitch ever since. She's a whore and mother of all bitches. A true friend would never ever do this to anyone of you. So if you are reading this post, please read it will you fullness interest and imagination to imagine how it is like being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story happen about a year ago. I just started work in one of the government hospital. It was very mundane at first. After about a month working there a new batch of girls came in and I made friend with one of this girl named Sarah (not her real name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was a great friend whom I should say &lt;em&gt;‘kaki-gerek’&lt;/em&gt;. Having to work with her is like having a very shift considered done. Appearance wise Sarah portray to have this &lt;em&gt;‘minah like look with the horrible eyebrows’.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At that present moment, I was dating this Mat named Danial (not his real name). We got to know each other through Tagged and he started to contact each other and started dating. Our first outing was to Marina Square, &lt;em&gt;feeling kau ingat balik! We dated for a few months before things started to turn sour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very fine day, Danial and I went clubbing when Sarah decided to tag along with us. I wasn’t even minding this matter. When we were on the dance floor, I swear to god that Sarah was all over Danial and it really pissed the shit out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to work the next day, I told a friend of mine what I was feeling about Sarah at the particular moment. So my friend told me, &lt;em&gt;“pegilah cakap ngan de. It’s for your own good”&lt;/em&gt; – and so I did. I remembered vividly that she told me this sentence which ended up she turned her back against her very own words. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Please lah girl, Aku tak date budak police, NS lagi.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I choose to trust her. We went out for clubbing a few times. Every time that I go clubbing with Danial, Sarah will confirm flirt with him on the dance floor. And the very last moment was that we had a group outing and that is when god wants to show me a true friend she is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened to me and Sarah took all the opportunity of it. She started spreading rumours about me being engage with someone else&amp;nbsp;and still dating with Danial. Danial whom was already weaken by my lost (I did mention something happen to me right), got very close with Sarah and they end up being ‘mutual friends’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 1 month later when I found out everything. She messaged me every single day and asked me the same question – &lt;em&gt;“kau masih sayangkan Danial?”&lt;/em&gt; A first I said &lt;em&gt;‘YES’&lt;/em&gt; but after a few times she repeated that question to me, I got pissed off and told her that &lt;strong&gt;‘NO, WHY ARE YOU ASKING SO MUCH. IF YOU WANT YOU CAN TAKE HIM!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was when she confessed to me that she was dating Danial when something had happen to me. She said she had to tell me bcoz she respected me as a friend and already treated me as part of her family. And of course it was all bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started bombarding her with questions such as “&lt;em&gt;Kalau kau respect aku as kawan kau, Asal kau buat aku gini? Lau betol kau nak Danial, Bilang lah aku boleh kasi tapi sampai kau nk kena jatuh kan maruah aku, tuh name de tkde cara.” Tuh part, aku peh minah pon datang lah. Puki, sape tak sort siak. Perangai sundal kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“dah tkda jantan lain per siak, sampai kawan kau punye pon kau nak kebas? Agak-agak lah siak, kau kate nie macam kawan?”&lt;/em&gt; – she didn’t even reply to all those messages that I gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called her umpteen times and nope she didn’t even dare to pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eh pompuan, aku call jawab lah sial, jangan sampai aku gegar tempat kerja kau. Name je kening mcm minah-minah tapi kental. Orang call tk tau nak jawab. Kau jangan cabar aku. Aku dah trip nak mampos kau tau ngan kau!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah at the moment all I wanted to do is strangle her to death. &lt;em&gt;Sumbat cili padi at her mouth.&lt;/em&gt; And so I decided to call Danial up and asked him why did he do this to me when he knows that she’s my friend.&lt;br /&gt;He said he couldn’t answer me and I hang up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest the case. I choose to ignore everything around me. I deleted Sarah off my Facebook and Danial off my Tagged account. I just wanna put everything behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later, I found out that things didn’t work out between Sarah and Danial. Danial is currently dating a new girl (thank god!) and I also did found out that Sarah offered Danial pangkeng in order to make Danial trust her. &lt;strong&gt;Danial also thought that she was fucking good in bed and he rated him 9 out of 10. Dasar minah kan, obviously lah good on bed!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, my jaw just drop. I was lucky to had met with something and god showed me what Sarah true colours was like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the Mat, &lt;strike&gt;I am still befriending with him but nothing more as an online friend&lt;/strike&gt;. Gosh i didn't believe i just told you readers one of my worst experience ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe it or not, i didn't forgive Sarah for what she did to me. Never will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-8462003619928507641?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8462003619928507641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/kawan-makan-kawan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8462003619928507641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/8462003619928507641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/kawan-makan-kawan.html' title='Kawan Makan Kawan.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-9043840254072019755</id><published>2010-01-25T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:42:44.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex gf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat sawan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealous'/><title type='text'>Mat who doesnt get over the EX GF. urghhhhh!!</title><content type='html'>Due to overwhelming request on this topic, I would like to share with you readers about Mat(s) who just can’t get over their ex girlfriend. Okay current girlfriend... do you job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SCREAAAAAMM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this topic might be very sensitive for some of you, but some of you might want to reflect why should you be worried too much, it is called ‘ex’ anyway.&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, you can do a check on your Mat.&lt;br /&gt;Do note this following sign and you will for sure know that your Mat is still not over his ex girlfriend. &lt;em&gt;Elehh, macam jambu sangat je tuh pompuan&lt;/em&gt;. Hehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mat still brings her up...regardless of how you try to divert the conversation.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your Mat still have too much memories between the both of them so he just could not shut his mouth. The Mat wants to share these moments of happiness of his to make you aware that he was better off with her than you. Or when you choose to stop the conversation by opening a new topic, he will go like this &lt;em&gt;‘Eh, tukar topic Nampak? Jealous eh?”&lt;/em&gt; and despite just saying that freaking sentence, your mat continued the topic like suke hati ex-gf die je. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mat&amp;nbsp;talks negatively about her&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For those whom your Mats always wanting to condemn the ex girlfriend, please don’t sit on the sofa to comfortably yet. This is one major factor that you might want to consider. All you will ever hear from your Mat is all the negatives facts on the ex girlfriend. &lt;em&gt;Perangai macam pompuan sundal je, jangan bebual pasal de urh. Muke pecah step hot, Biar urh, tak heran urh, bekas orang geli aku.&lt;/em&gt; These comments might sound hurtful but maybe your Mat is actually missing the exgf badly. &lt;em&gt;Aiyooooohhhh Tak taooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mat&amp;nbsp;compares you to her&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It can go two ways. It’s either he thinks that you are wayyyyyyy better than the exgf or he might compare you to the so angelic exgf. &lt;em&gt;Kalau baik sangat asal exgf kan?! Nie obviously korang tau lah macam mane kan?&lt;/em&gt; Usually the sentence will end up like, &lt;em&gt;“you nie tak macam my ex lah, tak best”.&lt;/em&gt; You feel me people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mat&amp;nbsp;says he's not over her...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay if you Mat says this sentence to you. Do TypicalMATsays a v big favour, Dump his for god sake. Thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;From my very own experience, I’ve encountered these kinds of Mats quite a few times. It was like two years ago when this Mat whom I was dating cum getting into a relationship with him keeps on talking to me about his exgf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first he was very much reluctant to share his story with me, But after a while this Mat keep on telling me stories about his exgf. Obviously by that time, &lt;em&gt;telinga aku dah naik berbulu okay!! Like hello, you are dating me and you are still thinking about her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Mat tells me that his mum loves his exgf a lot. Every year, time preparing for Hari Raya, she will come his house and bake cookies with his mum. &lt;em&gt;(Tuh part aku dah feel threaten.)&lt;/em&gt; This Mat also tells me that how his exgf always never fails to pick up his phone calls unlike me. A lot of other things that just hurt the fuck out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This exgf of his is working at CDC. So&amp;nbsp;this Mat&amp;nbsp;will repeat and repeat how he caught his exgf playing timmer with him. Blablabla. It's horrible. &lt;em&gt;Mat nie macam takde life gitu lah. Exgf de kalau lawa sangat takpe lah, average looking jer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up leaving that Mat. But with no good reason? Just because he can’t get over his exgf. Or should I say I wasn’t strong enough to compete and make him forget his exgf. Who cares? well, I don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-9043840254072019755?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9043840254072019755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-who-doesnt-get-over-ex-gf-urghhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9043840254072019755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/9043840254072019755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-who-doesnt-get-over-ex-gf-urghhhhh.html' title='Mat who doesnt get over the EX GF. urghhhhh!!'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-3212673057713040927</id><published>2010-01-24T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:43:03.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attached'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenal-kenal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tak nak kenal'/><title type='text'>Hey i am attached but single?</title><content type='html'>Hello beautiful and handsome readers, sorry lah never update for quite sometime. I was busy with a lot of things.. Work, My family, my friends, and of &lt;em&gt;course lah kan, gaji dah masok tuh yang i busy sgt, heh..&lt;/em&gt; Shopping (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i didn't expect you guys really do come everyday to typicalMATsays and&amp;nbsp;wanting me to keep updating this blog, like 2 post a day? &lt;em&gt;alahai, kasi lah hamba chance, hamba kerja tao. ok. But i promise you people on thing, i'll update as often as possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today post is written by one of our readers who wants to share with you beautiful people out there about this Mat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY I AM ATTACHED BUT SINGLE.&lt;br /&gt;(jgn nak senyum eh mat-mat yang tengah bace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: __________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 22 January 2010 17: 35PM &lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there! I wanna share my experience with all of the readers out there. This is about my own friend, whom i have known him for about a month plus. Yes, i know our friendship isnt that long, but many things had happened throughout our one month friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered clearly. I get to know my friend at Tagged and this happened on 18 December, which is just a month ago. From Tagged, we chatted over at MSN, and after MSN, we exchanged number with each other so we can keep in touch. At first, this friend of mine turns out to be sweet, &lt;em&gt;and he gave me lots of advices cause at that point of time, my ex just dumped me. Ala, nie semue standard. Baru kenal mestilah sweet kn? Mane ade org baru kenal terus nk tunjuk perangai tk perlu dorang?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after that, he told that he wanna meet up with me. I agreed and we meet over at Jurong at night cause i need to attend my friend's rewang first before meeting him. Our first meeting was describe-less, cause when i first met him, he was drunk. He told me to chill over at his place, but i choose not to cause i was afraid he might do something funny to me since he was drunk. I asked him to chill over at my area instead and he agreed. So, we chilled, shared stories (mostly about his life), and went home only the next day. Througout our conversation, dia ada sound i jadi girlfriend dia. &lt;em&gt;Dia ckp yg ex i tk deserve i and dia ada janji i yg dia akan jage i.&lt;/em&gt; I just ignore him cause i thought he wasnt aware of what he's saying since he's drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to get close and we started going out together. At first, i tktau yg&lt;em&gt; dia nie those flirtish type of guys cause mula2 i kenal dia, dia cakap i tkkn pandang lelaki mcm dia psl dia tkde rupa. So, i thought he was like those guys who dont go for looks or those type who doesnt flirts. Time i slalu jumpa dia,&lt;/em&gt; he will always keep himself busy messaging i dont know who. If i asked, he says it was his guyfriend. Takkan message lelaki sampai banyak gitu? Until one day, i viewed back his Tagged and i browsed through his pictures, and i saw one picture (a girl kissing his cheek), and his Tagged status was Married. I looked through his comments, and this girl who looks exactly like the girl on the picture, send him a love song. Then, i realised something. He just added this girl after he added me and tk sampai sebulan dorang kenal, dorang da attached. Cause i still remember, when he first added me, i send him a Tag and he has only 2 or 3 comments, but none of those comments were from that girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe da jodoh dorang. Tk sampai sebulan kenal da go steady.&lt;/em&gt; I text my friend cause i thought i wanna say congrats to him. But instead, he deny the fact that he's attached and he created different stories. He told me that the girl was his 'ex' and the 'Married' status was only for fun. Bile dia ckp gitu, i terigt yg dia pernah ckp yg dia da setahun lebih single. I asked him about him being single for about a year and why now put that picture, he told me yg dia rindukn ex dia and that was only for fun. He told me that if i regard him as my friend, i have to believe him and trust him. Which i did not do so. Yelah, org yg kurang pandai jer akan percaya bile dia da nampak dgn mata kepala dia sendiri. I decided to konon nye percayakn dia, and i wanted to see how long he can play this game with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after that, i received a call from him. He really spoiled my mood cause i was out shopping on that day. So, i took this chance and i asked him again. After giving him much pressure, i raised my voice sampai org semue tengok, baru dia mengaku. I tanya dia kenape dia buat i mcm gitu, and dia ckp dia tknk sakitkn hati i. Kenape dia takut nk bilang i the truth sedangkn i nie cume kwn dia? Bukannye i nie girlfriend dia. Bila dia mengaku, i mcm kesiankn girlfriend dia. Da attached tapi masih mengaku single dgn org lain. I have the thinking of this is between him and his girlfriend, so i eventually ignored everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas da lame dia tk contact i, tibe2 dia text i. I tanya dia pasal girlfriend dia, and dia bilang i yg dorang da break. Im shocked. Why the sudden break up? And he told me yg girlfriend dia tk tahan dgn perangai dia yg mcm s@#%. I cuma ketawakn dia and i told him he really deserve that cause that is what he gets for flirting around. But in the same time, i kinda pity him cause he sound so disappointed. I cheered him up and i told him that i will meet him to talk things out with him. So we met at his place, cause he just came back from camp, and chilled at his house. Bile tgh chill tu, i tanya dia face to face cause i believed that its easier to communicate in face to face situation cause by that way, i can only know whether he's lying or not. Tapi bila i berbual dgn dia, no chances that he's lying to me. So i take that as he's not lying to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chilling at his house, we decided to go Town since it was so boring slacking at his place. Time dekat Town tu, kite ada mkn dkt Burger King. Dia ada berkenan dgn satu Minah keje situ. Time tgh nk mkn, dia asyik tengokkn tu Minah. Dari main mata, dorang main senyum2. I pn irritated sampai i ckp kalau da berkenan i blh mintakkn. Dia cabar i mintakkn number Minah tu cause dia igtkkn i tk berani, and i pun mintak. I know this sounds stupid, but since he just broke off, why not? Lepas makan, he sent me home and throughout the journey in the bus, i sengaja testing dia. I tanya dia kenape dia tknk matair dgn i, and dia ckp yg dia blm ready and takut dia tkde time untuk i. Dia ckp yg dia takut i tkle tahan dgn perangai dia mcm 'ex' dia tu. Dalam hati i, dia ckp dia blm ready tapi tk sampai sebulan kenal dgn 'ex' dia, dorang da matair. I pun buat bodoh and just berbual macam biasa dgn dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday, 20th January 2010. I just finished texting with him cause i told him i just found myself a job and planning to go out with him during his birthday since his birthday was around the corner. Dia ckp dgn i yg dia demam and dia nk tido. I pulak nk tido tapi tkle tido. So, i went online and started to blog-hopping until i ended up with someone's blog (it was a girl). Since i was bored, i read her post cause to me its all interesting and i came across my friend at one of her post. Rupe2nye, i tgh bace blog yg the girl yg i nampak dkt Tagged my friend tu. They are still together and i got to know its gonna be their first monthsary in a few more days. Im utterly disappointed with my friend. He dared lying to me for more than once because of his status. This is what i get after regarding him as my good friend. I straight away text him on the night itself telling him how disappointed i am with him. I waited for his reply and until today, dia tk reply. I bilang dia yg i da tau the truth and there's no way dia blh tipu i lagi pasal i da bace blog girlfriend dia. I mcm ada hati nk bilang girlfriend dia tapi i tknk pulak psl nie dorang gaduh. Lagi2 i tau girlfriend dia tu sakit and nk kena go for an operation. Nampak sangat my friend nie da takut sebab tu dia tk reply my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my friend's girlfriend is a reader of ur blog. But i dont have the intention of comdenming her or her boyfriend down. I just wanna share my experience with all the readers of ur blog so that they can be much more aware of this kind of Mats in the future, or if they are in contact with any of this kind of Mats now. I really hope that u will published my story cause i dont want more girls to be any of this kind of Mats victim or end up like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww. i feel this girl. I seriously wanted to publish her story earlier but yeah, im sorry darling but at least your story did get published in TypicalMATsays right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you handsome and beautiful readers out there, please feel me right now. Lying about your status won't bring you any good. In fact it brings chaos and a lot of turmoil in feelings. I mean if you are attached and declare yourself as single are you telling us that you are ashamed that you are in a relationship or is your girlfriend or your Mat is toooooooooooooooooooo ugly to be your partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So please eh, time lambat lah sayang oi nak timmer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-3212673057713040927?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3212673057713040927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-i-am-attached-but-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3212673057713040927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3212673057713040927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-i-am-attached-but-single.html' title='Hey i am attached but single?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-2158008348373699904</id><published>2010-01-21T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:43:30.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat motor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ader motor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lepak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot mat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mat ader motor'/><title type='text'>Ade pergi Ade balik.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1gSfpdanTI/AAAAAAAAABM/RGRkkYVxlbE/s1600-h/honda_super4_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1gSfpdanTI/AAAAAAAAABM/RGRkkYVxlbE/s400/honda_super4_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays we've been seeing this &lt;strong&gt;'ade pergi ader balik'&lt;/strong&gt; concept too often. I'm referring to the Mat(s) who rides. Be it the 2B bikes or 2A Bikes. I’m not categorizing every single Mat who rides the same but the minority whom does really suck the hell out of me. Annoying siaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Mat(s) thinks that they can get everything under the sun especially girls when they ride a bike. &lt;em&gt;Mak aii, ader tuh muke pecah takpe tao, janji ader motor pompuan nak. Okay nie case kan, tak leh salah kan Mat je lah, kadang-kadang some of you all ni gatal nak Mat yang ader motor je. Mat takde motor mcm boring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang some of you all ni think that this kind of Mat mcm best lah konon-konon. Yerlah you know, they can fetch and send you home faster. Go ghost hunting with you all. &lt;strong&gt;Mcm plus point gitu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, have you thought why these Mats are willing enough to send you to and fro? That’s when the concept of &lt;strong&gt;‘ade pergi ader balik’&lt;/strong&gt; will come to place. HAHHHHH! Ni lah topic kite today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m talking from experience. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, I’ve come across a lot of Mat who thinks that they can get everything out of girls when they ride a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m not supposed to say this because this Mat whom I am going to tell you guys about is my very own friend. I’m not saying this because nak bastard him, no, I think this story would be a good learning point for every single one of you out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Mat he rides super4. He is just like any normal guys out there who doesn’t play cutting or whatsoever not. Something about this Mat I don’t like is that he thinks that he can get every single girl that he wants because he has a super4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mcm cb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Mat is already attached to a very wonderful girl who is blessed with a lot of patience and love for him. Yet still, he is still very blinded by lust and still flirt around with another girl. I remember one night; I went to meet up with this Mat at Labrador Park with a group of our friends when this Mat came down with this girl who is not his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooooooooo shocked and a little dissapointed. Nothing could express my feelings. &lt;em&gt;(part tuh mcm nak&amp;nbsp;balik je tao tak!)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went down to meet him and the rest of my friend because I was expecting this Mat girlfriend to be around. I am v&amp;nbsp;close with his girlfriend so we usually have a lot of things to talk about.&amp;nbsp;Sekali he brought along this girl whom is like v ugly, sorry to say, at least to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked this Mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Oi, mane pompuan kau”-me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tk bawa lah, Ni ____, scandal aku.”- Mat (giving me this kerang busuk smile) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sawan, nie pompuan tinggal mane?”- Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tinggal Bukit Panjang urh, daerah segar.” – Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Oh, minah eh. Ape taste kau nie. Pompuan kau tuh dah baik mcm gitu pon kau perangai besar peh taik eh. Kena aku siang siang aku tinggalkan kau tao.” – Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Minah janji dapat oii. Sekali tepuk... PAP! Bunyi.” – Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ishk! Geli eh. Kau ni ade ape sampai de nak sangat ngan kau?”- Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Aku ader super4. Eh standard urh, ader pergi ader balik. Takkan per-per je aku hantar de mane-mane kan?” – Mat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah aku dumbstruck at that moment. Aku tak tao ape nak cakap. Is my Mat friend just sakit adik or is that girl too cheap to give him everything? At that moment I just choose not to talk to the girl whom this Mat friend of mine brought along with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respected his view and i didn't even tell his girlfriend about that night. But eventually his girlfriend found out that this Mat was having affair behind her back (like again) and believe it or not, his girlfriend wasn't shocked and was expecting to have a scandal because she told me that this Mat been acting very strangely with her since 1 month ago. So yeah, i didn't believe that this Mat friend of mine can do such thing to his girlfriend whom i say &lt;strong&gt;'untung lau dapat buat bini. Tak menyesal.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, just because you have bike and you send a girl to and fro does that means you can get everything the girl have especially her self-respect or is it the girl who doesn’t have self-respect for herself? &lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I have a lot of my girlfriend who thinks that Mat with bikes is better off from those who don’t. Mats with bikes are not necessarily bad, but sometimes it is the concept that they have in mind makes me feel so disgusted with some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I seriously don’t blame the Mat or the girls. It all depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tip from TypicalMATsays&lt;/u&gt;: ADER PERGI ADER BALIK, just remember that if you think that the Mat whom you are dating with rides a bike and starts to act very fishy&amp;nbsp;when he is&amp;nbsp;with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-2158008348373699904?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2158008348373699904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ade-pergi-ade-balik.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2158008348373699904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/2158008348373699904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ade-pergi-ade-balik.html' title='Ade pergi Ade balik.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1gSfpdanTI/AAAAAAAAABM/RGRkkYVxlbE/s72-c/honda_super4_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-6208389973580391211</id><published>2010-01-20T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:44:08.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shut the mouth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout no use'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream'/><title type='text'>Ask the Mat to shut the mouth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1X3QZFW_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/7loYqoftur8/s1600-h/verbal-abuse-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428516786848333666" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1X3QZFW_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/7loYqoftur8/s400/verbal-abuse-2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 273px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 425px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name calling (?) is never appropriate in a relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course &lt;em&gt;lah kan kalau you guys call you Mat tuh baby, sayang, ayang, babylove, sugar, spice&lt;/em&gt; to express love is great... TypicalMATsays talking about the rude, disrespectful name calling &lt;em&gt;yang kite&lt;/em&gt; often see in abusive relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know name calling in a relationship is a sign of immaturity. Duuhhhh! It reminds us of &lt;em&gt;time korang semua maseh anak abu abeh kacau org time recess&lt;/em&gt; when you didn't get things done your way. Most adults have left this silliness long ago. But not everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the very immaturity of it all, it is very hurtful. One can't undo what one says. &lt;em&gt;Dah bebual mane boleh liquid-liquid kan? Ingat exam?&lt;/em&gt; Words can hurt and name calling, often occurring during times of anger can hurt deeply. First you thought it might be a joking matter matter. But when your Mat uses it too often that might eventually hurt your feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name calling in a relationship is a reflection of the disrespect one feels for each other. So if a Mat is calling you names you know he does not respect you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(tuh name nye jantan si__)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name calling often is a sign of a Mat needing to feel dominant and strong. That is what i truely feel. If the Mat puts you down enough he will feel better about himself. Mat with their Ego means Monster :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Mat can get you to feel worthless, he will feel more powerful. The worse you feel about yourself the more he feels in control of you. &lt;em&gt;You get the cycle tak?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So if your Mat start calling you pompuan sundal, eh sial, oi bodoh too frequently... maybe you should check on yourself first before doing anything. Why? If you just keep your mouth shut and not wanting to voice out. You are the one who is encouraging your Mat to call you such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you all do know that it is never appropriate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-6208389973580391211?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/6208389973580391211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-mat-to-shut-mouth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6208389973580391211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/6208389973580391211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-mat-to-shut-mouth.html' title='Ask the Mat to shut the mouth.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1X3QZFW_2I/AAAAAAAAABE/7loYqoftur8/s72-c/verbal-abuse-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-4741571668605333783</id><published>2010-01-18T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:44:40.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='khawin. kahwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaaaah emak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday bawah blok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habis duit'/><title type='text'>Mat Khawin-Khawin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy said than done i suppose. TypicalMATsays today wanna talk about something more interesting, alaaaah pasal mat khawin-khawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time sekarang ni kan,&lt;/em&gt; most of the Mats here living in Singapore have a mindset of having a stable job then they wanna start to settle down. So most of them will settle down by the age of 25 and above, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you are with this Mat and he is already having the mindset of wanting to settle down, do you wanna turn him down and leave him. OR choose to marry this Mat khawin-khawin.&lt;br /&gt;I know its very weird to see Mat Khawin-khawin coz usually it is the ladies who will pester (actually no lah, parents the ladies side) them to settle down as early as possible. Now what will you do if the situation is turn upside down??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You kite settle down nak? - Mat.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, siang nyer? Tk nak lah.. nak buat ape?" -you.&lt;br /&gt;"Alaaaah, my parents suruh i settle down cepat lah. Tkde pon we tunang dulu"- Mat&lt;br /&gt;"erk, kasi i think dulu"-you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, TypicalMATsays will give you some tips on Mat Khawin-Khawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Decide if you love him or the idea of marriage. Most of us ni kan gatal, time kecik kecik dah imagine mcm mane nanti you nak look like when you khawin. so...If the wedding details excite you more than spending the rest of your life with your Mat, you are not ready to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Look at how Mat treats you in front of your family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Look at how he treats you in front of your family and friends. Compare that with how he treats you in front of his family and friends. If there is a difference between how he treats you when he wants to impress than how he treats you when he is comfortable, realize that this is a warning sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The main important thing is that your Mat isn't &lt;em&gt;kaki pukol&lt;/em&gt;. If he is, then don't bother to marry your Mat. Eventhough he insist of being the Mat khawin-khawin with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ask your Mat if he needs a family?. Discuss the roles that each of you will play in raising the children. &lt;em&gt;Step larh pikir jauh, nie&lt;/em&gt; will help you decide something about your Mat. Lau he is career minded and you are not, dont khawin with this Mat, you will not feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will help for those who wanna get married in anytime from now. This will help you run away from those desperate Mat khawin-khawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Alaaaaaaaaaaaaah emak, khawin kan aku. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4741571668605333783?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4741571668605333783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-khawin-khawin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4741571668605333783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4741571668605333783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/mat-khawin-khawin.html' title='Mat Khawin-Khawin'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-3631734215572752214</id><published>2010-01-18T04:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:11:39.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typicalmat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a lot'/><title type='text'>What if your Mat is not the Mat you thought he would be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N7q5KPGZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/V7hZj86fL18/s1600-h/thoughts2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427817952740055442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N7q5KPGZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/V7hZj86fL18/s400/thoughts2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well for today i would feature another email from one of the readers of &lt;a href="http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TypicalMATsays email is bombared with a looooooooooooot of interesting stories from you readers and I have a very good time reading all your emails. I really mean it when i say i read them. &lt;em&gt;Aku bace abeh bace sorang-sorang, macam happy gitu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be writing two post for today. But for now, im featuring this readers email before updating more interesting stories and advices for you guys out there &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(its 5.ooam right now, i'll do this just before hitting bed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone here really read this story properly coz it's a unique story and personally i think it is a good learning point for everyone of you out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i say before. Whatever you see it is what you get. I didn't edit any parts of the story in due respect to the person who wrote this email to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the story. Enjjoooyy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send from: ________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 17 January 2010 18: 17PM&lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello readers ,, im js here to share an Awwful experience . tht i played fer a year &amp;amp; 4 month ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes u heard me right ,,&lt;br /&gt;so basically , during 2008 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is gonna be a very complicated story .. so , read carefully aite !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes like ths ,,&lt;br /&gt;i known ' him ' from MSN where i dont know how he even got my Email address .&lt;br /&gt;so , we got to know during february 2008 ,&lt;br /&gt;we chit-chat on the net &amp;amp; 'he' decided to give his Hp no ..&lt;br /&gt;so we started Texting ,, but there werent any calls made ,,&lt;br /&gt;our basic communication was js through messages ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got 2gather in march 08 . i js accepted him due to th reason tht i really wanted to forget my ex boyfriend ..&lt;br /&gt;for a month , we js contact w each other through sms .&lt;br /&gt;but one day , i asked him to call me .. &amp;amp; he suddenly questioned me .&lt;br /&gt;" u tk kesah ke suare i mcm pompan .? "&lt;br /&gt;i js said i didn't as it was normal for Some guys to have a KEPIT voice .&lt;br /&gt;so he called ,, but surprisingly . his voice wasn't like how u guys expected to be sumhow like Khairul anwars' .&lt;br /&gt;it was even more girlish .. ( &amp;amp; i started to smell something fishy !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not telling him how i felt , i js continued our rshp as per normal like some other couple ,,&lt;br /&gt;telling him i love him &amp;amp; stuff , cos i really suspect something is really really wrong !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; moreover , every single time i asked him out , he whud be giving me ALOT of excuses .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ths went on for 3 month ,, ( tell me , which guy wont want to mit his own gf ?)&lt;br /&gt;then ,, one day .&lt;br /&gt;his 'sister' suddenly wanted to meet up w me , saying she wanted to get to know me even deeper ,&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt have much choice but i was Glad to have meet his ' sister '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out to esplanade &amp;amp; she said , tht my 'boyfee' gave her some $ for her to spend on me .&lt;br /&gt;we went to do a little bit of shopping &amp;amp; went to Popeye @ spore flyer .&lt;br /&gt;while eating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sisters' phone rang &amp;amp; she answered it .&lt;br /&gt;what really shocked me was ,, she has ths exactly same voice as my boyfee .&lt;br /&gt;exactly the same , th giggles , th way she talk ..&lt;br /&gt;( i stench smell of fishiness really make me wanna find out )&lt;br /&gt;so , after we ate , we sat @ th F1 track ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked &amp;amp; i js kept quiet about what i was thinking .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home &amp;amp; called 'boyfee' .&lt;br /&gt;thth same girly voice ..!&lt;br /&gt;so it really pissed me off ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; since 'boyfee' said 'he' is living in hougang .&lt;br /&gt;a block beside my cousins house .&lt;br /&gt;i went to my cousin house &amp;amp; slack ..&lt;br /&gt;i told my cousin how curious i was .. &amp;amp; she asked me to play SPY .&lt;br /&gt;so i did .. &amp;amp; cousin help me out ,, she asked most of her LEPAK friends if they knew any guy name ( so &amp;amp; so)&lt;br /&gt;but NO ONE DOES ! . ( it really creeps me out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still played on th game ..&lt;br /&gt;i met 'boyfee' sister . &amp;amp; we slacked under her block .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when she went up to take her laptop .&lt;br /&gt;she left her phone on th table . &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;( devastating part !)&lt;br /&gt;i read her msges out of curiousity &amp;amp; suspisious , GUESS WHAT I SAW !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY MSGES THT I TEXTED ' BOYFEE'&lt;br /&gt;everything ! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was devastated but i acted like nothing happen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all ths while , i was in a rshp w a girl who actually crave for attention .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin said , tht this girl is actually from her ex school&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she HAD NO FRIEND !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so , she played ths game of prank on me js to get someone to entertain her &amp;amp; stuff ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-3631734215572752214?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3631734215572752214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-if-your-mat-is-not-mat-you-thought.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3631734215572752214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/3631734215572752214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-if-your-mat-is-not-mat-you-thought.html' title='What if your Mat is not the Mat you thought he would be?'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N7q5KPGZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/V7hZj86fL18/s72-c/thoughts2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-7522612325691001890</id><published>2010-01-17T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:04:02.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader's post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey lovely darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i just came back home from a&lt;br /&gt;vvvvvvvvvvvvvvv tiring day. I barely slept for 1hr the day before and had to&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 8.30am and head down to Tampines for my friend's daughter &lt;em&gt;cukur&lt;br /&gt;rambot&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;shave hair in direct translation&lt;/strong&gt;) Thus i am not&lt;br /&gt;really functioning in the brain. &lt;em&gt;Otak dah shutdown mode.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;today, TypicalMATsays.blogspot.com will feature our beloved reader of this blog&lt;br /&gt;right here, right now. &lt;em&gt;chey? Aku kasi korang chance lah take over my&lt;br /&gt;spotlight but for today je or maybe some other days? heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;story was sent to me through &lt;a href="mailto:knowyourmats@hotmail.com"&gt;knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't&lt;br /&gt;edit any parts of the email, so whatever you see is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;enjoy (: &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST did it with my girlfriend's MAT‏&lt;br /&gt;From: ____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sent: 16 January 2010 19: 02PM&lt;br /&gt;To: knowyourmats@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey babe. Came across your blog yesterday and thought of sharing my story.&lt;br /&gt;Nak type it out in english tapi macam tak gerek kan. Bebual melayu baru cerita ni best! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.. I guess I'm gonna type it out in mixed languages.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so here's my story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite close to this girlfriend of mine, XX. She has a boyfriend whom she's been with for about 3 years, I think. Her boyfriend, XY, is kind of flirtatious. He flirts with any girls but wouldn't dare to do it in front of XX. XX, on the other hand, is very possessive over her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, XX vowed not to have sex before marriage.&lt;br /&gt;And I was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Woah. Never say never. You might do it someday."&lt;br /&gt;"Er...I'm not like you," XX said.&lt;br /&gt;She said that because she knew that I had done it before. Which is not something that I'm proud of. It was a mistake but what's done can't be undone right. I didn't feel offended cause what she said was true. I couldn't argue with her on that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...One day, XY called me up and asked me to teach him Maths since O levels was already approaching. I agreed and we went to study at his void deck. Actually, he's been texting me for quite some time. &amp;amp; Aku pun gatal sangat..layankan je la. Cause I secretly had feelings for him at that point of time. So we went out studying for at least two nights in a week near his area. He sent me back home after every study session. Then one night, we made out. I don't know how it happened...But it just happened. I know! I'm such a slut. But yeah, we made out..like...MAJOR make out session. But I didn't exactly feel guilty cause XY &amp;amp; XX already broke up at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 4 consecutive days after that incident, (YEAH, I actually counted the days. Damn) XX told me that she had already worked things out between XY &amp;amp; her. To be frank, I was hoping they would never get back together! Their relationship is like any other long-term relationships. Break, patch up again. Break, patch up again. So I thought this time, they would have gone on their separate ways for real!&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly shocked when she told me that they were back together. It was what I had expected but still kept my hopes up. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the climax part was when she told me, they had made up and had SEX. I was like, WHAT?!?! WHEN?!?!?! WAS IT YOUR FIRST TIME?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XY: "Aku tau kau confirm terkejut. Aku buat ngan dier da macam a few months back. Tapi baru2 ni, kiter buat lagik. Dier nak...Abeh aku kasi ah. Tapi aku takut ah kalau aku pregnant. Macam maner ni? But I have nothing much to worry about ah. Cause dier cakap dier nye first time ngan aku. Dier tak buat ngan pompan lain. Aku pun kenal kawan2 dier pe. If XX buat kerje belakang aku, confirm dorang bilang aku pe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... guess what babe? That guy had sex before with other girls, without XY's knowledge. Dier sanggup pegi pangkeng sumer ah. Aper nak buat kan. Buah gatal sangat. Aku macam nak sepak jantan tu peh muke siak! Naseb baik kawan aku tak pregnant ke ape.. Geram!! But the thing is, XX tu pun bengap. Takkan kawan2 XY nak gi report kat XX kalau XY main pompan lain. Buat kelakar pe. Lelaki...standard ah. Tolong cover each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, they are still together now. XX still doesn't know what her "beloved" boyfriend does behind her back. And what I did with XY, I guess that would remain as a secret. Even if I would want to come clean with her, tell her what I had done with her boyfriend, I'm sure I would lose her as a friend.. or... she might not even believe my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. That's the end of my story. Sorry if it bores you to death but I hope you weren't bored reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom line: Don't ever trust guys!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Mademoiselle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7522612325691001890?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7522612325691001890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/readers-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7522612325691001890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7522612325691001890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/readers-post.html' title='Reader&apos;s post.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-4480718306013146684</id><published>2010-01-16T04:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:07:10.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oppss, Immigration Clearance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N77mhRLEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6fsxlJfoDMI/s1600-h/stop.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427818239794162754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N77mhRLEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6fsxlJfoDMI/s400/stop.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello lovely readers of &lt;a href="http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.TypicalMATsays.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For day, i will not post anything with regards to the relationship problem. Today i wanna set the storyline straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TypicalMATsays is a blog or a reflection point on relationship. What relationship? Our Malay teens and not so teens relationship (&lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;). This blog have all aspect of maturity, stupidity and all the &lt;em&gt;-idty&lt;/em&gt; that can be related to anyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specific readers? &lt;strong&gt;NONE&lt;/strong&gt;. This blog isn't being design only for those 'typical mats and minahs' which is like commonly not being like by many. No, this blog is open for all. This blog serves even the 'normal' ladies/guys/girls/boys out there. If you have a relationship problem and need to laugh it out, this &lt;strong&gt;might &lt;/strong&gt;be your best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because this blog carries the name of &lt;strong&gt;TYPICALMATS&lt;/strong&gt; that doesnt means that i am referring to those mats whom people regards them as mat-rep. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mat in this blog term is your guy, your boyfriend, your baby, your love and the list goes on. ( i seriously dnt know what names you call your bf) so to make it simple, i use the word MAT to make everyone who is reading this blog understand the whole concept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again hope everyone here understand where i am coming from. Its a blog for everyone who feels like reading it. It's a free world right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i say this blog serve for one purpose:&lt;strong&gt; a reflection point for relationship problems.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Btw, thank you to those who are willing enough to&lt;br /&gt;share your stories with &lt;a href="http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Certain stories will be featured in this blog as&lt;br /&gt;promised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4480718306013146684?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4480718306013146684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/oppss-immigration-clearance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4480718306013146684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4480718306013146684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/oppss-immigration-clearance.html' title='Oppss, Immigration Clearance'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N77mhRLEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6fsxlJfoDMI/s72-c/stop.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-5911179380839385230</id><published>2010-01-14T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:09:05.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You... Sangkut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N8YFC3rzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CASV408iBMU/s1600-h/pregnantBristol.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427818729024499506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N8YFC3rzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CASV408iBMU/s400/pregnantBristol.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Alamak, nairi dah 23rd. Asal eh uzur aku ni tk datang-datang. Ni perut pon tkder cramp, my breast pon tak keras, eh kenapa eh. Takkan aku pregnant kan? But hari tuh aku cuci pe lepas main. Alaaaaah. Macam mane nie? Tkpe-tkper, wallet aku maseh ader duit, boleh go Guardian or Watson and buy pregnancy kit. Uh, Lantak urh, nie important siak.. Lao aku sangkut mcm mane!" - You talking to yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jeng! Jeng! Jeng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oi Senah hot sungguh topic nairi eh&lt;/em&gt;. hehe. Okay this situation might seems very drastic for some of you but trust me, for the minority who had went through this before. It is really a black mark in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking your urine with the pregnancy kit, you know for yourself that you're pregnant. Lucky thing is that you are above 18 years old. You called your Mat crying and crying tell him to meet you now, immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You kenape nie?" - Your Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You tengok ni, ape i nak buat nie you. Mampos lau my parents tao." - you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Huh?! Sangkut! Dah brape bulan?" - Your Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mane i tao! 1 mth plus ker. How i know. Now the main thing here is.. Ape kite nak buat?!" - you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. This is the most common question that couples asked each other when this situation happens to them. Some might choose to terminate the pregnancy while some choose to keep the baby and be a responsible parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minimum age for you to go for termination of pregnancy is 16 years old provided that you have parental concern. If you are 18 years old, you are able to go through the termination of pregnancy without parental concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if your Mat doesn't want to take responsibility over the baby? What if he doubt that the baby is his. What would you do? What would you tell your Mat and convience him that it is his?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Termination of pregnancy isn't always the right thing and j&lt;em&gt;gn cakap lah part agama over here, aku tak pious urh nak bebual pasal tuh&lt;/em&gt;. It will cost you a bomb. And your Mat doesn't want to contribute any money because he doesnt know whether it is his or not (&lt;em&gt;bodoh eh nie Mat, tao main.. dah sangkut tak ingat yang sikit ari aru je main dengan mataer sendiri.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TypicalMATsays thinks that you have all rights over your body. You are the one who take cares of yourself. If your Mat doesn't wanna take responsibility, you have to either tell your parents and work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like i say, if the Mat doesnt wanna be responsible.. Put a stop to everything. &lt;em&gt;Senang cakap, break je lah eh. No point. This kind of Mat is the sakit adik carik you all&lt;/em&gt;. So leave it eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pandai-pandai lah korang pikir. HEH (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-5911179380839385230?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5911179380839385230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-sangkut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5911179380839385230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/5911179380839385230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-sangkut.html' title='You... Sangkut.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S1N8YFC3rzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CASV408iBMU/s72-c/pregnantBristol.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-7820545811829313388</id><published>2010-01-13T15:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:05:45.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milkshake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kurus tak agak-agak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loose weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>B, loose weight lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S019dsOeUyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R9b5aQdsixI/s1600-h/loosing_weight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426131075092861730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S019dsOeUyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R9b5aQdsixI/s400/loosing_weight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay today TypicalMATsays is going to share with all you lovely readers on something that is very senstive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay sape sini rase yang korang gemok&lt;/em&gt; and your Mat would prefer you be a size or two smaller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe, stop smilling.. i know how it feels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truely, when i was schooling back then, during the ITE days, i had this girlfriend of mine who sanggup loose her weight just for the Mat. Hmm, i know it is stirring different thoughts inside of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the Mat is a very active guy in sports. He play sports and all. on the other note: i don't like this girlfriend of mine being with this Mat.&lt;em&gt; Tak sebulu aku.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was during the fasting month where I think its already too much. The whole class(malay) went out for a break-fasting session over at ZamZam when my girlfriend and this Mat order a Medium size murtabak. Okay as all of you know, Murtabak is being cut into smaller pieces when they are being served right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something really irritate the hell of out me is that, this Mat gave my girlfriend only two pieces of the small murtabak and the rest he ate it. So my itchy mouth cannot resist and asked him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau makan byk abeh pompuan kau makan sikit nak mampos!"- me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Biarlah, die kena diet lah. Nak loose weight mane leh makan byk."- Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dah giler eh? De puase tao. Kau tao lapar abeh de tk tao urh?"- me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"De yg mintak sikit per, kau asal"-Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After finish eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You, i nak pegi solat at masjid sultan. Panas urh kat sini"- Mat (talking to the girlfriend but the eyes was looking at me.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pegilah.. I wait for you kat sini" - Mat's girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pegilah, mmg panas pon kau kat sini. Tonggang terbalik kat sejadah pon tk guna tao lau maseh tunggang terbalek kat atas katil! Buang mase je kau solat step baik. Nak buat amal? Nie kasi kawan aku makan mcm biase, tuh baru dapat pahala." - Me. (laser mulut i)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Mat looked at me and walked away. &lt;em&gt;Abeh asal? Salah per i ckp NO right&lt;/em&gt;? I mean i was talking fact it's just the Mat who cannot accept it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this girlfriend of mine &lt;em&gt;pon sanggup mati-mati nak&lt;/em&gt; loose weight pasal the Mat wants her to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine lah eh, this Mat bought for my girlfriend this stupid milkshake where it is a subtitute to food. No rice just that stupid milkshake. Naik darah aku cite kan korang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Mat really pushes my girlfriend to an extend where she doesn't want to hang out with us, wants to go exercise with him and please him is all she do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and till today, this girlfriend of mine is still with his pathetic Mat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: tak kurus-kurus pon. Jantan kau mmg tk guna urh, tak favourite aku!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear girlfriends out there who is reading TypicalMATsays, if a guy is telling you to lose weight, lose him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-7820545811829313388?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/7820545811829313388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/b-loose-weight-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7820545811829313388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/7820545811829313388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/b-loose-weight-lah.html' title='B, loose weight lah!'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S019dsOeUyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/R9b5aQdsixI/s72-c/loosing_weight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-4566534146947746493</id><published>2010-01-13T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:35:38.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinggalkan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ditch your date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toilet'/><title type='text'>Ditch your Mat (date)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S0zSfunsBaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/laQ3TDEetkw/s1600-h/walkaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425943093606876578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S0zSfunsBaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/laQ3TDEetkw/s400/walkaway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever plan to meet someone and end up leaving this pitiful Mat somewhere? Or the other way? I know, interesting topic to talk about eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will just start off simple by meeting up and you feel that this Mat look terrible &lt;em&gt;(muka pecah rumah!!)&lt;/em&gt; and the next thing you wanna do is to run away from that Mat.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are some reasons TypicalMatsays can offer you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell the Mat that you need to go to the ladies&lt;br /&gt;2) Give a face, as if you have something urgent to attend. Eg, family problems.&lt;br /&gt;3) Before meeting him up-close, scan him from far, it will save a lot of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;4) Give the wrong identity.&lt;br /&gt;5) Simply said, “&lt;em&gt;hey I nak jalan urh. Bye (:&lt;/em&gt; “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, TypicalMATsays is not teaching you to be bad, just something that I’ve discovered through these years in the dating field. &lt;em&gt;Chey! Macam paham.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it’s true that people say we shouldn’t judge someone through their looks and all. Please people don’t lie to me. Looks do play a huge role in the love life. &lt;em&gt;Abeh lau muke pecah rumah, boleh ke you all ni semua nak kiss-kiss, hold hand at town. Malu kan?? Jgn bedek &lt;/em&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, know I wanna tell you guys an experience that I’ve encountered a year back. It’s not me who ditched the Mat, It’s me who got ditched by the Mat. &lt;em&gt;Kncb&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don’t really care because the Mat doesn’t look that good too. He fetched me at my area and we took the bus to town. So inside the bus we didn’t talk that much and both of us was listening to the earpiece. Half way through, I asked this asshole Mat “where do you want to alight?” and his reply was “Bus stop after Far East.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the bus actually reaches to that stop, He told me that he wants take rokok from his friend and SAAAAAPPP. He’s gone. &lt;strong&gt;Aku si bodoh ni, tunggu about 20 minutes with the fact I know that I was being ditched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my girlfriend, told them about what happen and ended up laughing about this matter. Actually, inside the bus I was already thinking of running away from him, sekali I yang kena. Hehehe. (OF COURSE I MET UP WITH MY GF, backup plan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, anyone wants to ditch a date Mat, ditch as soon as possible. Don’t become like me. Anyway, it’s totally funny to think about it from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if you've ditched a date Mat before or being ditched by your date Mat before, share your story with us (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4566534146947746493?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4566534146947746493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ditch-your-mat-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4566534146947746493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4566534146947746493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/ditch-your-mat-date.html' title='Ditch your Mat (date)'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RfbFlb_UH8/S0zSfunsBaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/laQ3TDEetkw/s72-c/walkaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-18510678487196934</id><published>2010-01-12T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T03:24:52.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout.</title><content type='html'>Hey darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TypicalMATsays made improvement on this blog already. Constructive comments from you readers made me change the outlook and make it look fresh. I've already put a comment section where all of you blogger can share your thoughts on a particular entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutbox isn't being removed for the comfort of other blogreaders who doesnt have a blogger account. How nice am i? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-18510678487196934?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/18510678487196934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-layout.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/18510678487196934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/18510678487196934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-layout.html' title='New layout.'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5303621377761796216.post-4906631228179064078</id><published>2010-01-12T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:16:25.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You i nak kluar tao...</title><content type='html'>You are watching television at home, slurping on your hot milo. Suddenly your handphone beep.&lt;br /&gt;Message from your Mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bby, I nak kluar ngan my friend." - Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, ngan sape? Nak ikot. I mendak urh." - You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ngan kawan i, alaaahh you tk kenal urh, later you lagi boring." - Mat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hmm.. Yerlah, have fun" - you (half dissapointed)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you waited for hours and hours for your Mat msg, but haram.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly your phone beep again, but it isn't your Mat but your dearest gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oi, Kau kat mane?!"- your gf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are halfway tryna' reply her msg, when she called your hp with a very &lt;em&gt;kanchiong&lt;/em&gt; voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kau kat mane?!" - your gf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kat umah lah, mendak siol." - you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Girl, aku dah something nak bilang kau nie." - your gf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apehal? Urgent sgt per kau sampai tk leh sabar-sabar tunggu ku reply." - you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eh, aku nampak laki kau uh." - your gf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, kat mane?"- you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kat town, tapi laki kau ngan pompuan ngah hold hand (oh-oh)" - your gf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, de nampak kau?" - you (trying to control anger and tears)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nampak tapi step tk nampak seh. Oi, kau okay tk?!"- your gf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Nanti aku call kau balek" - you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hang up the phone, What would you do next?!&lt;br /&gt;You called your Mat thousands of time, your Mat ignore your calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMM! Kick the pillows. Light a cigg and say "YOU SON OF A BITCH!"&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean it really helps at time, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice from TypicalMATsays: DUMP HIM BEFORE HE DUMPS YOU. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5303621377761796216-4906631228179064078?l=typicalmatsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4906631228179064078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-i-nak-kluar-tao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4906631228179064078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5303621377761796216/posts/default/4906631228179064078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://typicalmatsays.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-i-nak-kluar-tao.html' title='You i nak kluar tao...'/><author><name>And the story begins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731095734176059752</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-5303621377761796216.post-8886052766472751826</id><published>2010-01-04T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:28:45.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten reason to get out of relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desperate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat sengkek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mat baek'/><title type='text'>You don't need a Mat whom....</title><content type='html'>A great relationship is one where both partners are helping and supporting each other, sharing their lives together, bringing out the best in one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often women seem to take whomever is available rather than pondering what is going on in her life as a result of the relationship. &lt;em&gt;Mcm desperate gitu lah kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you just got to know a Mat, don't give your everything to him. Think properly, &lt;em&gt;jgn nak maen accept je, nak mampos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some things that TypicalMATsays think that it will help you know if a Mat is not right for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need a Mat who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt
