<?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-11072582</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:50:29.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FArG Q</title><subtitle type='html'>mutu maji</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-117545434233236455</id><published>2007-04-02T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T03:05:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the very familiar plain settings of the posting window that i am now typing on.&lt;br /&gt;it brings back lotsa memories.  it's true. how i lament and complain, joke and feeling disdain.&lt;br /&gt;it's like talkin to an old friend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see uh&lt;br /&gt;i think i missed out on lotsa events here.&lt;br /&gt;but so what.it's just as well.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda makes me less analytical about stuffs that are happening&lt;br /&gt;i dun have to stop and look back.i'll be more on the ball this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which kinda concludes this whole entry. not that it's an essay of an entry anws hahaha&lt;br /&gt;dayum.i see no purpose already.&lt;br /&gt;should i go on wooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone should make a blog for the hoods.&lt;br /&gt;who happy feel like blogging the blog there uh.&lt;br /&gt;it's much more interactive that way.&lt;br /&gt;i think im passed the stage of diary kinda thingy.&lt;br /&gt;that's it i think! the reason why i read ppl's blog!&lt;br /&gt;a peek into their diary! that's why i was a pest!&lt;br /&gt;i always feel the thrill to read my sister's diary last time..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that scrapbook idea that chewy mentioned.that'll be neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for still visitin the blog sia guys&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-117545434233236455?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/117545434233236455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=117545434233236455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/117545434233236455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/117545434233236455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2007/04/very-familiar-plain-settings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116875706992958522</id><published>2007-01-14T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T14:44:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok.&lt;br /&gt;new day.&lt;br /&gt;new dawn.&lt;br /&gt;new year.&lt;br /&gt;new lungs.&lt;br /&gt;new bunks, trunks and skunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so needed that alex is coming all the way here just to learn the mutu maji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wheres my laksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supergrass..please give me the power to survive this term.&lt;br /&gt;thanks i s magazine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116875706992958522?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116875706992958522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116875706992958522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116875706992958522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116875706992958522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116706433370058668</id><published>2006-12-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:32:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a year already.&lt;br /&gt;365 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss u mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116706433370058668?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116655017886738480</id><published>2006-12-20T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:42:58.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'll let u guys in on a lil screamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my dad said if this rain is gonna continue for 3 more days( tt'll be 5 days straight) then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;something bad is gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;personally i feel quite blessed that we're greeting the holidays with such a weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lavished with comfy beds and pillows and blankeys in our nice little room in our nice little comfy clothes....then when u think of the homeless and the poor..oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so next time please donate and do charity and pray there'll be lesser poverty and frugal people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i freakin loss the old chatterbox and there, the new one...damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;those with slippers please walk carefully..slippery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and this is a good time to use all those winter clothes that we keep deep in the closet yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and dun step on the snails ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116655017886738480?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116655017886738480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116655017886738480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116655017886738480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116655017886738480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-let-u-guys-in-on-lil-screamer.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116525792320425539</id><published>2006-12-05T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:45:23.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i dont think i'll feel the same way about this whole damn thing&lt;br /&gt;if it wont be from the back up i get from the hoods.&lt;br /&gt;such unconditional loving. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought yonglian was really cool when he talked abt those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws i think im still cutting my hair. i dun wanna bug wang pheck hoon&lt;br /&gt;she said the directors will chase her etc. since i like her i'll do as she says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..it's so not cool that elijah lost my walkman cover la..&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing feels naked now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milton please be ok soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need more new tunes eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun to play with vannessa hahah sounds wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and chalet's coming, awesome! hope i will have enuff money till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..and then there's the chicken rice im buying yangxu jiuyuan and van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like lookin at the kaleidascope now&lt;br /&gt;nice right chewy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..........&lt;br /&gt;what's life like now eh?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like&lt;br /&gt;im in a washing mashine&lt;br /&gt;tumbling up and down my nice comfy clothes&lt;br /&gt;still dun see the direction yet&lt;br /&gt;yet to touch earth still.. abt school la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so cliche&lt;br /&gt;schs and exams&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are damn cool though..kenneth sheh&lt;br /&gt;tsk, i lost that sense of learning experience&lt;br /&gt;lucky i have some really nice classmates though, yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have to stop comin home late everytime?&lt;br /&gt;brain says i should do something abt final exams&lt;br /&gt;it's like damn scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna go to the zoo and beach and watch movie though&lt;br /&gt;disposable income..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;how are youdoing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116525792320425539?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116525792320425539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116525792320425539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116525792320425539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116525792320425539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/12/greetings.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116395360631191170</id><published>2006-11-20T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:26:46.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a bad dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i just feel too tired to be fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess im not the fighting typeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116395360631191170?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116395360631191170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116395360631191170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116395360631191170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116395360631191170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wake-up-its-bad-dream-no-one-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116317897234271638</id><published>2006-11-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:16:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.03am&lt;br /&gt;fast one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time.meddle with christmas tree.fun cip.damn tiring.cute kids.sad coz they say "dun lie ure not coming back".alot of mei mei play 1 2 3 jump! with me as if i got metal back.i kena called molester.diaozing ceremony.then damn nice friends.van jiuyuan yangxu went back to take hp with me.careless i was(standard..sorry mak)yangxu was like damn sweating and he still ran back with me.like sprint.but for fun.damn rock and roll.he even lend me ezlink.so, treat dinner one fine day.pow gig.love the hoodlums.crowd=thehoodlums.the cramp in my back and leg seem to dissipate ba.damncool.thank you everyone, u guys are the best.damn hungry havent had dinner.1 week plus nv eat at home.serious.tonight came home to eat, coz theres always food at night but i end sleeping coz too tired,then today so chun no food in the kitchen.maggie is nice.chicken flavour.&lt;br /&gt;tmr milton match must watch.8am at dover.then chill a bit at sentosa.then MUST STUDY.NEXT WEEK EXAM PLEASE.ok.goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we never talk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116317897234271638?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116317897234271638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116317897234271638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116317897234271638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116317897234271638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116299824965022752</id><published>2006-11-08T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:04:09.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sitting and staring at the blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do not come home late for you have just lost your wife do not lose your  daughters and sons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;extend you arm to the ones u want love, do not push in the name of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do not think too far, do not think of not thinking too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wishing for a pill, would be nice to make me forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for going away so long,  tearing alone sometimes cannot be fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;having no money, feeling rich as ever with friends, who needs money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do no belittle money for it will belittle you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;promise once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;promise once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have fun..but the work..remember to get it done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a new house you have. may it be your sweet humble abode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so tell me, if i dun do anything and just sit and sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;will anyone come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if anyone should come, should i feel good about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;isnt that being narrowminded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if so then why do the mind keep thinking of attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;keep thinkin of companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;keep thinkin of the perished home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we dun feel home anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i dun want to close the eyes and try to think of home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cause when i open them, it's still just the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's okay if u dun feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'd rather make u feel alright and remain here in my plight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i do not say the things i mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im bad at doing what i preach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i preach what other should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i do respect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but tell me, do you really think i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ok so the world will keep spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but dun u think i need someone to scold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i dun think i will let just anyone scold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;scolding is good for the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if u didnt scold me, i wouldnt have grown to understand fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fear is nothing without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but now without you, i fear you're still watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;because of your scolding, i still fear, fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now that they want us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's something that is of certain value what we are doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wasting money and time to trash the crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wasting time and money to burn friendship and sticks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;creating buzz from fruit shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;creating money from writing in notebooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fitting in angry lines and and fake agendas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lookin cool and feeling high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just seem to cut it for this messed up spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;you dun even know what youre writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's just a space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a space where ppl come and see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and think, and deduce and evaluate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they will then have things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what if i dunno what i feel yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;think emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what if i dunno what i want yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;think realistically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what if there's no reason to do things anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but that's not right is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;without the wrong, it's sometimes hard to see the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;why did  you even bother being right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but isnt being wrong something right too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;needs are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;spa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;decide on something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;real people like irving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;more sun and sand and sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;take me to the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no more secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;give all the shows you can give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think of you everytime mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116299824965022752?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116299824965022752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116299824965022752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116299824965022752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116299824965022752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/11/sitting-and-staring-at-blank-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116230610120574061</id><published>2006-10-31T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:48:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ownnnageeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;absentism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that's the name of the game as of late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but hey. it is only from absentism, that you know the meaning of presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so ive been like absent from school for that whole week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was the raya week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and haha never get MC. (ownded) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thus far we got ourselves some neat schedule=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this friday sp audition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sunday gashaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;friday pow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;talkin bout raya. i seriously have nothing to talk about. not to mention the really pathetic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;total collection ( $14 ) diaozzing ceremony..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i havent seek forgiveness from my brothers and sisters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it just isnt the same with you mom~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;heaps of assignments awaiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like so long never touch tutorials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ppl in class look haggard as days pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's like those faces u see in labour intensive factories..sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh man.just now went jammin with jiuyuan,zhengjie,yangxu,yonglian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;damn screwed uh. hahahahaahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but i think it was a smarter choice compared to sitting thru stats lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;not that i have anything against ken kwan..hehehe he got good fashion sense ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i need drum key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;drum sling bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what else uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have a nice day humanoids~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116230610120574061?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116230610120574061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116230610120574061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116230610120574061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116230610120574061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/ownnnageeeeeeee-absentism.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116186447297756635</id><published>2006-10-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:07:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dioazing ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is THursday and it's the third of my ponteng this week.&lt;br /&gt;how do i feel?&lt;br /&gt;sucks uh. i can imagine the workloads sia. the lectures that i missed out&lt;br /&gt;some 5% test. tutorials i havent touched. "so looking forward" to weekends..&lt;br /&gt;ya. sick la. really..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now feel like skippin tmr also.&lt;br /&gt;and im not really feelin that fine anws.&lt;br /&gt;next week confirm go=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next gig 5 nov ok?&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116186447297756635?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116186447297756635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116186447297756635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116186447297756635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116186447297756635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/dioazing-ceremony.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116183827874762956</id><published>2006-10-26T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T12:51:18.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;to all that have supported and cheered for us. tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;cant be thanked enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;=))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess we'll keep playing and be better as a form of gratitude to you guys~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;what a night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116183827874762956?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116183827874762956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116183827874762956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116183827874762956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116183827874762956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-all-that-have-supported-and-cheered.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116154338577573664</id><published>2006-10-23T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:56:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt aplenty about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; transexuality &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;and i think it's like, sad.&lt;br /&gt;it's like one of life's tragedies. but that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as short as possible,&lt;br /&gt;transexuality is in fact a birth defect.&lt;br /&gt;ure born into a body which is opp of ur sex. ( girl brain, boy body )&lt;br /&gt;and it happens.&lt;br /&gt;so it;s not like they wanna be  gay or lesbians.&lt;br /&gt;they hormonal imbalance naturally made them do the things they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they grow up in a body opposite of their sex.&lt;br /&gt;imagine u cant explain why u just cant mix with the guys and you would rather&lt;br /&gt;sit with girls and play with dolls.&lt;br /&gt;or say to hell with nails lets cut my pony tail and play some soccer.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes it's really very mentally AND physically tormenting ( the ah gua kena beat up )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uh.&lt;br /&gt;i went to this site la ( it's a CD project for monday, but im not gg to sch, im sick -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the poems and read the comic strip.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite something.&lt;br /&gt;better not be haste in saying the wrong things abt ppl now..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've always wanted to be female&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and give my identity for sale.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt like a boy -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with dolls instead of army toys.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've searched for explanations the whole day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dreaming and not listening to what my parents&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worn the clothes of my sister and my mother,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they've never seen the pain from which I suffered.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just being the first day at school,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were others who made the rules.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered the class: all eyes on my.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't believe what they've obviously seen:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just worn what I always wore,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I already heard their laughter standing in front&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          of the door.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIthout any make-up - my mother's idea.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/DSC00340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/DSC00340.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"alamat!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;he keeps saying ALAMAT when i still tell him it's ALAMAK not ALAMAT..hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116127449969405319?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116120220126443832</id><published>2006-10-19T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:10:36.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i still can put it my head that my friend has just passed away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's 18.&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;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's always been nice to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i only remember him gettin angry once.&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;you're in the land of the free now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is space is for you man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rest in peace&lt;strong&gt; Bryson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;treasure your friends guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116120220126443832?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116120220126443832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116120220126443832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116120220126443832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116120220126443832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-still-can-put-it-my-head-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116087924017012482</id><published>2006-10-15T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:27:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ok .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so my bro and i are gonna leave for lim chu kang like we always would on sundays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well this sunday at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like the last 2 weeks i didnt go-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think it was the gashaus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so before i got early today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i had a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was walkin to sp. and i took a short cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first i passed this void deck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but i think it had stereos on the ceiliing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz i heard power 98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and then they were playing lumberjack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then aft playin the dj said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"that was the nerves and they're on a roll here" or something like tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i think i was late for school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz i stopped to listen to how we sound on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ironically there wasnt ppl around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and..aft that i carry on walkin to the shortcut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i cant really recall but it was thru like some jungle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and it was scary. looks like clarence lane with PSI 180 at dusk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;you've forgotten me forgotten you forgotten me forgotten you've forgotten me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116087924017012482?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116087924017012482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116087924017012482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116087924017012482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116087924017012482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116040899052937572</id><published>2006-10-09T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:49:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tee heee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think my mind's now like in uh..like train mode like hyper articulated mode that kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i just felt like spitting it out everything here la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;k wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;when i jaywalked from the bus stop opp my house ( i think i nv use the bridge, yea even when it's raining )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i recalled that time when i was in gan eng seng uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then skali after i cross right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i walked towards my house there la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;skali got one lady gestured me to come towards her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i thought what sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;skali she's a teacher from queenstown sec then i kena reprimanded sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but short while oni uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then she asked me i from what school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i said queensway...hahahahaha! woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think aloy was with me uh hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think she bought it, know why? coz our uniform same..outram also..diaozing ceremony-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahah ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i went ps with leopard just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think i spent too much. i think im over the budget liaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;must not spend anymore can annot uh... diaozing ceremony-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i bought like..a shirt for finals, carol's birthday gift, jet cd..sial uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cannot spend anymore understand...but maybe need la for jamming;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what else uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i got this character development proj that i need to do uh with a grp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;our topic is like...sex. it is sex uh walan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then they want something NEW. learn something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sial uh..like the audience are like..us.. what DONT they know about sex right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;diaozing ceremony-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sumore need to make a game outtaf it sia related to topicccc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and the ironic part abt this is that, the teacher stipulated; no explicit contents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;diaozing ceremony-.- ( everyone say diaozing~ diaozing~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what fun is there about sex if you dont explicify it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sianz ji pa puay, see if can ask for some leeway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what else uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;friday got test i want get A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i just taught my bro maths sia..so uber weird can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he's like takin Os uh this year, i hope im a good enough help sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's so sick to relive the Os period again la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i think he's gonna help me run my engine even more ( my brain )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz he's gonna ask me qns then i'll be like recallin and stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yea..v good for my goal for this semester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's gonna condition my performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i can steer towards my achievement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahahaha all that sounds so... diaozy hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;jet album no lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;diaozing ceremony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have to find a good reason to strike a conversation with thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;need a good timing.. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a few more days to macdogol ( 20/10. 11pm - 1am, lido )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a few more days to zoo ( 25/10. 6pm, zouk.need tickets eh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun v long never blog hahaha.. D C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116040899052937572?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/116040899052937572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=116040899052937572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116040899052937572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/116040899052937572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/tee-heee-i-think-my-minds-now-like-in.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-116036002079364221</id><published>2006-10-09T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:13:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hello=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she gets pete and not tad hamilton woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;u know when it's true it's true~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-116036002079364221?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115980441145781486</id><published>2006-10-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:53:31.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...ha.. what ive been doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2101268298&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2101224716&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115980441145781486?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115980441145781486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115980441145781486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115980441145781486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115980441145781486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115877335590991092</id><published>2006-09-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T01:29:15.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hey guys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well, coupla' things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im keepin it short though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;do support us k? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Nerves&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;http://www.power98.com.sg/pages/power_jam.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we're in semis. then uh..it's free! just let us see ur faces and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we'll have some fun! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I THINK it's 30th sept 2 pm, organisers not so efficient, till now no email-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a little gig.Music Mania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;www.gashaus.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1st oct, 2pm - till late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*$10, uh..inclusive of free soft drink. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's like so ex, and i hate the smell of the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;till now we dunno what time is our half hour slot-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh i am an islander now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ooooh yeeeah~ oooh yeaaah yeeah yeaah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yeeeaaah iyeeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a shame a whole full month will be taken by the fasting month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my sis cooks the best hokkien mee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im so very proud of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i wish my wife can cook hokkien mee for me...oh wife~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sch's gonna start=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and so will Ramadhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115877335590991092?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115877335590991092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115877335590991092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115877335590991092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115877335590991092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-whats-new-well-coupla-things.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115751242290037254</id><published>2006-09-06T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:22:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/fgfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/fgfg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mambo loves jumbo&lt;br /&gt;the toes loves the sand&lt;br /&gt;we played joga bonito&lt;br /&gt;and we got tanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. yea&lt;br /&gt;still havent find anything much to be busy with&lt;br /&gt;just the usual domestic tasks though&lt;br /&gt;sure it looks as if a whirlwind pass thru&lt;br /&gt;the hall, the room AND the kitchen EVERYMORNING&lt;br /&gt;but then again, without mr whirlwind,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have even lesser things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianz.                                                         &lt;br /&gt;just waiting for friday thenn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday last day leyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;quickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aio, aio, aio"&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115751242290037254?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115751242290037254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115751242290037254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115751242290037254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115751242290037254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/09/mambo-loves-jumbo-toes-loves-sand-we.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115710904905515751</id><published>2006-09-01T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:10:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like liking a hot spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a bummer; was looking forward to it very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknow tt helpless sittin in the well unanswered and unwanted kinda feeling&lt;br /&gt;it sucks like a spoilt...fries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to eat fries with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got qn number 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115710904905515751?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115710904905515751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115710904905515751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115710904905515751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115710904905515751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-liking-hot-spoon-what-bummer-was.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115682336405010984</id><published>2006-08-29T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:49:24.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life. .. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..miss you mom~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115682336405010984?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115682336405010984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115682336405010984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115682336405010984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115682336405010984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/08/life.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115557151275465804</id><published>2006-08-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:29:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cutted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wishing for another  bbq gathering where the people are merry and takin pic with humans such as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;naomi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;elijah&lt;/span&gt; seems a necessity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; keepin mind focus for exam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Sinar Asnah"&lt;/span&gt; the commence~ the humble beginnings would be a more fruitful one if anyone of you would wanna visit my family's stall. nasi lemak and bee hoon goreng=) power ok!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lumberjack, session 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To KILL VERMIN AT SIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still dont know goals in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still missing mumsy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hating the drift.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exam exam exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feet still not on the ground..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future! future! think of the future guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do now what's for later, and dont do later for what's now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for confusing you with that,&lt;br /&gt;i find a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheap sense of accomplishment&lt;/span&gt; and feel a tinge of&lt;br /&gt;esteem and a little better about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;the humour..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. dont want it to end like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i wanna live life. yea..~&lt;/span&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/11072582-115557151275465804?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115557151275465804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115557151275465804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115557151275465804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115557151275465804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cutted-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115484755142388237</id><published>2006-08-06T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:59:11.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;alrighty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ladies and gents, pardon my absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have been facing a lack of time and the enthu to blog like how i used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;probably due to o;iadad[\ and some ohaspduspa9du that's been going on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;during the time when i was off from blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anws..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the play, KALEIDASCOPE was totally off the hook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i mean..yea sure i know how the whole thing's gonna end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but man was it great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;special mention; farah, vivvy, sheean and naomi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;u guys were ah ah ah awesome~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;uh..poly..left 2 more papers. then uh..holiday? i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;damn i think im on the verge on retaining uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dude...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115484755142388237?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115484755142388237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115484755142388237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115484755142388237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115484755142388237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/08/alrighty-ladies-and-gents-pardon-my.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115220288935196319</id><published>2006-07-06T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:31:43.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;how is it like to live like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;im in the the roundabout of resonance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i hear only echoes of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i tried so hard to breakthrough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but breakthough didnt even try to break me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;it's the point of aimlessness. it's the point of self righteousness, also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i fear not unpredictability.i fear not uncertainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i only flinch at these times of your needed presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;the reason im here is nearing bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;the fire is only rekindled still without a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;a new person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;she could be a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;still i have to make it on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;some pride in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;name of family i will never shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;im still breathing, heart still beating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;lay low my black spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;burn strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;my power will tremble you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115220288935196319?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115166530902001768</id><published>2006-06-30T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:01:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello friends=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's it going? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehhee.. ghay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115166530902001768?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115166530902001768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115166530902001768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115166530902001768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115166530902001768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-friends-hows-it-going-hehehhee.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115002867388433612</id><published>2006-06-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:24:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since no one's chattin with me now that im online i might as well be bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;strange how ppl only wanna chat with me when my icon is left busy. trick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think fer this one, i wanna talk abt my pri sch friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i dunno howta start.&lt;br /&gt;but right now i just feel that im gettin sick n tired of keepin&lt;br /&gt;my pri sch friends together somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i remember feeling so enthu abt organising outings with fellow mcps&lt;br /&gt;but i think the situation is such that..&lt;br /&gt;everyone is growing older and away from old friends.&lt;br /&gt;how sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.... what can i say..  everyone is really busy with their newfound life.&lt;br /&gt;not that it's a bad thing. but it's kinda sad in a way.&lt;br /&gt;or am i just too loyal for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i really am smiling when i think of primary sch, and the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 primary sch PE shirt. and i told myself, i wanna frame them up&lt;br /&gt;when im older and too big for the shirt. (yes i can still fit in them hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;ha..abit dumb i know.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help put place sentimentality tops sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;and i find it irritating at times. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;213&lt;br /&gt;32_P(U&lt;br /&gt;r_(#*_(*_#&lt;br /&gt;9d&lt;br /&gt;-(PD&lt;br /&gt;P{UEp[&lt;br /&gt;(UD&lt;br /&gt;_)82&lt;br /&gt;#_$*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i still got a few im close with! willy wonka. chewy panda just to mention some..&lt;br /&gt;sabbiemomo, she's busy always=(&lt;br /&gt;roZ&lt;br /&gt;amir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaiya. no mood to think of these anymore la. sian.&lt;br /&gt;i support holland, u all ley?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115002867388433612?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115002867388433612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115002867388433612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115002867388433612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115002867388433612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-115002612744840278</id><published>2006-06-11T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T19:42:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>greetings humanoids =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see..&lt;br /&gt;it's abt half hour past twilight&lt;br /&gt;and the sky's crimson red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cements are wet and the grass are glossy green&lt;br /&gt;and that song playing by carpenters is setting my heart agleam =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's A Kind Of Hush, it's called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the only sound that you will hear, is when i whisper in your ears &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love you~&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man that's so.....sweet.&lt;br /&gt;don't it make you wanna fall in love.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;it's that unfathomable feel oldies insinuates. it's one of a kind i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;esp in this cool and wet and dark night. makes me wanna&lt;br /&gt;snuggle up with somebody really comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man. this mood is overpowering.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little gay buy hey! it's love! know what i mean? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-115002612744840278?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/115002612744840278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=115002612744840278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115002612744840278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/115002612744840278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/06/greetings-humanoids-hee-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114968966844698924</id><published>2006-06-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:14:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's post was aroused by the phrase; u learn something new everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me... is that true for u?&lt;br /&gt;ask me..is that true for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did u do today? did u break outtaf yer routine or perhaps break ur nail&lt;br /&gt;and made new discoveries? like why apek keep their nails on the last finger really long?&lt;br /&gt;why they wanna keep up there, in their nose, fer so long, in the public, rotating at very complex&lt;br /&gt;motion, at every angle humanly possible, that even a flea's egg couldnt escape the carnage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... we are all amazed, bewildered by new discoveries. haa... the wonders of life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114968966844698924?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114968966844698924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114968966844698924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114968966844698924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114968966844698924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/06/todays-post-was-aroused-by-phrase-u.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114899064230639325</id><published>2006-05-30T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:04:02.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: oi..so long nv blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: oh..ya la..tired siak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: yknow what..i still am, in holiday mood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: sial uh..really siak..erm..maybe not really la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: but uh..siak uh i think all my test all fail siak, i seriously didnt bother studying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: uh? power la..continue uh like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: ... thanks uh babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: ya la..u must wake up sia..ur future is at stake. all A's for a place in the u rmbr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: sial uh..i nv aim untill so far siak..i this type of person..dun have the calibre la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: really la..sial uh..my presentation tt time i kena tongue tied..cheap thrill bodoh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: baikpunye technique..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: sad sia. i felt so uhh...sumtin towards keith. coz he wanted it to be perfect sia. If i didn;t know better. i'd say he's a perfectionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but aiya..no la.. and damn it..i cant seem to find the right words to say these days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think it's my brain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: aiya..i have to go collect money from office..n..the cheque thing..so tiring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: woo! ching ching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: ya la..im so bored of money siak. haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: you're in a 3 yr course stdying HOW TO MAKE MONEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: ahh..amek kau obat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: uh huh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: uh huh kepale otak kau berjambul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;syaq: sial uh. i read keith's blog. and it's bursting with loneliness la. he so sad siak that boy. mm..he was talkin abt how ppl are gonna forget his birthday again. im gonna buy him something la. later. tired siak. k la. i dun wanan talk to u anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blog: trick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blog: ooh..feisty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114899064230639325?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114899064230639325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114899064230639325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114899064230639325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114899064230639325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-oi.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114803903252947846</id><published>2006-05-19T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T19:45:30.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today's friday. im with the hoodloms once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we just lack the few others kachuaks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's still chillin we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and thanks to technological advancement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the birth of the laptop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has given the possibility of bloggin in mobile~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am physically exhausted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mentally right now, i cant wait for the movie later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope my..eye..they can be kept open. tralala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;daily occupation as an sp student&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has been rather pleasent i must say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;being the clown and social moth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;has its glam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahaaaaaaa...yea...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so amusing to hear keith laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;free food from yvonne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ride to sch with maisie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;constant jieeeee jiee chants&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tralala with tiff *)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tests and presentations are bottle neckin though&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it's makin me look like a lazy...lampost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and some really imcompetant........bible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want cable car now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114803903252947846?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114803903252947846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114803903252947846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114803903252947846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114803903252947846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/05/todays-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114698975575228611</id><published>2006-05-07T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:15:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello humanoids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dun wanna apologise for not bloggin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coz i dun feel sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dun feel apologetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why? not happy uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;go smoke weed uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ya la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;farah made my blog sounds so important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so here i am doing the least to not waste her breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feelin liek cycling to tiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i want my large fries chewy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when the hell u gettin ur pay siak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cant wait la .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i smsed elijah to go there with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then he said he's at marsiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why am i typing all these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's so boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like when im old then i read back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh.. okay la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;quite interesting. ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so im now chattin with carissa also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im askin her to join us next friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will be fun to be in tt awkward moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she'll be all paiseh n stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cheap thrill dokkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aiya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so many hmwrk la my course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chau chin chau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im listening to the cd devina gave me before leaving to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahaha im listening to it only now siak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok uh..nice sophomore indo songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this is still boring la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but hey farah will read this piece of wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;internet space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey it's a gd thing to have a fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;micheal jackson can keep on being a fag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n ppl will still love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like me! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love mj la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so who wanna be our bassist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im using nokia 3310&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;power punye phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;power skodok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;skojel skopong skongel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh man my dad's eldest bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just hand in an invitation letter to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tts..kinda weird..ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wedding invitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ha..someone's gettin married again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--&gt; to marry. u need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;need money? work. need work? need to school clever clever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;need school? more money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then when u marry need more money for babies house etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wow i cant wait to get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm..what else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ya la.. i want fries..im hungry la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yea..but this morning i was craving for pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just gimme my fries la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114698975575228611?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114698975575228611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114698975575228611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114698975575228611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114698975575228611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-humanoids-i-dun-wanna-apologise.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114592966419953615</id><published>2006-04-25T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:47:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey guysss! haha..forgive me for the absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been a ride e past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mainly me gettin into sp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if u guys are wonderin! yeaP, im lovin in~ pa da pap pap paP~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gyeaH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im waxing my hair now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even if i do got stuffs to blog abt , this sticky fingers are makin this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a lil tricky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm..what should i say now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can go school in anything i want~ hahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sp rocks my holey socks la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;any kachuack would agree with me la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nuff said bout sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dadio's gettin me the new sony walkman end of mnth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like...finally im gonna have a MP3 laaa woO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no more singing to myself in the public ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea...how's everyone been uh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i always see sabbie''s post got msn script, but i never see her online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;leemel change his blog address sia hahahaha..alamak trick la..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wonder if he still reads mine, if u do! pls return me my mom's phone..thx=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm..who else is like alien..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yea..charmainee , gonna call her soon.yeaP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hweehwee.how many pimples she has now hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kkk..i lazy to think liaoz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im off to sch..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;miss u guys like kidnapped teddy bear~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BreadTalk CEO's been caught for drivin under e influence of alcohol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea! ma ma ma baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea! ma ma ma gerl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yea ma ma ma baby~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u'll never rule e earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this aint a real worlD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it aint a f****in thiNG~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aikidoaidko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;peaCE oUT~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114592966419953615?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114592966419953615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114592966419953615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114592966419953615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114592966419953615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-guysss-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114443523493913538</id><published>2006-04-08T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T02:40:34.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hi mak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;can i see u for a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lackin mommy; lacking me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tmr ppl gonna come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they're gonna talk abt how great u are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;even more in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the best there'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can still feel ur heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i feel like weepin all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ure the type tt could even move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mindful with they ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;expert in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;missing your ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if i were to fall into a pit of darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know u'll be there with the rope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the rope u found at the tallest mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the rope u'll find no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the rope u'll get even if it kills u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and when u get me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;u'll scold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;scold me like u've never scold anyone in your entire life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how i'd feel like the worst human on the planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and how u'd still say u love us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and how's say all tt u so is for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how you cry while saying tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how you want us all to be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how u said tt is enough to make you the happiest one ever lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you are that and so many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been hundred days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the numbers they keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ur smell they keep coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i keep thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they keep coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im still takin this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im still takin this bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;let me see you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;remember~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114443523493913538?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114443523493913538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114443523493913538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114443523493913538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114443523493913538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-mak.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114408205964208726</id><published>2006-04-04T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:34:19.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thanks fer still readin this blog, even though it's like branded; procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im not a really consistent person. in fact, not at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sad to say, but things i do usually are driven predominantly by my &lt;em&gt;mood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but hey! im bloggin now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tts what i wanna blog abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mm.i got work tmr n i have to be up by 0645&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so im makin it brief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;path im in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sp. business. totally wasnt what i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;reason i got tt as a choice was cause mom wanted so much a family business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mm.cant complain much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im back to baseball..or am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the thing is, it's been like 4 yrs since i last played. like intensively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wholeheartedly kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now im just too cynical. being e fact tt it takes 2 dollars plus n like an hour just to get there n back every training. and i can't pitch as well anymore. and im getting much too dark. my bro says so and kai hwee also. like..bad reaction from them. n i think so too. and it's on every saturday..i mean..jammin is so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so im thinkin of quitting....again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've signed up fer the yamaha drum course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;can't wait fer it to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;corrected by milton, who's gonna be in the course with me, the  class is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;startin may 06..not next week.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;excitement.like..euphoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;siti mardhiah, couldnt get into the singapore youth flyin club cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she was 2 cm shy the requisite height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she'll be cursin me if she reads this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anws. she told me i could still hold on to my dream of bein a pilot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the turn off is..there's an awful lot of malay boys n there'll be an interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the training ground is like...at seletar..like far can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i dunno what to decide still esp thinkin of the sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;if there's a WILL that's a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've always wanna be a pilot..but i feel so less motivated now..sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;paths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which should i walk into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;think i'll walk right up to the bed now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after i tear the freakin cable car tickets! and throw it it away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;={&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114408205964208726?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114408205964208726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114408205964208726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114408205964208726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114408205964208726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114403072315461976</id><published>2006-04-03T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T10:18:43.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i had this dream. we were in a stadium, performing. it's a stadium gig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then everything went so well, they wanted an encore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aft that encore, i did a drum solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i remembered the drum kit havein a really huge cymbal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like the first of its kind to ever be used. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it was really a crowd pleaser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then outtaf the sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was in a prison. but with my drum inside the cell with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i was still playing..and playing..till i realised i've got a beard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which was already white and long enough for it to be entangled in the stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then it was really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there were alot of reporters just at the other side of the bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saying something like "you were too much, the kids went wild"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then there was this talkin head. talkin with the reporters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it was like defending me giving smart answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then i shouted like "ey, that head is smart!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then it replied, "better than gettin myself in the tin can"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was like, kena tricked. then it was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now what the hell was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114403072315461976?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114403072315461976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114403072315461976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114403072315461976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114403072315461976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114337310831789498</id><published>2006-03-26T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:54:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont you all see, i can roar like a lion and jump like a flea?&lt;br /&gt;talking is the game and please, only i can be the queen of lame&lt;br /&gt;i can sing, no it's not a trick, i hear and play by the sound of music&lt;br /&gt;end ur search if ure looking for a star, coz here u are, i am farah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i dun read lime or elle, coz im just me, im michelle&lt;br /&gt;oh it's me, xue er is the name! and you oughta know u lame brain!&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt careful with the milk, so off with the stare and  that silly smirk&lt;br /&gt;unless you wanna be but another, victim to my dearest brother~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look world,i've got something to show, it's the ever beautiful rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;and look at me glow!  see? told you im not emo~&lt;br /&gt;i see you lookin at me funny,  hey` enough with the bulky already!&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay la, im cousins with gothika, that's why im alyssa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in my corner, drowned in fear and terror.&lt;br /&gt;im sure someone's following, dun think im blind to your stalking&lt;br /&gt;im slippin away from my mind again, sweatin faster than a crazy train&lt;br /&gt;all that seclusion, was but a trip to asphyxiation&lt;br /&gt;all that exile, was but a sanity trial&lt;br /&gt;i need some place, a utopia, anything to escape this paranoia~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well these are some more poems requested..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. =^7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114337310831789498?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114337310831789498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114337310831789498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114337310831789498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114337310831789498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-you-all-see-i-can-roar-like-lion.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114318463410711930</id><published>2006-03-24T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:17:14.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hi ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's kinda rough..&lt;br /&gt;u know those things that hurts deep inside one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well&lt;br /&gt;i decided to make me feel better by being a poet that i am =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just gimme a topic and u 'll get ur poem =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some i worked out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel cold i feel bare there's nothing else which compares...but im just lonely in a whole, for im but an asshole~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a maid im a singer i live with a flinger, im really nobody compared to her~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twisting and dancing, hoping and wishing, oh cant u see babe my heart is sinking?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna caress you, feel you, for you give me something like from up above, let's just make love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naomi oh naomi, you are but a love wrecker, but oh god please drain all the pain away, all back to her~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my keys, let the tigers free, i really dunno how to flirt coz im just an idiot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no room for me to fit, there's just rotten meat, for they are intoxicated with fear, im a lonely tiger..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleek sharp and well define, oh cutey baby ure all mine. they know nothing , they must be handicapped, but oh boy in my heart is where you are kept~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars is what you're all about, those eyes they dazzle makes my heart shout. come and kiss me by the riverside, coz you are all i need to see through my plight. know that you are my cinderalla, my one and only joana~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it split make it jello, i just love these fruits of yellow. make sure you carefully throw them skins away, coz it'll hard to brag for father's day...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are so far i've written for the ppl&lt;br /&gt;want urs yet? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114318463410711930?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114318463410711930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114318463410711930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114318463410711930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114318463410711930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-hi-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114231456287433936</id><published>2006-03-14T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:36:02.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember watching shows with ppl trying to jump? suicide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday right, i actually saw one, in real life. i mean. wow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt uh..v ultimate la, according to most suicidal cases.&lt;br /&gt;he was only at the 8th floor.&lt;br /&gt;and he would have jumped if he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;coz it took about 2 hrs plus before his attention seekin act got rounded up by the CDs&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty cool scene. they had this huge inflatable one the ground level.&lt;br /&gt;i was sinfully wishing he's take the plunge. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a sad thing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live in blk 133. this happened 13 march = 13 3&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws i wanna apologise to farah chewy elijah kaiwei coz i abruptly left&lt;br /&gt;our conversation just to go see what happened&lt;br /&gt;and barefooted at that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder where is sabrina nvr see her online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday night till sunrise bodoh! lumberjack woo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114231456287433936?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114231456287433936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114231456287433936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114231456287433936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114231456287433936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/03/remember-watching-shows-with-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114213451566536925</id><published>2006-03-12T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T11:35:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so..&lt;br /&gt;when i have a toilet of my own,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have plenty of sunlight beeming through the windows&lt;br /&gt;it has a sub urban feel to it&lt;br /&gt;there's a need for a bathtub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the walls&lt;br /&gt;somewhere below the knee level&lt;br /&gt;i'd install a very dim light&lt;br /&gt;so when there's no more sunlight&lt;br /&gt;it'll be but a feintly lit bathroom in the night...how sensuous~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114213451566536925?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114213451566536925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114213451566536925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114213451566536925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114213451566536925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/03/so.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114136049332903738</id><published>2006-03-03T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:40:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im here to write abt how ***ky today is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;actually i didnt wanna post la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but im here already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i have nth to do except for just scowling to "fuck the world" - the vines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it such a......................bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this feeling. haa i nv use that word de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well this is a smooth entry so it'll be smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im feeling like shit bcoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n im alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n eli's posting was unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and jamming's cancelled coz the eqpmnt is spoilt ( i broke the drum )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and dad's going overseas to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and my aunt say im fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i didnt get into the freakin course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i got into some shitass business course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why god..im already not that smart..y wont u just gimme that course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i only want that one..nvm tt im ugly n stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just want that course..please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i telegraphted this anws..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i knew i woulndt be accepted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my last straw to humanity would be a rec letter from mr low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;help me god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;help me mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mom it'll be a hundred days this 4th of april&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's so quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorry i disappoint u mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i thought i'll be in aero myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im a sorry person now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but gimme strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need to fight for the course upon appealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;help. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114136049332903738?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114136049332903738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114136049332903738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114136049332903738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114136049332903738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-here-to-write-abt-how-ky-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114089053333799707</id><published>2006-02-26T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:02:13.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be seein ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;hv been thinkin bout u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care mom. b..ye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114089053333799707?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114089053333799707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114089053333799707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114089053333799707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114089053333799707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/hi-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114053090609837733</id><published>2006-02-21T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:08:26.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/cool%20bassist.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                           each of us has got a diff background n diff styles..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/DSCN0312.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/DSCN0312.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          diff ideas and diff tastes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/Picture22.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                        diff ways and diff personalities..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/DSCN0286.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/DSCN0286.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     but we gotta stick together till the day we diE~~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/dsf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          coz it feels fuckin gd to be together like this....!!!! tt auntie thinks so too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114053090609837733?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114053090609837733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114053090609837733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114053090609837733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114053090609837733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/each-of-us-has-got-diff-background-n.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114051659895858527</id><published>2006-02-21T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:09:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one day on my way to school with my rusty(trusty) old bike&lt;br /&gt;i terperanjat bcoz i spotted a flasher. unlucky me.&lt;br /&gt;he was wearin a really thick nerd spects and was awaiting his "prey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws he was as good as nude that stupid son of a..trash(my eyes!! they burn!!)&lt;br /&gt;much to his surprise of course&lt;br /&gt;his first "prey" was a a diff species, a male. me.&lt;br /&gt;like a disgustin slimy..thing&lt;br /&gt;that abhorish humanoid squirmed before pulling up his pants&lt;br /&gt;then fleeing off, makin a sickly exit with his lardy stomach quackin like an evil hypnosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while all of these took place, there was a girl walkin towards&lt;br /&gt;i was tied between warning the girl or chasing that stupid flasher&lt;br /&gt;i tot since im with a bike im sure to catch em later, so i told the girl to take a diff route&lt;br /&gt;but damn i let that disgusting toad got away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn u.....damn ...u..&lt;br /&gt;i'll cut off ur dick!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114051659895858527?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114051659895858527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114051659895858527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051659895858527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051659895858527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-day-on-my-way-to-school-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114051423998284157</id><published>2006-02-21T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T17:30:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/DSCN0289.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/DSCN0289.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what does this all mean........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/DSCN0302.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/DSCN0302.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can u see sabrina there thereeeeeeeeeeeeeeee in between the 2 yellow shirts trick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114051423998284157?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114051423998284157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114051423998284157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051423998284157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051423998284157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-does-this-all-mean.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114051309887426469?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114051309887426469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114051309887426469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051309887426469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114051309887426469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114032566921854397</id><published>2006-02-19T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:07:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was tiring la&lt;br /&gt;it was the fundorama at acjc&lt;br /&gt;eli n i cycled there, n we took the highway!(illegal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn crowded la,&lt;br /&gt;but found sabbie's stall in the end&lt;br /&gt;i ordered 2 ramly la, chicken n fish&lt;br /&gt;i think fish nicer&lt;br /&gt;she thought i was so so nice coz i keep buyin&lt;br /&gt;but actually i was only hungry haaha&lt;br /&gt;her cheeks were all reddish n stuff haha&lt;br /&gt;oh no i think she's hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, it was raining&lt;br /&gt;and so my shirt kena dirty water n sand haiz..&lt;br /&gt;haha n was 'tompang'ing chewy&lt;br /&gt;she thought it was v entertaining&lt;br /&gt;her first bike adventure..haha so sad..woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinkin&lt;br /&gt;we should really have our own space to jam.(the nerves)&lt;br /&gt;like i told chewy i need 10 yrs to do that.&lt;br /&gt;i need to learn how to mute the room.&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$ to buy sound eqmpts, mics amps etc&lt;br /&gt;then drums..&lt;br /&gt;then im sure we can write a hundred songs&lt;br /&gt;n that everyone can express their ideas freely&lt;br /&gt;rather then bein constricted by time limit&lt;br /&gt;n everynight will be a heck of a night&lt;br /&gt;ppl come come in for live performance at 5 lollar each&lt;br /&gt;and those who wanna rent..well..dun think we should rent!&lt;br /&gt;later abis all the eqmpts spoil la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we need our own space.&lt;br /&gt;then we can hone our skills there.&lt;br /&gt;then we'll be tighter, like never before&lt;br /&gt;so the next time if there's a recording it'll be so much easier&lt;br /&gt;and hey we'll never get bored&lt;br /&gt;or think of where to go if there's no where else to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dunno if my brudder will be for it&lt;br /&gt;i think ..dad's gonna sell the house..altho i love the house so much..&lt;br /&gt;maybe dad can help me out~&lt;br /&gt;mom?...dun worry mom i wont forget my studies..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lee, will ,what say u?&lt;br /&gt;what say u ppl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114032566921854397?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114032566921854397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114032566921854397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114032566921854397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114032566921854397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/yo-yesterday-was-tiring-la-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-114006455259943542</id><published>2006-02-16T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T12:35:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been awhile uh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm im makin this as short as possible&lt;br /&gt;coz i wanna be cleaning my NEW OLD Bike! haa&lt;br /&gt;it's my dad's boss' son's bike, the guy got too busy&lt;br /&gt;and it is fortunately, in my possession now, woo!&lt;br /&gt;the bike's abt 4 yrs old, and he hasnt been using it fer abt a year or so&lt;br /&gt;so it's kinda rusty n dusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws this baby cupid's day was really something la&lt;br /&gt;so at midnight( 14 feb, 00:00), i met up with shi chang&lt;br /&gt;like any other bf, he was planning to " surpirse" his gf&lt;br /&gt;plan: cycle to her home, lining lighter fluid into a heart shape and set it aflame.quite a spectacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yknow he didnt have a bike so he had to borrow his friend's&lt;br /&gt;but, the key to the locker broke! so chang HAD TO agree to get him a new locker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after breakin the old one that is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the mad part,&lt;br /&gt;we took an hour gnawing at that damn locker&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we havent even started cycling  and we already have sweaty necks.&lt;br /&gt;with only my mom's garden cutter and some pliers chang "found" from some drawer nearby&lt;br /&gt;we were quite desperate.&lt;br /&gt;the locker was made up of 10, 5 52 strands of copper, pervertically intertwined!&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, im not sure if getting caught, or the opening of the the elevator door every 10 mins (by itself) ,&lt;br /&gt;or running away at every footsteps heard , was most scary. it was a weird...thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course due to our strength ( mostly mine=P )&lt;br /&gt;and chang's power of love, hahaa&lt;br /&gt;we got it snapped! yayness.&lt;br /&gt;and it wasnt easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then when we reached pasir panjang( his gf's place)&lt;br /&gt;we got "chased away".. sad la this part&lt;br /&gt;she said her parents will kill her and bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;so then we cycled back home, chang's plan concluded in futility.&lt;br /&gt;i would've wished his gf would just peek outtaf the window or sumtin like that&lt;br /&gt;coz it was really disappointing!&lt;br /&gt;we ended up playing the the lighter fluid by ourselves la..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the best part was&lt;br /&gt;reaching home at arnd 3 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;i realised i forgot to bring my house key&lt;br /&gt;everyone have only a few hours left before they wake up and leave me (haiz..) for work&lt;br /&gt;so i really didnt wanna wake them up.&lt;br /&gt;the moon was full n pretty that night&lt;br /&gt;so i lie on the bench outside my house the size of half my body, just staring at it&lt;br /&gt;nice..but body aching la ahh..&lt;br /&gt;i was awoken by the TODAY newspaper guy ahah&lt;br /&gt;it was quite embarressing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then the next episode of a disappointing story&lt;br /&gt;was me cycling round holland with a box of roche,&lt;br /&gt;just to cycle back home with it, hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;gave my sister at last.&lt;br /&gt;this pretty much sums up the week;&lt;br /&gt;my ass is in pain, but all is in vain~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's new pussycat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-114006455259943542?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/114006455259943542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=114006455259943542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114006455259943542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/114006455259943542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-been-awhile-uh-mm-im-makin-this-as.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113924559969907199</id><published>2006-02-07T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:22:08.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kids these days ( like u and me ) are gettin more and more&lt;br /&gt;accustomed to the world of cyber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assure u this is not a half past ten statement.&lt;br /&gt;just look at yourself, readin on my blog. (im glad u did heee)&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we really are like..condonning ourselves&lt;br /&gt;to the habit of sittin in front of the com, just killing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course utilisation of the pc has very broad aspects&lt;br /&gt;and that it's the blueprint of the human advancement&lt;br /&gt;and they really help ppl make big bucks&lt;br /&gt;but that's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just underlining the underlying adverse effects it has on us~&lt;br /&gt;don't u think...&lt;br /&gt;we feel more confident and comfortable communicating with one another&lt;br /&gt;thru msn?&lt;br /&gt;don't u think...&lt;br /&gt;friends u chat with online are so totally different from the way they talk in real life? like..where did all the lolx' go to? &lt;br /&gt;don't u think...&lt;br /&gt;saying out stuffs like 'dot dot dot' in a real life conversation is really a dumb way to fill up the momentary pauses?&lt;br /&gt;don't u think...&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have put all these words so nicely if im talkin in real life?&lt;br /&gt;get the picture my dear cyber friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..im not sure if i should condemn this fully&lt;br /&gt;but to a certain level i do feel a tinge negative bout this trend&lt;br /&gt;im not sayin this in a way im bitchin abt it&lt;br /&gt;im just highlighting it&lt;br /&gt;and would be amused to find out your cyber opinions!(who knws, u might not say the same thing to me face2face?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..i think talkin face to face is fun!&lt;br /&gt;i mean..u can make faces and they'll laugh ( if u have face like me that is )&lt;br /&gt;and u dun have to type a really long clever joke ( like this one ) for them to just reply with a modest..."lol"&lt;br /&gt;coz i know i really prefer hehehe and hahaha alot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure u guys catch the wave now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113924559969907199?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113924559969907199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113924559969907199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113924559969907199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113924559969907199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/kids-these-days-like-u-and-me-are.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113887770598802863</id><published>2006-02-02T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:55:06.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"that's not funny yknow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i mean...there couldnt be a much more indiscriminate way to show your dim-wittedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;than to start off with that line with ME. especially when u have me falsely accussed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if there were to be a gd way to get me pissed, that would be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and i cant believe that came from a grown up. an adult. with a child mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;here's the deal, eli and i were walkin around, and i took lots of pic of stuff eg;sign boards, dome, trash bin, tress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and in the list of 'stuffs' i took didnt include ppl in it. which mean i didnt take pics of human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so then were at this traffic light. i got bored waiting for the green man, so i decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hey i might as well get a pic of us 2 since i havent snapped us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i held out the camera in front of us, with the camera facing us (duhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;out of the freakin blue, this adult couple with a child, came up to me and said that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;stupid line ; "that's not funny yknow?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;how would u feel being posed with that qn, w/o any reason or rhyme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so then i started with the most polite way i could, with a tinge of irritation on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"huh? what's not funny? i dun understand what u're talkin abt?" (not so polite aft all, it was a bad day..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dim wit adult lady with daughter: "u think it's funny? u better delete that picture, do u know it's very rude?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;while sayin this, she looked really fucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dim wit adult lady's husband: "it's not funny, let me see the picture"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;also while adding on to his wife's nonsensicality, he looked fuckly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;while givin the adult lady a phuckface "what pictures? what are u talkin abt? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;stupid lady : "that picture u took" (even a fuckier face by now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;with an even more irritated face "what pictures do u think i took? i didnt take pictures of you ppl! " (she really thought she was hot...i mean..liang po po is hotter..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;superstupid lady: "i didnt say u took pictures of us!" ( like what the fuck u say this for?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was up to my head. but then i tot, they;re too egoistic and dense to listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i showed them the gallery in my digicam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;while scrolling thru the pics " there, u see? no ppl, only things "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now at this point of time, a normal , sane adult being would seriously be embarressed and a little apologetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but NO. not this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he gave this WTF look and said, " oh i hope so "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i widen my eyes and look em in the eye and said " no no, it IS so "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and then i didnt wanna look at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so..who's the funny one now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;even funnier part is that this all happened in front of the supreme court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anws, besides that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the point is adults like them should be banished from the face of earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they are like so....disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's so easy to abhore them, to loathe them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i feel so sorry for the daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then on the way home i got so really pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eli was telling me to forget bout it like 4 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they totally ruined my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i went to bukit merah library to settle the fines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i was told only cashcard and ezlink may be used to pay the fines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i have no cashcard. n my ez link is spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i went to the library just to come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if u were still here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;u would show that face and start cursing them stupid idoits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i'll feel so much better havin someone to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;u'd show me that pathetic face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and say nvm to me today for makin the wasted trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hope ure readin this mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113887770598802863?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113887770598802863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113887770598802863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113887770598802863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113887770598802863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/02/thats-not-funny-yknow-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113842150126622414</id><published>2006-01-28T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T12:11:41.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hoi hoi hoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gong xi fa cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hong bao na na na na na na na na na na laaaai~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ok.i wanted to celebrate cny.really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz both hari raya, n hari raya haji sucked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then again im not so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ah...what's it called that word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just recently my eldest bro wanted me to join him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for this dragon boat thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;every sat, at 3 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;n i wasnt thinkin far i just said, yea sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now im not so sure if i wanna burn my sat aftn ridin sampan with a dragon head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i gave em my particualrs anws..im like registered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ergh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and then i got this sms from a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;askin me to join this marathon kinda thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dunno what saf thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then got prize money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and stuff...yknow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sun sweat and all that jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then he like..wants a yes or a no fer me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and im still undecided la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i just have this really huge lazy bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im not sure where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but it's in me fer sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anws im really x 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bein at home alone is kinda cool sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but then when it happens more than often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then u'll go a lil gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and do embarrasing stuffs like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~ eh tmr u fundorama thing right ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~not that's like next next next week ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; im so....................funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ha.anws.sorrie i called fer nth sabbie. erg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;next saturday recording.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;make it gd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113842150126622414?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113842150126622414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113842150126622414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113842150126622414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113842150126622414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/01/hoi-hoi-hoi-gong-xi-fa-cai-hong-bao-na.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113816423605740985</id><published>2006-01-25T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:46:02.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/101_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/101_0613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           the numbness, the effigie-lookalike, ergo..The Nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/1600/101_0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/447/487/320/101_0610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           it's sometimes best just to be natural=)...although i risk looking a bit like a gerly guy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113816423605740985?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113816423605740985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113816423605740985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113816423605740985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113816423605740985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/01/numbness-effigie-lookalike-ergo.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113800239517961468</id><published>2006-01-23T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:46:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mum im sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i want u to wet the towel and put it on my forehead like u always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mum i got flu and fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;my nose v itchy my throat v dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;mom u use to come by to my bed when everyone else is asleep, just to check me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and u'd be puttin ur hand on my forehead and then off u go to the kitchen to get me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;a glass of water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;that's u mom..the greatest woman in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and i know u said guys shouldnt cry too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;but i really really really miss u mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was vivvy's birthday party yesterday&lt;br /&gt;elijah was suppose to go with me&lt;br /&gt;and he said he feels sick so he wanted to stay home intead&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i was already feeling unwell myself but it's the poor girl's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;and she like invited us elijah..&lt;br /&gt;anws, as if that didnt suck enuff&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring vivvy's present along with me............trademark me.&lt;br /&gt;luckily matt agreed to accompany me to the party&lt;br /&gt;so i thought he'd bring the present for me&lt;br /&gt;then it turned out , he cant find my present..&lt;br /&gt;haa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the party was fun&lt;br /&gt;there were alot of small people ( kids )&lt;br /&gt;and there was this little boy so cutee&lt;br /&gt;i carried him first then all the girls wanted a piece of him ( of course he sticks to me )&lt;br /&gt;then everyone was like askin his name and stuff&lt;br /&gt;tried asking in both chinese and english&lt;br /&gt;but little do they know it's a japanse boy...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we played near the pool and stuff&lt;br /&gt;of course i got wet&lt;br /&gt;and got even sicker&lt;br /&gt;coz there were like air con&lt;br /&gt;ice cream and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i got home i got really sick&lt;br /&gt;then i wondered if i shouldve just did what elijah did&lt;br /&gt;it's much more cleverer&lt;br /&gt;i mean now im sick and i feel so...like...miserable&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, we ( the nerves ) are lookin forward to this friday&lt;br /&gt;our song is finally gonna be recorded&lt;br /&gt;it's called Butterfly, it's a lil sophomore compared to out other songs&lt;br /&gt;cant wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, eli got the third place booked for us mansssss&lt;br /&gt;tmr it is, 530pm&lt;br /&gt;be there or be squaree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...panadol please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113800239517961468?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113800239517961468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113800239517961468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113800239517961468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113800239517961468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/01/mum-im-sick-i-want-u-to-wet-towel-and.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113756476061144134</id><published>2006-01-18T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T13:11:14.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really wanted to blog , but then..i think i forgot what i wanted to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really forgetful..&lt;br /&gt;right mom? yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, now that the ez link can no more have bus concession..(damn)&lt;br /&gt;i have to tap in twice, one for entry and the other's for exit, and that, is much too perplexing for&lt;br /&gt;my brain to understand. coz i forgot to tap when i alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, this morning awoken by my sis' call, i was to heat up the chicken soup and&lt;br /&gt;put in some carrots and stuff.. i told myself i'll heat it up before taking a shower&lt;br /&gt;so i ignited the fire, went to the shower. (love shower)&lt;br /&gt;so then i left the bathroom, and the soup heating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many incidents to show my carelessness and forgetfullness and whateverness la..&lt;br /&gt;but i just...forgot what they were.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak!!............................................mak&lt;br /&gt;uve been visiting my dream quite often mumsy=)))&lt;br /&gt;woo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113756476061144134?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113756476061144134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113756476061144134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113756476061144134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113756476061144134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-really-wanted-to-blog-but-then.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113672241449589602</id><published>2006-01-08T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:11:42.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;just one more time...just one more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to sit up straight&lt;br /&gt;just call me to ask me what time im comin home..&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to take out the trash&lt;br /&gt;just tell me im careless&lt;br /&gt;just scold me for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;just tickle me even if i hate it when u do that&lt;br /&gt;just cook me my fav kentang bijik sawi&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to take the clothes in coz it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to go pray..&lt;br /&gt;just take my hard earned salary..it's for u&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to water the plants..&lt;br /&gt;just tell me which movie u wanna watch..we'll go together&lt;br /&gt;just sit and watch wrestling with me&lt;br /&gt;just sit and listen to me play&lt;br /&gt;just tell me to hurry up when im singing in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;just ask me if ur shoes and pants match..even if it's no use coz they always match&lt;br /&gt;just tell me where it hurts on the feet and i'll massage it for u&lt;br /&gt;just wait for me on your chair for me to come home..&lt;br /&gt;just tell me u've had a really bad day, so i can be the clown&lt;br /&gt;just know what im feeling now, dadsy's worse by a hundred&lt;br /&gt;just....scold me&lt;br /&gt;just smile at me&lt;br /&gt;just sing to me&lt;br /&gt;just...be in my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all even together now&lt;br /&gt;even ur siblings, like how u always wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;didnt know u had to pay the price, someone had to, right mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;im so pround of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;be, of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wil always love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;u have no idea how much i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113672241449589602?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113672241449589602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113672241449589602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113672241449589602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113672241449589602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-one-more-time.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113602097307334740</id><published>2005-12-31T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:22:53.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh oh oh, oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh oh oh, oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I told you why we just can't make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want you still but just can't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The time has come we oughta break it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone has to pay the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh oh oh, oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh oh oh, oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's true, it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I think of times we were together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As time went on it seemed forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But times have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now things are better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone had to pay the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113602097307334740?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113602097307334740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113602097307334740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113602097307334740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113602097307334740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-i-love-you-oh-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113537019186542701</id><published>2005-12-24T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T04:36:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;heya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's 4 16am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and everyone's asleep , so it's nice and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i had my nails cut and toes cleaned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz i had to go mosque on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i put alarm on my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mosque starts at 1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;guess what time i woke up?...4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;when i woke up, mumsy was cookin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then will wanted to chill. i needed air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i told mom im going out soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then she was like... uh~ i thought u'll be home for the day~ if i'd knew i would have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gone to aunt's~..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;that's the second haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sorry mumsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i had to meet the guys late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;coz i wanted to appease her a lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i waited for her cookin to finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eat and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yah.i was late...haiz...3rd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was already close to 6pm when we meet at town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;my mind keep thinkin...uh shit..work soon...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so i didnt really had the mood to really hangout after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;this is the fourth haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lee and i head to my house first before going to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;our journey there was me just listening to lee talkin to..on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and i felt a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;if that wasnt enough, at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eli and lee talked abt....again. and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;everytime they start is everytime i stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;maybe im just too selfish to bother buttin in to their conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im gettin anti social..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and it was all at work, irritation plus labour work makes my face really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so that's the 5th haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so duh..aft work we didnt sit to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i wanted to get home asap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and i'll just bore everyone to death with my silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;on the way home visited the kitty's grave...sixth haiz.. =((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then.......=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mumsy was still awake=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;when i got home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she heated the buns for me, coz she knew i havent had dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then she also made hot milo for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and we watched wrestling together=))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i felt so loveddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then all those haiz'ness in my just poof*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then it was so funny..i was like...oh mak~ here comes the best part~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then when i turned, i saw her sleeping..hehehhehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i felt so dumb makin the long face all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all i needed was some attention and..yknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o ya! i saw sab online before going to work haa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i was suppose to be smiling aft tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but then i thought of work n stuff..-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;woOo~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oH oh oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh Oh oh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i loVe you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;luvya mumsy~ hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113537019186542701?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113537019186542701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113537019186542701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113537019186542701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113537019186542701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/heya-its-4-16am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113524922803153383</id><published>2005-12-22T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:03:10.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the room is dark. the hall is dark. the toilet is dark. the whole house is dark.&lt;br /&gt;but it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;bcoz it's raining outside.&lt;br /&gt;though it's subsided, there's still just raindrops pitter pattering, it calms me.&lt;br /&gt;and it's cooling, the weather that is. but it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;it feels so romantic. but im alone.&lt;br /&gt;i can only hug my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only light are the ones outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;the light seeping in through the blinds on my window.&lt;br /&gt;it accentuates the romantic feel even more.&lt;br /&gt;i have to find something else to hug.&lt;br /&gt;for a second there i felt like going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep on my mother's king size bed.&lt;br /&gt;but then again.&lt;br /&gt;why sleep away this time.&lt;br /&gt;it's so...did i say romantic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leemel said he'll come over.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's cheating my feelings again.&lt;br /&gt;im like so used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the floor outside as i peeked from the window, is shiny and looks as though&lt;br /&gt;it's lacquared.&lt;br /&gt;but the very image dissapate as a raindrop sends ripple through the floor's surface.&lt;br /&gt;as i returned to my seat, i realised it's only on rainy days that my house will save on electricty.&lt;br /&gt;ppl will just go to sleep without the fan switched on. &lt;br /&gt;and it's really one of the times the blankets are fully utilised.&lt;br /&gt;and it feel so nice just to bury yourself under the blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep turning back to see if anyone is staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered, oh..i am alone at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113524922803153383?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113524922803153383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113524922803153383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113524922803153383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113524922803153383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/room-is-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113523973193847615</id><published>2005-12-22T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:22:11.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there wasnt anything else on mind as soon as i saw tt..lifeless kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most painful part of burrying it was, to close its little eyes..&lt;br /&gt;coz its eyes were open when it breathe its last breath.&lt;br /&gt;it's really..sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely hope ppl will take the trouble to show empathy to animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tt off my chest.let's fill in on what's up.&lt;br /&gt;it's..well.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went jamming again.&lt;br /&gt;and we had eli and chewy for audience.&lt;br /&gt;it was..=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have no idea why lee said it was a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the past few weeks,&lt;br /&gt;works been the biggest toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;and the last few days was really something for lee eli and i.&lt;br /&gt;they were aware of the consequences of pangse'ing &lt;br /&gt;so they were kind enough to accompany my lazy bones till early morning&lt;br /&gt;just to wait for the bus service to start.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.. i think i wont be lazy again ok, i will walk frm now on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there were so many things we talked abt&lt;br /&gt;and i just cant keep myself from sighing...haiz.&lt;br /&gt;kenneth is going to canada to study..i was like wth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was just really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish lee would forget bout his ex&lt;br /&gt;wish eli would have been the drummer for xmas at his church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish we can have more songs.&lt;br /&gt;wish william will go sp.&lt;br /&gt;wish chewy wont be so sad coz her bro is in ns..&lt;br /&gt;there were sumore i wished for..i freakin forgot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping at 7am and wakin up at 3..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so....wasteddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;like so long nv go msn looooo&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out sabbie just went online right..damn&lt;br /&gt;wish i can save herrr&lt;br /&gt;y u so down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im dumb i think im dumb i think im dumb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;so then, i have this letter from the ns right&lt;br /&gt;im to confirm whether i wanna defer or just get on right to it&lt;br /&gt;my mo says wait n discuss with my bro and dad..the seasoned ns men haha..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if u shld just go or put it on hold&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jammin was like.........................warggh!Hh!!!H!Hh111!!!!! 1iuoi!U!OI!U!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was like..the best session we had.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i think im unfair.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt ask my dad along.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;no more money left.&lt;br /&gt;and i booked for 4 only.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless i give dadsy my ticket..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113446066130335471</id><published>2005-12-13T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:00:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im very pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;so i intentionally put BARNEY AND FRIENDS - I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;on the the repeat on the playlist.&lt;br /&gt;i love u..u love me..we're a happy family~ with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you~ muacks~&lt;br /&gt;and..i think it helps a bit. although the song is like 1 minute and 3 secs long.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the really happy days when i was younger n coming home to watch cartoons&lt;br /&gt;was a really happy thing to do. it was all...happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.&lt;br /&gt;one of the reason why im pissed is coz elijah's on the verge of getting fired.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf. wtfffffffffffffff!!&lt;br /&gt;i really really think it's fcuking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he's only been to work for the 2nd time.&lt;br /&gt;and i really think it's all thanks to that fatso uncle badmouthing elijah.&lt;br /&gt;there was nth coming out from his mouth but just really mean words to elijah.&lt;br /&gt;i was really gonna blow up if he went overbaord.&lt;br /&gt;everytime time he opens his stinkin mouth to make noise i stopped my work&lt;br /&gt;and gave him that fcuked up look&lt;br /&gt;he was lucky he stopped everytime i did that&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll burst his heavy sack he calls tummy.&lt;br /&gt;wtfffff&lt;br /&gt;and all we do is closing in&lt;br /&gt;the work at the end of the day at 10 30 pm&lt;br /&gt;when there's no customers, not untill next day at 10 am&lt;br /&gt;so what's wrong with doing work less hastily&lt;br /&gt;coz in the end he still got the job done&lt;br /&gt;and the so called 'boss' even had the cheek to even think of&lt;br /&gt;firing him when he's shorthanded....!!!&lt;br /&gt;and he didn had the guts to tell elijah in the face&lt;br /&gt;wtffffffffffffff&lt;br /&gt;elijah, i feel sorry for u.&lt;br /&gt;i know my face didnt show that i was sorry for u,it's bcoz i was more angry than sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(love u too barney...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even jam..&lt;br /&gt;i pissed william off&lt;br /&gt;im sorry man, i wast clear..haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all so sad and angry.&lt;br /&gt;but the song is just playin...&lt;br /&gt;and playing..&lt;br /&gt;it sounds so..lovely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and leonard took off on wednesday to go out with me&lt;br /&gt;but i had urgent call up and had work on that day..&lt;br /&gt;like wtff&lt;br /&gt;lucky his dad berfdae is on that day so his off day wont be such a waste..&lt;br /&gt;but still sorry man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still pissed..and angry n sad.&lt;br /&gt;and the song just doesnt suit.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry elijah.&lt;br /&gt;sorry will.&lt;br /&gt;sorry leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go out.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113446066130335471?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113446066130335471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113446066130335471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113446066130335471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113446066130335471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-very-pissed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113412855628662409</id><published>2005-12-09T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:42:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will explode any moment now.&lt;br /&gt;it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;there's nth else to do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             101                                101  &lt;br /&gt;             10101                10          10101&lt;br /&gt;            110101010           1010         10101010&lt;br /&gt;            10101010101        00010101     1010100101&lt;br /&gt;            011010010101001001011001010010101110101001&lt;br /&gt;            101010010101010101010101010100101010101011&lt;br /&gt;            010101010010101010101010101010101001010101&lt;br /&gt;       01010010101010100101010101010100101010100101010110011&lt;br /&gt;    1010    010101010101010101010101010101010100101011    0101010&lt;br /&gt;            101010100101010101010101010101010101010010&lt;br /&gt;    0101010010101010100010101010101010101010101010101010101010&lt;br /&gt;  0101      0101010101010101010101010101010101010101010    010101&lt;br /&gt;           1010101001010101001010101010101010101010101&lt;br /&gt;     010101001010101010101010101001010101010101001010101010101&lt;br /&gt;   0101       010101010101010010101010101010010101         010101&lt;br /&gt;                 010101010100101010101010010101 &lt;br /&gt;                  010101010101010101010101010&lt;br /&gt;                   1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1&lt;br /&gt;               010101010101001010101010101010101&lt;br /&gt;            010101010101010010101010101010101010010&lt;br /&gt;            01010101010100101010101010101010101010&lt;br /&gt;            01010101010101010101010101010101010101&lt;br /&gt;            01010101010101010101010101010101010101     10100101010&lt;br /&gt;            01010101010101010100101010101010101010     010101010010 &lt;br /&gt;            0101010101010101010101010101010100101     01010101101011&lt;br /&gt;            01101010100101010101010101010101010      01010100110&lt;br /&gt;            01010101010101010101010100101010101      01010101&lt;br /&gt;            010101001101010101010101001101010101    0101010&lt;br /&gt;           0101010101010101010101010101010101010010101010&lt;br /&gt;            0101010101010101010101010101010101010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..tell me.&lt;br /&gt;how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;where the heck is sabbie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113412855628662409?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113412855628662409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113412855628662409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113412855628662409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113412855628662409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-will-explode-any-moment-now.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113397502463507215</id><published>2005-12-08T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:03:44.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried this qn thingy to see what gender is my brain&lt;br /&gt;n this is what i get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i am abit aqua. ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel inferior lookin at ppl with sharp nose&lt;br /&gt;and they always look better&lt;br /&gt;n i think i know why my pics are always spoilt..no sharp noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharp nose like..&lt;br /&gt;elijah&lt;br /&gt;jonathan&lt;br /&gt;mateen&lt;br /&gt;rajpal&lt;br /&gt;milton&lt;br /&gt;syuaib&lt;br /&gt;willian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharp nose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113397502463507215?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113397502463507215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113397502463507215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113397502463507215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113397502463507215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-tried-this-qn-thingy-to-see-what.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113396749035058672</id><published>2005-12-07T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:10:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok. i just wish that there was only one religion in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i mean. there isnt a lack of discrimination and prejudice against a certain religion since the beginning of history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;countless of senseless killings and loss of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;headlines after headlines, it just wont stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they should just change their point of view..and stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is there a reason for the array of religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;might it be a test, a divine challenge, from up above, for us humans to undertake?&lt;br /&gt;to see if we can all clear our double vision and see that there should be one love&lt;br /&gt;to see if we can all just..get along in spite of the hundreds n hundreds of religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we should all be religious when we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; coz in religion can we actually feed our soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and it opens up the mind and heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and in it, when u listen carefully, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; it is always advised to make good relationship with ppl from other religions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes,i ponder on what the freethinkers are feeling when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they have no one to turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;are they feeling empty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i mean.there will always be love to set them at peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but at the end of the road. yknow. death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what do they think? do they think it'll end just like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i belive in heaven and hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and that all deeds will be accounted for and rewarded justly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;never will i disregard these ppl at any level based on this(freethinkers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i really just wonder what they feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i hope they will be at peace with themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when they start askin qns like..the purpose of life and so on and so forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all religion teaches good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so is there much difference at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enough with whether it is right or wrong..hell i love the drums they play in the indian temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the fact tt muslims cant eat pork only shows how much ppl take the effort to serve us halal food. and that's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and damn do i miss the eight immortal show on channel 8, i mean sun wu kong is so cool can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and without christmas holidays, will there be as much presents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and talking abt holiday, we have chinese new year, deepavali , hari raya and what not~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just love the multi colored life la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but sometimes i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which religion we are in totally depends on what families we are born into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like, malay so muslim, chinese so buddhist/taoist etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coz we know ultimately, all the religion teaches good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;why cant we all just get along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;could it be so difficult to put up a smile and join hand in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and just make the world a better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's just so much better to have cohesion in diversity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; we can just set the differences aside , cast away the reservations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and just yknow...gel. just gel. be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;those who've read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;please, please, always make peace whenever you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coz we are all god's creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and coz war sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;( i suddenly remembered the saying , "without war there's no peace", and im cracking my brain up thinkin why there's such a saying...is it like they will be satisfied and finally realise that war is nth but just bloodshed and that they will not do it again coz they will know tt it's really really bad only after they've started it..is it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;one love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113396749035058672?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113396749035058672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113396749035058672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113396749035058672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113396749035058672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113378661750717929</id><published>2005-12-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:43:37.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;unfairness.sadness.queerness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;here's the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lee and i were like rounding plaza sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and there were like...i counted...abt 11 la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it is noticeable lo. they not only dress up "very man", they act intimate with their..(i cant say counterpart) ditto-part? ya..the world's going strange by the minute can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we were at the arcade la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then there was this girl we're checkin out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i mean..ya..ok..kinda hot la. but ayE! check her ouT! like really check it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she has her hands tuck into another umm..'guy's' bak pockeT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tt's like so er sing lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and she was like very near us la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and she kinda like smiled at me(the female, the real female one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then im not sure how to react..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's so weird. like..uber weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;aww man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;is this the doing of man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like..maybe those umm..butches, was in fact, in a relationship, and tt their bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;treated them real bad. and then they thought to themselves tt, if i was a guy, i would never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;treat a girl tt way. and so explains the transmogrification in the gender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;we all know how heartless man can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;or maybe this theory is nowhere near logical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;haiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;still. sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i always thought boys and girls go good together....right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113378661750717929?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113378661750717929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113378661750717929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113378661750717929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113378661750717929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/unfairness.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113354227787221861</id><published>2005-12-03T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T10:21:32.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is i read sabrina blog de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then hor got this random quiz thing lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;like write sumtin u dunno one uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i write lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the quiz also is like now i PASANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then i must catch 5 other ppl to write the same thing abt they all the self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the 5 ppl i want to catch one is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-eli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-yunnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u all must write hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;coz i catch u all oleady ha! so sad=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;must write really one eh dun anyhowly say la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;esp william. ok tts all la i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so my one is like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 random facts abt muhammad syakirin bin ghani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- when i was smaller, i was so into wrestling i told my mom tt i wanna be a wrestler when i grow up. she freaked. n now i understand why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- i like that particular smell when it rains.n the sound of it. and just sometimes sit and stare at it. and get lost into it. like...the falling of rain...brings life to the plants..the leaves will then grow..and caterpillar will feed on it..then finally be a butterfly..then helps plant to breed..hehe..the butterfly effects of rain? hmm,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- i always fantasise abt me n my gf rollerbladin while holding hands, when the sun is setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- i have no idea why i am not into malay girls. not tt im racist(not sure if tt makes sense) or    what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  but no offense. i just favour chinese girls somehow. i dont know why. in fact, i've been liking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  chinese girls up to date. n i also have more chinese friends haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- i love being alone. but hate being alone. another thing i hate is ppl playing with my head. ya..i'll punch u in the nose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now im pretty curious to know if ur perception of me remains unchanged&lt;br /&gt;albeit my honesty in completing the 5 random facts abt the very me tt might&lt;br /&gt;forever be unknown if not for sabbie's initiation in such eccentric blogging antics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113354227787221861?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113354227787221861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im suddenly so into erm..i guess u call it the 90's music eh? ya&lt;br /&gt;not like into it like a big hoohaa la..like..a sudden liking.&lt;br /&gt;stuffs like..check this out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eiffel 65 - Blue (Daa Bee Dee)&lt;/span&gt; i like this one&lt;br /&gt;ironically, considering the fact that i abhore the monotonous techno genre.&lt;br /&gt;this, on the contrary has lyrics and bridge and catchy chorus. im for the idea of&lt;br /&gt;doing a cover of this even, like.. a rock rendition of it.&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ace of base - i saw the sign&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all that she wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my all month fav would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fool's garden - Lemon Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i can already see the eyebrows raised.&lt;br /&gt;mm..now im already thinkin of that song, get down~ get down~ and move it all around~ i think..it's backstreet boys or something..&lt;br /&gt;i just cant think of a logical explanation behind my abrupt liking of these old songs..maybe it's the umm..gd ol memories perhaps..yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HAVENT EVEYRBODY KNOW YETTtt im SO bOREDdddddddddddddddddddd!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;im like. there's no one else at home. called elijah to come but he like dun want come like that. sianzation cannn.&lt;br /&gt;feel like i wanna smack somebody.&lt;br /&gt;go around n bitch slap somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.&lt;br /&gt;i think in life, these are all there is to it.i think.&lt;br /&gt;- career&lt;br /&gt;- passion / dream&lt;br /&gt;- religion&lt;br /&gt;- marriage&lt;br /&gt;- family&lt;br /&gt;- friends&lt;br /&gt;- intangible aspects like..dignity/etiquettes/happiness/love&lt;br /&gt;ya. uh huh..tell me if i miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for a job i am.&lt;br /&gt;it's so mundaneeeeeeeeeeeeee so slowwwwwwwwww so anemic&lt;br /&gt;it's like im suferring from permanent sianified syndrome&lt;br /&gt;like totally under inertia&lt;br /&gt;like...totallY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else ..haaaaaaaaaaa.haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113342752492640580?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113342752492640580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113342752492640580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113342752492640580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113342752492640580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/12/mmhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113315676214153702</id><published>2005-11-28T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:46:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113315676214153702?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113301912719417875</id><published>2005-11-26T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:06:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;$10 =  to amara hotel + ride home......not exactly-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the ride there was $7.50 man..the traffic was like..and the frustration was like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and the ride home was past midnight ma, 4 idiots (including me) thought 2 dollars each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;was enough to accomodate all fairs from there to bukit purmei to depot road to queenstown to redhill. and since i was last in the ride, i had to stop short. the meter like was extra fast like rolling every cm it seems.. i had to walk from commonwealth mcdonald.. i even had bangla askin me where the prison was..-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh well. the prom night was cool. sch said no halal food but then they catered for us anyways haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;aiya it was nice la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;she looked gd, he look gd, they look gd hell even i looked gd, so said ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then ya, the only cons bout it is that the dance floor was open at the last part of the whole thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and they dj played the music for only bout..15 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i didnt break a sweat. a gd thing i guess..-.- ... no! not a gd thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was so fun just to push ur way into the group of girls dancing and they'll like just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;like woOO~~ and they start dancing with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was all good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and rajpal and i was like takin on the dance floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;showin our move yknow, kinda like a lame 2nd rate dance battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but it was all funnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yea.. and yay i was mr model please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cant u all tell yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i look like hugo boss' model laaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;teeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yappp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pictures aft pictures, flashes aft flashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hugs after hugs, numbers aft numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;off we go den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;n tt was prom nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;{=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113301912719417875?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113301912719417875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113301912719417875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113301912719417875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113301912719417875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/11/10-to-amara-hotel-ride-home.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113271731892656114</id><published>2005-11-23T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:41:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaaaiyaaakkkk. it's finally over mister. and we're all off the hook. yayness please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was it syaQ?&lt;br /&gt;well... im not really sure what to make of it..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..ure not suppose to have like half hour idle time doing and O paper..&lt;br /&gt;not that i used the time to oogle on private candidates la.. but hor..aiya i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i checked at least thrice.&lt;br /&gt;n do u see the irony of completing amaths paper w/o using at least 5 papers..&lt;br /&gt;it's like..the sec 4 exp student beside was like..whoa..so many crushed up papers.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like, am i just writing crap again?&lt;br /&gt;and i never like..have been able to breeze through amaths..!&lt;br /&gt;and when my friends asked how the paper was, i just switch to my&lt;br /&gt;normal stupid lame me, sayin, it's the same, it's nice and white and it has lots of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i should rejoice or sit down under a banana tree and embrace myself&lt;br /&gt;for the worst. oh damn. it's scary all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing's fer sure though. it's overrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;like how i shut them all up when they cant agree on the answers&lt;br /&gt;"kids~ it's overrrrrr"&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following up to the last paper,(tuesday) was a steambot treat at marina.&lt;br /&gt;$10 per head, and all u can eat spree. it was...okay la.. i like the crab.&lt;br /&gt;and the chicken soup i improvised is nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today(wednesday) im gonna have to pick a really really nice top for the prom.&lt;br /&gt;im going for rockstar. wanted cowboy..but it'll cost moree...=( oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day,(thursday) amir masoh will be checkin LumberjaCK out.&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages since we jam. im afraid we'll be rusty. like..i still can remember the&lt;br /&gt;factors of fall of venice..complacency of venetians, overdependance on mercenaries. ok. shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then(friday) it'll be the big day. prom night. sure i'll dance. &gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil busy a week.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what i'll do next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if there's a need to list out stuffs to do.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if we can write enough songs.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can get that cheque back soon enough. damn.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if  have enough to buy lee a present.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if sabbie will go out with me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what james blunt was feelin when he was writing ur beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i should go get a job again.&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i can find kirara again. kiraraaa...&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i did well for Os...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i wonder i wonder i wonder how i wonder why&lt;br /&gt;yesterday u told me bout the blueblue sky n all that i can see&lt;br /&gt;just another.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113271731892656114?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113271731892656114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113271731892656114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113271731892656114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113271731892656114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/11/haaaaiyaaakkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113232903176161659</id><published>2005-11-18T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:50:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well it's like..&lt;br /&gt;okay la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then..yknow..&lt;br /&gt;maybe it not so much of it that..yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then when i come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;it's a lil...uh huh..that's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then when u really wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;just go ahead with it..&lt;br /&gt;full force? full throttle? full hit? full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..what now?&lt;br /&gt;u sold urself.&lt;br /&gt;u expose urself.&lt;br /&gt;u hear the piano playin and u force urself to cry.&lt;br /&gt;u hear thoughts in your head and u act them out.&lt;br /&gt;u see skies up above but dun know where's the limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad i am. so nice u are.like wat sun is after the storm.&lt;br /&gt;like what warmth is to cold. so true. yet so cruel. the simplicity of laws of nature.&lt;br /&gt;opposites attract.&lt;br /&gt;opposites attract.&lt;br /&gt;opposites attract.&lt;br /&gt;o p p o s i t e s a t t r a c t&lt;br /&gt;like a plus to a minus&lt;br /&gt;like a fly to a bright light&lt;br /&gt;like a baby to lollipop&lt;br /&gt;like a girl to a diamond&lt;br /&gt;like police to a thief&lt;br /&gt;like u to my blog..maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..fries anyone? chilli please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113232903176161659?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113232903176161659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113232903176161659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113232903176161659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113232903176161659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113224632722369076</id><published>2005-11-18T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:55:50.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's post was brought to u by the letter E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day ; End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the letter "E".. its origins dates back to the early 11th century&lt;br /&gt;when alexis II the great dicovered the remains of "creature"&lt;br /&gt;according to the nobles who served under his reign, he compiled&lt;br /&gt;his findings in something moderners refer to as "scrapbook".&lt;br /&gt;and in one of his many scribbles, he desribes his encounter with the&lt;br /&gt;remains of that "creature". it was concluded in his account that, it was&lt;br /&gt;but the remains of a demon. the most outstanding features of the demon&lt;br /&gt;is that it had 3 horns that protrudes from its head ; |_|_|&lt;br /&gt;it was nothing alexis II the great had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;he included in his findings, that there was an eerieness and a morbid aura&lt;br /&gt;that gripped him, and specifically stated that there were whispers in his ears.&lt;br /&gt;it was something incomprehensible for him. but he wanted to ink this nightmarish sensation down.&lt;br /&gt;so then the word "E" was born. he wanted to write something down that would be most accurate to describe that disturbing sound that he heard. and the 3 horns was deemed most fit&lt;br /&gt;by him. the reason it was rotated from |_|_| to E was because, the former was used to represent castles, and the latter was thus established. and it is pronounced as 'eeeeeee' because&lt;br /&gt;that was how those eerie "whispering" sounded.&lt;br /&gt;so, that was how the letter 'E' came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i can't believe u read this. it's all crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french fries?? no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113224632722369076?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113224632722369076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113224632722369076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113224632722369076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113224632722369076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/11/todays-post-was-brought-to-u-by-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-113023539925688008</id><published>2005-10-25T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:18:46.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last night at the mosque i was observing a guy&lt;br /&gt;this guy, was a tv personnel a long time ago. he was in the "Gurmit's World" shows..a famous comedic variety show back in the 90's by Gurmit Singh. i dun think many could recognise him.. but i remembered and i know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy..he was emotional. like really emotional.. u know tt kind of cryin where ur face will be distorted in funny contortion till u can feel ur cheek buryin ur eyes tt kinda cry. then that sniff. then as he does this he tried to swallow and hold back his tears. it was uneasy watching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i started to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;and ponder.&lt;br /&gt;and many kinds of hypothesis yielded.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna respect this guy so i wont share my thoughts %-)&lt;br /&gt;the reason i came to that conclusion is because..&lt;br /&gt;when he was done grieving in silence, he looked up and try to fix a smile. at tt instant i know now even clearly, what a broken smile is. i think he put his mask back on.&lt;br /&gt;unknown to him of course, the past few minutes with his mask off was me watchin him.&lt;br /&gt;and if u ask me it was more of a sad thing for me to see that instant transmorgriphication than it is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a small man for his age.&lt;br /&gt;he's got wrinkles aplenty, probaby from frequent breakdowns...&lt;br /&gt;he's partially bald, and a little on the frail side. if u were less mild u'd say he's scrawny.&lt;br /&gt;and he wears ordinary polo shirt and gentleman pants.&lt;br /&gt;u cant tell from the way he carries himself tt he can actually look forlorn....a very good mask he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.........................yea.  i dunno why i wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a point of self reflection would be...&lt;br /&gt;ppl sometimes wears masks. and humans are strong and weak at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and when u think ure sad and depressed. there are others too who are crying harder and in solitude.&lt;br /&gt;all u have to do , is remember tt there are people who are watchin on you and tt u can be happy if u open up to them. yeap yeap. (speakin like a no rate psychologist again..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world peace~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-113023539925688008?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/113023539925688008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=113023539925688008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113023539925688008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/113023539925688008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-night-at-mosque-i-was-observing.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112951559211783486</id><published>2005-10-17T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T10:22:02.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;alright i signed in right. the plan was to blog right...&lt;br /&gt;here's the thing..i feel like blogging.. but i think i shouldnt be blogging..&lt;br /&gt;i should be memorising stuffs like.. paper 1 format... or get in my head which element is insoluble n bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n then i get sidetracked again. yesterday was...i dunno what was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the gig's cancelled, thanks RITA, tell KATRINA i said hi~&lt;br /&gt;it was raining like...........&lt;br /&gt;but it was kinda  nice a weather la..yknow..it was blowing cold wind, in ur in ur sweater n jacket, then u'll feel&lt;br /&gt;comfortable warmth of it... i knw im contradicting myself la.&lt;br /&gt;but it was ultra awesome la..&lt;br /&gt;we were held up backstage..yknow esplanade dressing room? the mirror with 25 watts lightbulb around its&lt;br /&gt;perimeter tt kinda thing..man..it had its own tolokt and it was nice la..we felt like rockstars CAN.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same place the PETER PAN's cast were using. ~ do you believe in faries ~ *snap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, e gig cancelled right. so then we just sat there in the rockstar room la.&lt;br /&gt;jennifer, once a top 10 model in s'pore, also the organiser for the whole thing had a lil chat with us.&lt;br /&gt;she's cool uh..down to earth sporean.u shld check out her photo, she's hot....20 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. she has this friend of hers..Amil, who's interested in The Nerves, and wanted a demo from us.&lt;br /&gt;which instantly reminded me of our first demo...Scrapp...it was so sad..our first song. and we for sure dun wanna have tt included in our new demo. i think we'll have 3 songs in our demo eh guys? Lumberjack, Mr Blue Ant, My Heroin. baaaaaaaaaaikkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;we we're talkin to jennifer till lee and i forgot it was time to break fast.&lt;br /&gt;so then, the closest outlet tt had consumable stuff was...the toilet. yes uh.&lt;br /&gt;we break fast with toilet water. the toilet nice uh. haa...&lt;br /&gt;so The Nerves' victory flag wasnt that drenched tt night. it sorta like lead us to a new path. and guess wat, we still get paid for not performing tt night. sweeeeeeet popcoooooooorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reality starts sinking in la.....pushing me down..to muddy waters..stuck..immobolised...stupifyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;it's the Os la syaq....wake up la..walan. i wrote bout 3 paragraphs by now and im still high at the thought of doing the demo. somebody shoot me la.. but i hate chem la. aiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yea. this was what i wanted to write abt.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SORRY. for those who came...i am thankful...but im sorry u came..it sounds stupid doesnt it..&lt;br /&gt;im thankful n sorry u came la.. ok. im sorry. even kai hwee came my god.. it was very chun uh e momo's father was going to india. yea.. and yunnie sorry. prem sorry. xue er, myra n her sister. affendi..will's friend..those who called to say u cant make it, it was totally cool. did i say im sorry?... k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u guys know that Michelle Wie , that chic playing golf in all the big tournament is 16? and that she's hot. oh me oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os.&lt;br /&gt;uh Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Os.&lt;br /&gt;yea,.&lt;br /&gt;cmon cmon.&lt;br /&gt;guys sorry.&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;Os.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112951559211783486?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112951559211783486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112951559211783486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112951559211783486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112951559211783486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/10/alright-i-signed-in-right.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112879252821231011</id><published>2005-10-09T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:35:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;coz i think i need to get it off me la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's important to do what u think is right..&lt;br /&gt;it may sound liberating , and sometimes a notch up at that, but..&lt;br /&gt;when the chance slips, when u know u should have done it..&lt;br /&gt;ure in regrets and dissappoinment start seeping in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my friend, u should now know, what's right and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how, sub consciously, under the influence of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a foreign substance&lt;br /&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seemed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to be of adverse effect  &lt;/span&gt;to you, would just&lt;br /&gt;spit out everything that u've been holding back, everything that u've been keeping inside, everything and anything tt u didnt want ppl to know..had been made known to ppl..&lt;br /&gt;scary uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fret not coz...it was fortunate to have ur best friends around untill ure&lt;br /&gt;...sane again.&lt;br /&gt;it was not one of best memories to have, but at that moment, u were vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;and everything that you did and said, somehow made an even closer bond with the ppl u treasure most. and for that, it was a bitter sweet story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just knw tt when u think there's no one, there's ur frends.&lt;br /&gt;and when there's nth to do, there's sch.&lt;br /&gt;and when there's nth to look forward to, just look at "lumberjack" B-)&lt;br /&gt;and i knw tt &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; means alot to you,but if 2 ppl were meant to be,they will alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everybody sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;tmr we're gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;i got my best fren beside me&lt;br /&gt;i got another infront of me&lt;br /&gt;everybody sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;tmr we're gonna be alright"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to sound gay, really&lt;br /&gt;but hey! ure the one who hugged me once too many~...remember %-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;think i can sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;16th!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112879252821231011?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112879252821231011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112879252821231011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112879252821231011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112879252821231011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/10/cant-sleep-coz-i-think-i-need-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112591448698898012</id><published>2005-09-05T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:03:44.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nirikays stood, rooted to the ground, staring at an all new drum kit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the best in town, TAMA.  Old green, with a tinge of yellow. just the way he like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"maybe i'll paste some cat stickers on it.." thought Nirikays to himself, already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;musing at the thought of havin tt brilliant showcase in his room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;from outside the music shop, he could see many boys sittin on stools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;playin acoustic guitar, lookin all cool and soulful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"probably tryin hard to serenade the jc gerls there.. " thought Nirikays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on sundays, there were guitar classes. most of the students were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;girs from the nearby junior colleges. Yes, they were eye candy, very alluring, to an extent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tt dropping by the shop have a totally different meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*gulp* time suddenly ceased. Nirikays found himself in a trance, it was like somebody pressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the MUTE button then everything went into a silent blur. His attention was fixated at this someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" shit!... " Nirikays cursed his watch as it beeped into a careless frenzy, interrupting his sensuos gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lunchtime was over, and he had to report back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he never turned back and look at a shop so many times before as he dragged himself to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he wasnt sure if it's bcoz of tt awesome drumkit, or that awesome gerl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nirikays was workin his ass off, hopin to god he could sum up enough to pay back what he'd lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was the same damn carelessness again. Not once, not twice....but thrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was the same old deficient trait of his tt has led him down into a spiral of guilt and self-reproaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A month after loosing his wallet at the gig, his mom bought him a brand new wallet,which could also be known as, just another wallet in line to fall victim thanks to his carelessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it was a long bus ride to the jammin studio and Nirikays got too comfortable in his seat. eventually, his wallet slipped off his back pocket. It all happened the same way, it was almost disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many weeks past. And many working days past. He earned $1111.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Through many visits to the shop, to make sure tt drumkit was still in stock, Nirikays learned tt, tt gerl he saw the last time, had a bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and he also learned tt they werent a happy couple. He could sense a break up anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he wasnt sure why he felt good abt it, it was almost pervertic. but he wasnt even sure what to do abt his feelings for tt gerl. he was already in a limp keeping a wallet. it was a longshot to even be friends with her. at this juncture of his life, he settled at the idea of bein more reserved. he figured he is not worthy to befriend with. he'd rather spend time working for cash, or write down lines of " i lost my wallet thrice " during his free time. he hated himself. he felt less guilty and somehow fair to keep to himself exiled from the common teenage life. common teenage life was something alien to Nirikays, but he knew they don't lose their wallet thrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Debts settled. Financial burden lifted. and all he had left was $11.&lt;br /&gt;As if his life didnt sound pathetic enough, his very rare desires went up into smoke;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" see u in my dreams then.. " said Nirikays to himself as he lay his eyes on the drumkit for one last time. he knew it will be sold off soon, and he couldnt get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;he walked a spiritless walk heading home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" not even tt gerl.. " he said, reminiscing tt moment of forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;didnt' know y i wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;so dun ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112591448698898012?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112591448698898012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112591448698898012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112591448698898012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112591448698898012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/09/nirikays-stood-rooted-to-ground.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112555378236591650</id><published>2005-09-01T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T13:53:15.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;greetings blog dwellers. ni hao ma? chi le ma? harap - harap baik aja~ nandri~&lt;br /&gt;ahhh..Racial Harmony=)) don't u guys just love the racial cohesion in our country.&lt;br /&gt;if u ask me, S'pore is where it is at now, thanks to racial harmony. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyways. there was once a boy. named Nirikays. he was really careless. really.&lt;br /&gt;he lost his first wallet when he was in primary 3. tt wallet had alot of 5-cents coins and 10-cents&lt;br /&gt;coins which he'd collected around his neighbourhood. At this tender age, he already felt a pang of loss and guilt for loosing his wallet. He vaguely recall to have the wallet slipped off from his back pocket while he clung onto the monkey bar, hanging upside down into his favourite "bat-beast" position. He vowed to not be a bat-beast the next time he played...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half a decade had passed when he finally got a new wallet. Albeit his bad experience carrying a wallet, he was sure he could be more responsible this time. besides, he found it hard to be bat-beast after 5 years without practise. he was 13 now, and thought tt he looked grown up with a black leather wallet. Pierre Cardin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few years'd past. Pierre Cardin was still the wallet he called his own.&lt;br /&gt;At the night of march 19 2005, Nirikays and his band got to perform at a party.&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well, and they shared a moment tt was unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;Unfogettable indeed, tt was the day Nirikays.....lost his wallet. He was then again guilt-stricken, but at a greater degree this time. He hated himself for bein so careless twice. He'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 1 of 2.&lt;br /&gt;to be continued..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112555378236591650?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112555378236591650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112555378236591650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112555378236591650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112555378236591650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/09/greetings-blog-dwellers.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112523118895714809</id><published>2005-08-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:13:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;"disengage people. let loose.&lt;br /&gt; let ur hair down. do the loosey goosey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phrase. quoted from the man himself.&lt;br /&gt;Adolf Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his nephew actually.&lt;br /&gt;Zelpher.&lt;br /&gt;he was a pimp.&lt;br /&gt;a saddistic, twisted, woman - beater.&lt;br /&gt;a psychopath , drunk with power.&lt;br /&gt;his every waking hours meant throwing his weight around,&lt;br /&gt;soliciting women, gallivanting at pubs, cursing peasents at sight,&lt;br /&gt;distributing drugs to kids he calls "candies", abuse women after&lt;br /&gt;losing his money (not tt he runs out it) gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zelpher was, however, nothing like the incorrigible bastard he had morphed into when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;He was an accident. Parentless. A bastard in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;Brought up by guardians, Bertzoix and Selheiz the real parents entrusted to.&lt;br /&gt;Little did they know, their son was used as a threshold for the insane Bertzoix and Selheiz&lt;br /&gt;to vent their anger on. He had sleepless nights crying, positioning his body in&lt;br /&gt;awkward contortions, making sure his bruises do not stain the bed sheets. Perhaps the cats at the streets has got more mercy than Bertzoix and Selheiz.&lt;br /&gt;Zelpher already looked scrawny as a toddler. God knows how many days he'd withstand with only dog food and drainage waste. It's a wonder how he survived.&lt;br /&gt;He never talks. Never play like other kids. He was alienated. He was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he sat one night, hoping to god ( an existence he imagined, who wont abuse him, something or someone that is non-Bertzoix, non-Selheiz) that his misfortunes will magically disappear, a man in&lt;br /&gt;tight-fitting brown suit came in with a long revolver shooting both his guardians. Everything happened at a blink of an eye, Zelpher's thoughts was scrambled by the 2 gunshots. His eyes was fixated at the striking right arm band of that man. Zelpher's dry lips cracked as he smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legacy,the world had learned and feared, was of his uncle's&lt;br /&gt;thanks and the doings of his undying perverse passion for bloodshed and misery. He feeds on cower, submission&lt;br /&gt;and plea. A satan, in human form, adorned with fiendish facial features.&lt;br /&gt;Glassy eyes. Pointed ears. Disgusting growth above his demonic lips people call moustache.&lt;br /&gt;Zelpher indulged on his uncle's reputation. He parades around town, gloryfying his uncle's&lt;br /&gt;heyday and whatnot. Poor Zelpher was deluded and intoxicated with so much hatred and&lt;br /&gt;dark past that he lost his soul. He pledged alliance with the most inhumane formation known to&lt;br /&gt;history, and was viewed by society as a parasite with authority bigger than his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine. If you could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;What if Zelpher was not brought by the wicked guardians.&lt;br /&gt;What if he was brought up, sheltered, showered with love and care by his parents.&lt;br /&gt;What if he was allowed to mix and mingle like kids should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would he be the same senseless Zelpher you have read about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in fact, all crap.&lt;br /&gt;nth abt this story is real. well maybe except for hitler.&lt;br /&gt;his name came into mind ferst coz the tv showed his face.&lt;br /&gt;what im doing is exaggerating the importance of having someone to&lt;br /&gt;care for you. be it from parents, friends or pets! and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon..would loosey goosey be even something they've heard before?=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112523118895714809?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112523118895714809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112523118895714809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112523118895714809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112523118895714809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/08/disengage-people_28.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112363696938729562</id><published>2005-08-10T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:22:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;umm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;er...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yknow that kinda feeling when u thought u really have lots to say, but......yknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;suddenly yer thoughts are robbed. you're not sure by what, or how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but u suddenly switch to stoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then u try very hard to keep on track, what the hell was i trying to say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you know that feeling? do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yknow how sometimes, u feel bored with what u have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but inside u, u know u have to be grateful for what's around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how sometimes u feel u were suppose to be doing something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but ure all cooped up and strapped down with the everyday routine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how u feel like running away into some other place and know that there are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;greater calling for you, then how suddenly u snap back to reality, laughing at yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thinkin how dumb u were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yknow how sometimes when u get sick, u think to yourself; if i was really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sick, like terminally ill, who will be around u at your hospital bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how sometimes u imagine what you'll be like when u grow old, will u remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;all your friends, will u have the love of your life alongside with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how sometimes u make up your own hypothesis as to what happens to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you when u die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yknow how sometimes u wonder how your parents manage to stay together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how they brought u up, the hardship they face trying to give u a comfortable life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;while at the same time being filal son/daughter-in-law and responsible brothers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and sisters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and...how sometimes u wonder why did u bother typing all these out??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112363696938729562?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112363696938729562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112363696938729562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112363696938729562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112363696938729562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/08/umm.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112220542697278711</id><published>2005-07-24T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T19:43:46.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so it ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lost wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;common test, c'mon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sabbie's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pay ic, money, none from s o r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vivvy. thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;devian silent as a rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;still am forgetful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that took nine seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wanna fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112220542697278711?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112220542697278711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112220542697278711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112220542697278711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112220542697278711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-so-it-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-112096456146337088</id><published>2005-07-10T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T11:02:41.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gimme sumtin better than a poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gimme sumtin better than a gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;meet the lady who planted all the poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she likes all the odds for the king to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cut my hair like u did to  my grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cut my lips just to greet with a lipless smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna be heard to be seen by her grandpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill wanna steal with her son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yeah yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yeah yeah yea yea Ooh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;br /&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;br /&gt;she just wanna kill she just wanna steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-112096456146337088?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/112096456146337088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=112096456146337088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112096456146337088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/112096456146337088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/07/scrapp.html' title='Scrapp'/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111992721816101141</id><published>2005-06-28T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:18:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well yknow..at least one and one makes 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but what if one is 2!??? what if??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least we see ourselves.even if my name's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least we found the building...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least we got the raksasa's attention..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least we ate chicken rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least leemel slept at gotham city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least will got static to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least i get one day to ponteng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least i can still reminisce the adrenaline rush..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well at least this is still at post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well well well ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111992721816101141?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111992721816101141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111992721816101141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111992721816101141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111992721816101141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-yknow.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111889426421639983</id><published>2005-06-16T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:15:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have some glue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have debts undue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lesson learnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;point of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;poly or jc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;or work cleaning urn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what the hell is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ade ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hey! guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;off the island, im gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;destinasi? Cameron Highlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;might just be one of them tea harvesters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yknow all the old chics pickin stuffs from the fields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i think i should ask fer their number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;u want?gegege&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hmm..wonder who'll miss me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;speakin of which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the other time, alex, jinbo n i crashed the airport to study overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of course..only i ended up studyin. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aaanyways.joel n i reached terminal 1 earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to see his gal off.but joel was cynical all the way, he didnt think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;he was gonna wave his juliet gdbye, or ever gonna have her love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when she comes back. yknow..feelings change and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i, like a half-senile partially retarded love doctor, told em to be strong and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and in me,somehow,  i felt so much wanting him to see his gal fer one last time before she leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eventually, after half hour of waitin and playin overn over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"right here waiting" with my phone, he did got to see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and the next day, she even called him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;perfect.perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dunno why i wanted to write tt out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's so not matching with the whole concept of this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oh well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cameron, here i come then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oh, accounts n chem txtbk are also taggin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;peace.out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111889426421639983?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111889426421639983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111889426421639983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111889426421639983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111889426421639983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-some-glue.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111880453190236372</id><published>2005-06-15T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T11:02:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really has been anemic these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;mmm..&lt;br /&gt;mm..&lt;br /&gt;sorry was eating fried rice in front of the comp&lt;br /&gt;and just told my nephew to get me another bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyways..&lt;br /&gt;really glad abt the postponement, i thought&lt;br /&gt;fer sure we're gonna have our chance squandered.&lt;br /&gt;there's a cat on the window...!!&lt;br /&gt;ahaa..&lt;br /&gt;put away a dead cat yesterdaay;(&lt;br /&gt;yea..drivers pleaseeee take note,&lt;br /&gt;cats are famous fer their curiousity,&lt;br /&gt;mjhgy( mashed by my cheeky nephew)&lt;br /&gt;funny, if i were him i'd mess up the whole blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.often times we're lazy, but do we do anything abt it?&lt;br /&gt;well..yea. =))&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song: Jack Johnson - Flake&lt;br /&gt;guys..good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknow how it rains outside and you're still in your&lt;br /&gt;sleepwear ( if there's such word) and it feels so nice&lt;br /&gt;and cooling and u only wanna go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;but ure suppose to bathe now.  ahaa..&lt;br /&gt;wake up slow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's shichang's berfdae today.&lt;br /&gt;i tihnk i'll buy em a present sumhow, hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today jamm. the nerves. \m/&lt;br /&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will got his new amp.&lt;br /&gt;lee's got his bass.&lt;br /&gt;syaq, where's yer drum? ade ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabbie momo.indivi. nice name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working capital + fxed assets = owner's equity&lt;br /&gt;ok? ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more fried rice liaoz. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure what i have been writin..ahh..&lt;br /&gt;i must be so sad and bored.&lt;br /&gt;but no what..&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111880453190236372?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111880453190236372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111880453190236372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111880453190236372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111880453190236372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/06/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111822743039191787</id><published>2005-06-08T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:40:58.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;heeeeey waaaaaaaaittttt i got a new complaint!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;forever in debt to yer priceless advice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;syaQ: hello blog. what's cookin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;blog: hello my good man. no, nth much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;syaQ: everything ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;blog: well...i feel empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;syaQ: oh sorry..i've been busy.i still love you, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;blog: yea?..=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;syaQ: *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;blog: write me baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*to be continued*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's nice typin out words without any restrictions right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;like say.....asdo;ip93up9qjdom;9usa;udosujp9u3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aup9d3aupd9upadj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sa9cmpaoiudp9up3a9urp93upa9fjoadsjfafafsaf;ijsafp9up9ajp[93dj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yea, sumtin like that. i love this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it's great to head down the beach sumtimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hell i even fell asleep on the lagoon at pahlawan this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;happy berfdae kakyan, nor, syasya, khobeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i need 2 more presents fer the june babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i might face bankruptcy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im a timed bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that'll burst anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hear it ticking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tick...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;haaargh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111822743039191787?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111822743039191787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111822743039191787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111822743039191787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111822743039191787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/06/heeeeey-waaaaaaaaittttt-i-got-new.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111665185975814282</id><published>2005-05-21T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:04:42.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high and dry... .. .. .. .. ... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mid year exams;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at the rate im passing, it's as good as falling all of the subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so much fer wantin to burn all the books after mid year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*trash all kerosene cans...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes.i did not really study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nor was i planning to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's those kinda things when u decide to see where u stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;w/o any self enrichment or tutorials..in this case, studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so hey..i see where i am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and...it's something that i cant be proud of actually....eek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and that's all there is to it. yes...the teachers are all over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wont start on my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that aside, i have other more prospective topics to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will, lee and i have entered in a band competition, organised by a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;local  press holdings. we're gonna kick some arse~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hopefully get some scouters who are interested in our band...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that'll be very very very very very..neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and..im also gonna play in a street soccer tourney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hopefully i'll bring some glory to the sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aunt's really sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she has this abdominal cancer.mom's really worried bout her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's dampening to see these kinda things happen..haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i might just make her kill me if i tell her my result..-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im so dead.and dead.and...dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im working.data entrier, i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yknow..need cash and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my form teacher was so so so so ultra kind to have paid fer me my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O level fees. so, im workin fer the repayin also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and to enroll myself in a drum class.hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or get myself a drumset.hahaha....ahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but im kinda yknow..feelin guilty to spend on anything on myself....yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im not a gd kid/student lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;people will go..see..played to much soccer and guitar..all yer grades slide~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hergh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so.im high on the downside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and dry on the highside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so much fer mid year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there ya go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;peace~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111665185975814282?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111665185975814282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111665185975814282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111665185975814282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111665185975814282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/05/high-and-dry.html' title='high and dry... .. .. .. .. ... ...'/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111548900096795789</id><published>2005-05-08T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:38:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid year tribulation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's been quite awhile since i last do this thing.&lt;br /&gt;i tried as much to recall and record what i have been doing or not, into this post,&lt;br /&gt;but current state of mind; capacitated with mounting information&lt;br /&gt;laced with constant anxiety of screwing up midyear, has yet again&lt;br /&gt;proved that, bad memory is a trait of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now, i still have 7 papers left to remind me what im doing(NOW)&lt;br /&gt;is not what i should do. what i should do - mugging.&lt;br /&gt;but i've been a nocturnal creature with an obsene relationship with&lt;br /&gt;textbooks and scrap papers as of late.&lt;br /&gt;so...guilt level is considerably low. fer now that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blank right now.&lt;br /&gt;1:59 am&lt;br /&gt;a minute to 2 am...duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..devian is at all time discreet these days.&lt;br /&gt;roz must be studyin.&lt;br /&gt;lee must be thinkin about his bass-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;will....don't worry.u'll get in.&lt;br /&gt;vivvy, just msged gnight.&lt;br /&gt;mom..im so glad u like that teddy =)&lt;br /&gt;the other souls that i've had contacts with..well..&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feelin a lil enveloped in this solitary night.&lt;br /&gt;here's something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been&lt;br /&gt;too long&lt;br /&gt;too cold since im, sittin by the wishin well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it comes&lt;br /&gt;it goes&lt;br /&gt;it stays untill, you see it in yer dreams n well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hollow skin&lt;br /&gt;haunted soul&lt;br /&gt;im still searchin but, im livin in a lieeE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it's okAY~&lt;br /&gt;i won't delay~&lt;br /&gt;turn the lights out&lt;br /&gt;im tired anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't let it stay&lt;br /&gt;just run away&lt;br /&gt;coz when the light're out&lt;br /&gt;im tired anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time&lt;br /&gt;put it down&lt;br /&gt;nevermind i still, have a little life n well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see yer face&lt;br /&gt;u were smilin but, only fer awhile n well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called yer name&lt;br /&gt;it's just a shame&lt;br /&gt;i hear beetls crawl, and nothing but my voicEee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you come&lt;br /&gt;you go&lt;br /&gt;you stay untill, i see you in ma dreams n well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hollow skin&lt;br /&gt;haunted soul&lt;br /&gt;im still searchin but, im livin in a lieeE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been&lt;br /&gt;too long&lt;br /&gt;too cold since you, left me by the wishin well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syaQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111548900096795789?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111548900096795789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111548900096795789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111548900096795789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111548900096795789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/05/mid-year-tribulation.html' title='mid year tribulation.'/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111399510920411003</id><published>2005-04-20T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:37:26.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im so proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i buried the poor cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;like i'd guessed, no one did nithing bout the poor cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it was 4 plus.just done "studying" in the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cant really do much in there, i felt feverish.im sick thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;n it's like i have soccer interhouse tmr...wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;niways, talkin bout shortcomings, we(aloy, xiong, moo) didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;had anything to 'save' the cat. we stared at each other fer a bit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;then i told them iwas serious bout doin sumtin to the cat see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;their bus came..n it passed. i smiled. so then, operation cat rescue commenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i looked around.yea, plenty of earth.plastic bag?..conveniently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tied on to a branch nearby.god knows how it got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hands to dig? i decided that to be the final resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so umm, i took out a "soyabean" can outtaf the trash, split it into 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and voila~  i got us a digger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dig dig dig. dig dig dig.xiong and moo were using the feet to sweep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the sand into a mount fer me to scoop and fill the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aloy was like standing there..."help me lerh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and he was like.. "use what??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im like..grrr " use your face can? push it with yer nose..arse.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyways. we got the job done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;love catss guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;peacE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111399510920411003?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111399510920411003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111399510920411003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111399510920411003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111399510920411003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-so-proud.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111390078572639012</id><published>2005-04-19T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:58:09.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yea.....................~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it was unbeeelieveable man..well, only fer about 5 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but it was sumtin i'll never erase or trade fer nithing else.ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well done joNny boy, NerrIne, and  Dzaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;with such short time fer practise, i think u guys were great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;felt the lil chill in the kness fer a bit.but it was all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pUre adrenaline rush at the chorus, well..melodiously(i hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;standing ovation. &lt;---check that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you'll never get plenty of that in one lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im just proud i got one already.*devilish smirk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;god.i saw a dead cat on the way to sch.my stomach turned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the next day, i saw the same dead cat, only more decomposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im like.god. ergh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if it's stil there on the 3rd day.immona go do sumtin bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;let's go SCRAP. let's go Mr Blue Ants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we got plenty right guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i was thinkin. Nyca's Project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..i want a cat.meoW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;meoW~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111390078572639012?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111390078572639012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111390078572639012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111390078572639012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111390078572639012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/04/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111347354845525265</id><published>2005-04-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T18:12:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh huh.while everyone's done with thier syf performance.&lt;br /&gt;it's my turn tmr.hehheh.feels like im so gonna screw.&lt;br /&gt;like suddenly losing my voice at the centre stage.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be a scene.........heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i want a cat.&lt;br /&gt;a shorthair british tabby.&lt;br /&gt;dun think there's anything like those here in S'pore.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.just want a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright~~~&lt;br /&gt;2 days to The Nirvs Jammin Day~&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;peAce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111347354845525265?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111347354845525265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111347354845525265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111347354845525265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111347354845525265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/04/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111181153213590540</id><published>2005-03-26T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T12:32:12.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*clenching fist*&lt;br /&gt;this is fer sure one of werst matches i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;who would've thought a nice friday aft could turn out to&lt;br /&gt;be football riot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was last few minutes of second half,&lt;br /&gt;in the opposing penalty area, the ball bounced and&lt;br /&gt;hit the defenders arm, which of course is a handball.&lt;br /&gt;so i appealed fer penalty. the referee/coach of the team&lt;br /&gt;'suddenly' got blind and didnt blow the whistle.&lt;br /&gt;alright fine, was what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if i wasnt annoyed and pissed enuff,&lt;br /&gt;this numbskull came up to me with his fuckface face and &lt;br /&gt;said in malay, 'ey why dun u show the ref a cam?' &lt;br /&gt;like fuel to fire, i exploded inside. but i kept calm fer a&lt;br /&gt;moment.no...he had to vomit sumore sarcasm and got my nerve&lt;br /&gt;tingling. so there. i got myself into a childish dispute.&lt;br /&gt;few seconds into the argument, this older guy motioned like a duckling towards me pointing like a toddler at my direction, and said&lt;br /&gt;in fiendish malay, 'ey, u got a prob with my bro??'&lt;br /&gt;now, i know he was comin to pick a fight, i can see it from his gorrila drawn face. i know i shouldnt be the one to start the fight.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited fer him to make the ferst move. as soon as he laid his filthy hands on my chest in hopes to push me off balance(right..)hell broke loose and the dispute turned into assault.&lt;br /&gt;those mofo got me 3 to 1. i managed to punch one right in the face and wrestle one to the ground, but hell the got me from the back with their boots as well...gays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that airhead referee only stopped the match when&lt;br /&gt;i got hit. that imbasel and disgrace to referees worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;so the guys held me back. and  eventually the fight ended..of course&lt;br /&gt;no thanks to the referee. god..as SabbIE would say it sounds like a tv show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ya..cut short the story. got me, and the 3 faggots &lt;br /&gt;in the interrogation room. now this is the bizarre part of the whole day. these 3 nymphoid totally change their face, all smilin all lookin like wha? what happened? i tell you, even goofy looked smarter~ so, they are actually 2 faced snakes existing in human form.&lt;br /&gt;and dunno fer what fuck, the police story out about his days as a football coach. and i stood there, ridiculed. what? it's story telling time now? hello!! i got beaten up you fatass!&lt;br /&gt;man.............&lt;br /&gt;oh..ya, this is the best part. he stared at me and said, it takes two hands to clap [ahh!!!! so wisEeeeE!!! someone give him a noble priZE!]&lt;br /&gt;n i feel as though..whoa..i dunno what i felt really.&lt;br /&gt;and the highlight of the whole show was that, we shook hands.and the POLICEMAN said they regreted what they did. so now they've got a speaker..they all turned silent. a total contrast to their unintelligent babbling of vulgars and whatnot at the field..very gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.good friday became a bad friday.&lt;br /&gt;my back...man..&lt;br /&gt;aight aight. this sucks. &lt;br /&gt;out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111181153213590540?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111181153213590540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111181153213590540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111181153213590540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111181153213590540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/03/clenching-fist-this-is-fer-sure-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111148596299898917</id><published>2005-03-22T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T18:06:03.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twist of fatE~</title><content type='html'>man..what a rush.what a rush...!!&lt;br /&gt;19 march, the day the nerves got its ferst&lt;br /&gt;performance. it was kickarse guys, i think &lt;br /&gt;we made our ferst impression a gd one~&lt;br /&gt;amazing hw far we've come only as a baby band..f**king&lt;br /&gt;terrific.luv u mel, luv u will, nvm how gay that sounds.&lt;br /&gt;we're just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..but hey, prior to that it was already havoc ya..&lt;br /&gt;we're sweatin our ass off at the dance floor..the people we're like&lt;br /&gt;so freakin dead right till' we showed some of our moves.&lt;br /&gt;duh!!..we started the danCe frenZy!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..we had this soul train and, in front of me was a hot caucasian babe. man..she was like, "oh my goD~" commenting on how&lt;br /&gt;silly it was to 'soul train' at her age~&lt;br /&gt;i was like, "like i know right~" then she just tagged along hah.&lt;br /&gt;her hair smells nice niwayz. hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..then ma peepz came!&lt;br /&gt;it was such'a great place to have yer crazy frenz arounD~&lt;br /&gt;aft our show, we just left the stage.oh yea, we left coz we're kinda pissed off..we did only 3 numbers. we're to do at least 5 songs..&lt;br /&gt;that canniving lame dickhead. such an ass..such an ass..&lt;br /&gt;reason behind our shortcoming was that there weren't nuff time,but know what? HE, HIMSELf, dickhead, shouted fer encore fer the next band..the screaming gayofied band. i was like..wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f that. niways. we got out. and hey~ Charm n Devian are chillin outsiDe~ so lee will and i hung around at the black leather sofa where there were..and made a fool outtaf ourselves ..as usual.&lt;br /&gt;this was the part i enjoyed most bout the whole day..apart from our show of course. maybe coz i missed that Charm, or maybe i just needed to destress so much that ultra lame jokes seemed to fit the bill to make my day. whatever it was, i was kinda glad devian , pun, Charm, and my band was there. it was..krezee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah..i thought i'd took plenty of pics with them, when my cam went dead at just the precise timing. joy.&lt;br /&gt;luckily managed to have one with both devian n charm in one of the pics. =D so sorry matt..u werent in any of the pics taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...so then. Charm had to leave fer home early. sent her to the station to see her off , with pun. n on the way there..it was so funny..there's this guy friend of hers. tall, specty, nerd sounding.i was like crackin joke throughout, but only he didnt laugh..n pun and charm was like, damn.u're so dumb. charm was like, oh nvm u moron. hmm..kinda petty that guy. maybe the joke wasnt really v funny in the ferst place? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far so good. so, we left the party.&lt;br /&gt;lookin fer some place to eat. hah..oh yea, halfway, lee got a gal's number. Sarah. that's a souvenier for em..heh..gluck man.&lt;br /&gt;where else but gd ol Changkees. heh..&lt;br /&gt;got an empty stoneage and settled down while chowin down on the hot goodies. =D&lt;br /&gt;then, pun n devian left. yes. so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around hmv afterwards.got tired then headed fer home.&lt;br /&gt;elijah n barak were with us then.&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole crazy i was pretty sure i didnt have my wallet with me. kinda sure i left it at home.&lt;br /&gt;so i borrowed fare money from eli.&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;then followed by a lil surpirse reception at home.&lt;br /&gt;pizza-thon. there were boxes of em. i devoured 6.&lt;br /&gt;niways..right up till then, the whole day seem so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;so happy.so gay.almost lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;win some lose some? well i certainly did.&lt;br /&gt;it turns out my wallet werent at home either.&lt;br /&gt;i got totally frantic.period.&lt;br /&gt;but it was already like past 12mid when i found that out.&lt;br /&gt;i got too tired, i decided to look fer it the next day.&lt;br /&gt;no sir.nowhere to be found.IC, EZ link, POSB card, heart shaped paper. all..poofed away from me.&lt;br /&gt;the wallet..had it since 9. man...hysteria i tell u...&lt;br /&gt;i got so pissed with myself..&lt;br /&gt;i still am...ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was such a crazy roller coaster of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;one time i was the happiest 17 yr old, then&lt;br /&gt;just down, wallowing in the shower. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there..that explain the twist of fate.&lt;br /&gt;but fact remains, that'd be one of my most remembered day.&lt;br /&gt;the birth of THE NERVES.&lt;br /&gt;the abduction of my precious wallet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinkyNUTS!!&lt;br /&gt;...out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111148596299898917?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111111499324559876</id><published>2005-03-18T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T11:03:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lackeffect..</title><content type='html'>performance comin up like less than an hour's time.&lt;br /&gt;excited?..yea&lt;br /&gt;y the face?..those whom i really wanted to see at the party will not be there..lack-effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..amazing how u know lotsa crazy people'll be there to watch u, yet u dun feel AS excited or anxious as havin "special" frenz to be there~  ..sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, others'll be there fer the support, devian, matt, amir. thanks guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if we've much to give actually..we're still a baby band and barely 2 months old~ but..as kurt would say..F*** it~&lt;br /&gt;it's the passion of playin rather than perfection.philosofizer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to nirvana.&lt;br /&gt;ouT~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111111499324559876?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111111499324559876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111111499324559876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111111499324559876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111111499324559876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/2005/03/lackeffect.html' title='lackeffect..'/><author><name>syaQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02802633937029498503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-7/787878/31.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11072582.post-111044242922024251</id><published>2005-03-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T12:09:22.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>career crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is so much importance placed on a piece of paper?        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it is if it's the O's cert, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well..some'll say, wait till u are to sit fer yer A's~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and that is if u make it to JC..close to unreachable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and it's still anarchy durin chem class...god save us..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;touched on matters of exams upon typin this ferst post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i'll be less guilty knowin at least i worry?...hah..that's so...tacky~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;still wonderin why i even bothered to have another blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mmm..well..beats havin lil events in life slip away thanks to stale memory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;then while enticing readers with my funny words im compiling these things as well..heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well, so much fer the resurrection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ouT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11072582-111044242922024251?l=ogieogie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ogieogie.blogspot.com/feeds/111044242922024251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11072582&amp;postID=111044242922024251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111044242922024251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11072582/posts/default/111044242922024251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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