<?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-23104834</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:36:47.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@&lt;*i -LiVE 'mY _liFe ^FoR "yOu*&gt;#&gt;</title><subtitle type='html'>I wrote your name in the sky,
the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
forever it will stay.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-6336569021388522318</id><published>2007-03-11T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T12:38:07.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally... after 2 mths.. im blogging agn..&lt;br /&gt;but seriously have no time lah..&lt;br /&gt;i mean have time.. but tt time i have is used for more meaningful things..&lt;br /&gt;like relaxing.. spending time wiht friends.. family..&lt;br /&gt;coz JC is really making u have diarrhoea..&lt;br /&gt;it is really2 hard.. studies wise..&lt;br /&gt;erm.. 5/30 for H2 maths wtb??&lt;br /&gt;7/30 for chem... 20/30 for econs...&lt;br /&gt;18/25 for phy.. haiyoo.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and soccer is really taking its toll..&lt;br /&gt;nxt2 week is a division... and i hope PE isnt tt strenous..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so i was an OGL for 2nd orientation... but i have to say..&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.. that the 1st orientation was way way better man..&lt;br /&gt;dunno lah.. and disco nite sucked alot...&lt;br /&gt;haiz... nvm lah.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of the ppl i noe frm 1st intake left.. gosh.. its really damn sad...&lt;br /&gt;victoria.. evelyn.. JX.. jelvin.. and alot mroe ppl..&lt;br /&gt;hope they all do well in their respective JCs..&lt;br /&gt;and really man.. Mr Quek said tt alot of ppl will appeal back here...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz NY is a real family in my eyes.. what i had in BP..&lt;br /&gt;sucks to what i have in NY.. =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk... wanna sleep.. soo tired.. ahhahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-6336569021388522318?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/6336569021388522318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=6336569021388522318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/6336569021388522318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/6336569021388522318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-7093652789243709164</id><published>2007-01-21T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so lazy to blog sia.. maybe deleting this blog or smthg.. hahaha... no time to update... soo.. i am currently in nyjc... a school that rox my socks off... thanx to the J2s and my current J1 batch... OMG... LOVE THEM... ahahhahaha.... and im taking PCME... H2... damn fcuking hard man... initially lah.. hope can cope in the future... oh yah.. photos.. wait ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNZ4Cfr7sI/AAAAAAAAABM/u4_LCqoQGq0/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022456828725554882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNZ4Cfr7sI/AAAAAAAAABM/u4_LCqoQGq0/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chun ing, gary de wei and me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNbJCfr7uI/AAAAAAAAABc/2-riYFC3uf0/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022458220294958818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNbJCfr7uI/AAAAAAAAABc/2-riYFC3uf0/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG13!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNb7ifr7vI/AAAAAAAAABk/mZUdMo11Zo4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNb7ifr7vI/AAAAAAAAABk/mZUdMo11Zo4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022459087878352626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNb7ifr7vI/AAAAAAAAABk/mZUdMo11Zo4/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of Og13.. ahha. and a crasher.. ;p lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNc1Sfr7wI/AAAAAAAAABs/dfvVzUXSpjc/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022460080015798018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNc1Sfr7wI/AAAAAAAAABs/dfvVzUXSpjc/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;us at sentosa... eric taking photo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNd4ifr7xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5h1ZknYceO8/s1600-h/me+gary+kathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022461235362000658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNd4ifr7xI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5h1ZknYceO8/s320/me+gary+kathy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gary and kathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNfcSfr7yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IXXcfuvM-1s/s1600-h/Image218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022462949053951778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNfcSfr7yI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IXXcfuvM-1s/s320/Image218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me jasmine and gary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got some more.. but lazy put lah.. and o lvl results coming out on the 2nd week of feb... =((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-7093652789243709164?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/7093652789243709164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=7093652789243709164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/7093652789243709164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/7093652789243709164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-lazy-to-blog-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIqiEzhqOWA/RbNZ4Cfr7sI/AAAAAAAAABM/u4_LCqoQGq0/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-4418695411550303786</id><published>2006-12-15T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T20:43:05.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so yesterday was the bbq...&lt;br /&gt;was fun but not as fun as the one in june...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why lah...&lt;br /&gt;only a few ppl swam...&lt;br /&gt;then the bbq spoilt my whole mood...&lt;br /&gt;the fire jz wont start.... ahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;then in the end... didnt finish the food... had to brg home the food...&lt;br /&gt;aft that... sent jasmine home with faris.. then headed home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k dah update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-4418695411550303786?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/4418695411550303786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=4418695411550303786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4418695411550303786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4418695411550303786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-so-yesterday-was-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-8138769002546471304</id><published>2006-12-10T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:16:11.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay this is a scary thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;suddenly i start seeing so many relatives getting married...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if its my turn?? so fast??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;itu pun kalau kahwin.. kalau ada jodoh.. skali tkde??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;habis aku kena tukar jadi pompan.. ahhaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok.... so i also realise that this is the time where i can enjoy myslf most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz no other holidays give me that kinda freedom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after a levels have to train for NS.. coz im fat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha.... then after NS hopefully uni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and then work... wah... then married...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOPEFULLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and death is a very scary thought.. so lets not elaborate.. haha... kk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OH... V FOR VENDETTA IS DAMN GOOD... WATCH IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-8138769002546471304?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/8138769002546471304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=8138769002546471304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/8138769002546471304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/8138769002546471304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-this-is-scary-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-3173636339427619611</id><published>2006-12-09T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:45:31.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... 4P2.... pay attention...&lt;br /&gt;for those who are going to mr loh's place for bbq...&lt;br /&gt;remember to bring this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS&lt;br /&gt;-extra underwear&lt;br /&gt;-extra clothing&lt;br /&gt;-empty stomach&lt;br /&gt;-humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;-extra undergarments (shant specify) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;-extra clithings as well&lt;br /&gt;-empty stomach&lt;br /&gt;-hardwork (to help bbq for the guys who are having fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah.. ok... aahahha...&lt;br /&gt;there will be swimming and all... i'll inform you all of the details later k...&lt;br /&gt;anw.. if u are curious as to who are gg... here are the list of ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ting Jun&lt;br /&gt;Sheedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Josh Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jin Zhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zul&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YiYao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joan&lt;br /&gt;Shirley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zhi Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeslina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ummairah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Afizah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so farr..... yeah... see you guys there.. and 4P2 pls come... 4P4 and 4T1 would be damn boring... no offense.. so make up the numbers guys... and gals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-3173636339427619611?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/3173636339427619611/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-9010436912868872716</id><published>2006-12-06T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T17:16:54.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PULLED BOTH HAMSTRINGS....&lt;br /&gt;AND MY LEFT THIGH....&lt;br /&gt;damn it.. i'll be out for 2 or 3 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;no soccer for me till the 21st... which will be my expected return...&lt;br /&gt;i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. bbq, swimming and nonsense at mr loh's hse on the 14th for 4P2...&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants to come and can come.. tell me fasterly...&lt;br /&gt;thx...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-9010436912868872716?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-6337376510163176530</id><published>2006-12-04T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:58:04.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All About Loving You - Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j20NmVqgwx8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j20NmVqgwx8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-6337376510163176530?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-4575455739135635736</id><published>2006-12-04T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:55:34.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok.. prom night was damn fun.. $50??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wth... it was worth it man... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;firstly.. we went to faris's house to change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;in the meantime we watched dodgeball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and little brittain.. courtesy of nadiana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha... the hairdresser did nthg there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahahha.... ok so aft that we wanted to book 2 MPV cabs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but turned out there were none.. so we headed down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hailed ourslves three taxis... reached RTC... drank abit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(cocktail reception??) there werent any cocktails..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahhaa... we then headed in at ard 7.15... wow... the place was damn grand lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;or maybe i've nvr been to such places...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then we had a video dedication... haha.. memories.. then aft that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FOOOD BAYBEH.... OMG lah... the food was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DELICIOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.... hahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;smoked salmon.. chicken with dunno what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pasta... choc truffle cake... heaven... hehe... of coz... i had to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ehem.. go shit twice to empty my stomach for more food intake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;who cares.. the toilet is damn clean lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahahah... then we had the games.... and then we had the prom kinga dn queen nomination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahaha... zaki was merepek... hahaha.... but it was loads of fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after that.. IT WAS DANCING WITH the HOT GIRLS.... ahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;all the girls on that nite were gorgeous... haha.... ok lah.. maybe nt all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahhaha.... went back by the Fath Mobile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(he came up with it.. mcm bat mobile lah kirakan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahaha.... reached home ard 12.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha.. what a lovely nite... and the pics.. are on faris's blog.. i mite post some here... kk ciao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-4575455739135635736?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/4575455739135635736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=4575455739135635736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4575455739135635736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4575455739135635736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-898195678791463682</id><published>2006-11-29T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:40:21.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. everything went well i guess...&lt;br /&gt;the training was great...&lt;br /&gt;shant elaborate lah...&lt;br /&gt;so tmr is prom nite.. gg to faris's hse to change and all...&lt;br /&gt;haiya.. no mood to blog.. wanna sleep... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-898195678791463682?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/898195678791463682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=898195678791463682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/898195678791463682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/898195678791463682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok_29.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-3964549668169006230</id><published>2006-11-28T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:06:54.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nadiana: im really sorry... but if u really mean what u said... then i respect that decision... bt u hv to accept things will be different....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4P2: sorry for not going to the chalet with you guys.. went out with my family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone: anyone wants tickets to the underage party at MOS i think on the 5th of dec?? i have contacts to help get the tix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng ping: thx for informing me that I HAVE A CHANCE TO ENTER NJC THROUGH SOCCER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going for another run at it.. this time the real coach is gg to look at me...&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i can make it... BUT I HVNT BEEN PLAYING KEEPER FOR LIKE 2 MONTHS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hw rusty will i be i dunno... but im damn happy lah...&lt;br /&gt;i also signed up for drumming lessons at YAMAHAhahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda easy lah the lessons.. but learn alot... yeah man..&lt;br /&gt;alot of happy thgs happened today... hope to have a better one tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJC HERE I COME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and nadiana.. forgive me man.. really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-3964549668169006230?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/3964549668169006230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=3964549668169006230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/3964549668169006230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/3964549668169006230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/nadiana-im-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-7624788259307001487</id><published>2006-11-28T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:13:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.... guys tend to cheat on girls...&lt;br /&gt;guys are perverts... guys cant keep their eyes off girls...&lt;br /&gt;thats why we are guys.. girls will be glad to hear this...&lt;br /&gt;we guys can say the nicest of things and then turn our backs on them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but girls are overly sensitive...&lt;br /&gt;and they tend to take advantage of guys...&lt;br /&gt;they always make guys feel that they are wrong...&lt;br /&gt;most girls are trouble coz they are rarely honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both are facts... if you cant handle it... then thats your problem...&lt;br /&gt;so think before being quick to condemn and generalise the opposite gender...&lt;br /&gt;coz if you do.. you must accept what and who you are..&lt;br /&gt;if u are hit back... u shdnt go berserk... and fed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically.. all i did was say what girls are.. generalising...&lt;br /&gt;after seeing her talking about all the bad things of being male...&lt;br /&gt;and then she just blasted me off...&lt;br /&gt;saying that she won't tell me anything else??&lt;br /&gt;and since then.. she kept quiet till today...&lt;br /&gt;she said she wasnt angry about the whole thing ytd..&lt;br /&gt;but she's ignoring me?? haha... watever lah actually...&lt;br /&gt;like what she said.. i have other things to worry abt...&lt;br /&gt;but i still end up asking her if she's alrite..&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyoyo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's up with girls keeping quiet and ignoring guys??&lt;br /&gt;ok.. it depends on who the guy is actually...&lt;br /&gt;an example would be the guy telling the gal that he likes her...&lt;br /&gt;so often the girl ignores the guy... for what particular reason???&lt;br /&gt;what bad thg has that guy done?? such immaturity on the girls' part...&lt;br /&gt;why cant girls communicate openly??? talk???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats wrong with guys as well?? coz somehow when we get agitated...&lt;br /&gt;all we wanna do is beat the other person up??&lt;br /&gt;more immaturity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all im saying is that can we all behave like civilised human beings??&lt;br /&gt;communicate instead of beating each other up...&lt;br /&gt;or hating and ignoring someone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all those out there who knows me in person...&lt;br /&gt;AM I A F****** ANGEL???&lt;br /&gt;DO I ACT LIKE AN ANGEL??&lt;br /&gt;IS TRYING TO CARE 'ACTING LIKE AN ANGEL'???&lt;br /&gt;im a freaking human... im nt perfect..&lt;br /&gt;its jz in my nature to ensure people are ok...&lt;br /&gt;and after ytd argument.... i dunno what to say...&lt;br /&gt;just do what you feel is right... if that means killing me..&lt;br /&gt;throwing me away from your life....&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still be here asking u of ur alrite...&lt;br /&gt;being an idiot that u like to torment..&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-7624788259307001487?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/7624788259307001487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=7624788259307001487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/7624788259307001487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/7624788259307001487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-4031221176704687542</id><published>2006-11-27T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:01:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this week isnt as hectic as last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but still everyone is hyped up abt prom nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it better meet our expectations... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wed went gym... and boy did my whole body ache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chests... thighs.. calves.. hips.. arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had a damn freat workout....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok on sat went jamming with my pri sch frens and SOMEONE else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;who played the keyboard... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it was ok lah... without any major improvements...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we need a vocalist.. anyone can sing well???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then went to zafirah's hse... (faris's cuz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me wan zorro and neb were kinda late... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ate... talked to the old guys and gals.. had fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sun... i hv finally graduated from MindChamps!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha... ok.. big deal actually... but the whole course was fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and enriching... plus i find learining much more interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think.. wonder hw interesting JC can be.. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today on mon.. played soccer with the guys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woah... pancit like siao man... long time hvnt played outfield...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but it was refreshing... hehe... playing agnst Shuqun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and then Fuchun... CCK and i dunno which other ppl frm other sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha... after that... we headed to mustafa centre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fath bought shades there and im the only one left without them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;zaki changed his shoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i mite be running into problems with this makcik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;damn troublesome haiyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;from help become problem... shant elaborate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then supposed to go for jacuzzi... at CCK swimming complex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but it rained... damn tiring lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so thurs is the prom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;salin baju kat rumah faris ngan fazli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah man... im wearing... aiyah.. later see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nthg fashionable.... t-shirt with blazer.. smthg lidat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shirt like funny to me lah.. ahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and we renting.... or booking rather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drum roll*......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A TAXI!!!!!! nyahaha... i dunno lah.. see first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-4031221176704687542?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/4031221176704687542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=4031221176704687542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4031221176704687542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/4031221176704687542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-week-isnt-as-hectic-as-last.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-8905343447751527214</id><published>2006-11-23T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:37:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;whoeva wants to see the 2nd day jalan raya pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;go to faris's blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anw... what happens if u fall in love with ur best friend??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha... tt qn kinda struck me when i was watching Kuch Kuch Hota Hai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lol... will the story end like fel's(sorry)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;whereby both ppl jz fall apart???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;or will the relationship be a successful one???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what if the relationship starts nw??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;will it last as long as it will be if it starts later???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;is it wrong to fall for ur best friend???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;will everything be different in a good way???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;or a bad way???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ahahaha... all this from a movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and fel's relationship... damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haix....... life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and what's up with married men and illicit affairs with another woman??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;or women whichever makes him happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bloody bastards... give the wrong impressions of men...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;maybe some of us are like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but whatever these married men do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it becomes a general statement for all the males out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;isn't one enough??? life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;can never fully understand life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;even if u don die and live to see armageddon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-8905343447751527214?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/8905343447751527214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=8905343447751527214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/8905343447751527214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/8905343447751527214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoeva-wants-to-see-2nd-day-jalan-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-1997501937001157020</id><published>2006-11-19T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:04:59.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/448767/Picture%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/695637/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/467582/Picture%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/305971/Picture%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cheating death... lol.. tk sgt ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/360932/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/918075/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zaki... Siapa je dia tngh fikirkan... Chipmunk?? haha... ooops.. sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/704797/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/760729/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 yrs of friendship like what faris said... risked it all at the road divider.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/796933/Picture%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/324071/Picture%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;agn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/617907/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/8951/Picture%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makaning at my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/232448/2006_1118JalanRaya20060057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/613586/2006_1118JalanRaya20060057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaki Halim and Isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/728015/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/72475/Picture%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/728015/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wandi and faris eating HOT MACARRONI at Fath's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/431561/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/881773/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group photo at Fath's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/417902/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/965268/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halim's house... played game.. makan-ed.. and watched discovery channel along with other shows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/1600/410865/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3394/2820/320/140440/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at my place.. watching longest yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-1997501937001157020?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/1997501937001157020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=1997501937001157020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/1997501937001157020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/1997501937001157020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/cheating-death.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-5962826162520505069</id><published>2006-11-17T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:08:30.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OHH YEAH!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FREEDOM!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well for those who have been in a world of their own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gg jln raya and doing hwk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O LVL IS OVER MAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeah... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so many thgs to do in just ONE FREAKING MONTH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;today played soccer with the guys at the tadpole field...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I SAW TADPOLES!!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tmr gg jln raya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sun playing soccer again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mon gg jln raya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tues gg school and then playing soccer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wed i dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaa... thurs gg out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;damn... it is a tiring week but an enjoyable one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;no stress... no worries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life...... hahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok... what the hell is wrong with guys who wants to beat ppl up??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just because their ex-gfs break up with them???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and these are the stupidest ppl in the whole world coz they only know hw to beat ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no brain to reason out things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;idiots... and nw im on the most wanted list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;coz i helped a girl break up with her guy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;asshole... bloody stupid mat guy... doesnt earn my respect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have mat friends who are mats but have brains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this guy... can rot for all i care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVLE IS OVER!!!! =DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-5962826162520505069?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/5962826162520505069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=5962826162520505069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/5962826162520505069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/5962826162520505069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/ohh-yeah-freedom-well-for-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116332572122210106</id><published>2006-11-12T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCKING HELL...&lt;br /&gt;CCB SIMILAN ISLAND...&lt;br /&gt;CHONG CHICKEN...&lt;br /&gt;BASKETBALL...&lt;br /&gt;BEEF STEAK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell lah... why am i so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;bring all my hangbao money...&lt;br /&gt;in my wallet...&lt;br /&gt;now my wallet dropped in the bus...&lt;br /&gt;with my prom nite ticket...&lt;br /&gt;and... 120 dollarssssssss..... =((((&lt;br /&gt;that one i saved to watch movie with friend(s).. buy HP...&lt;br /&gt;go jamming....&lt;br /&gt;walaueh... basket...&lt;br /&gt;lucky don have my IC inside... photocopied it...&lt;br /&gt;AARGGHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite... 7 more papers of 4 different subjects...&lt;br /&gt;INTENSE PAPERS...&lt;br /&gt;A Maths... Physics and Chem...&lt;br /&gt;The last lap of stress...&lt;br /&gt;and all will be over...&lt;br /&gt;YESS SSSSSSSSS.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i doubt the girls read my blog...&lt;br /&gt;so... BP guys... Muslim guys i mean.. eh.. but if josh and whoeva wanna follow can i think...&lt;br /&gt;haha... ask faris lah...&lt;br /&gt;this sunday...&lt;br /&gt;try make urslves free... haha... okok...&lt;br /&gt;ciao... gtg studies....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116332572122210106?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116332572122210106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116332572122210106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116332572122210106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116332572122210106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/fucking-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116297899850168509</id><published>2006-11-08T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o level-ing...&lt;br /&gt;haha... so far.. ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;can cope.. i think... but i dunno lah... feel so insecure...&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll do well...&lt;br /&gt;killer papers soon... geog...&lt;br /&gt;a maths.. physics and chem...&lt;br /&gt;haha... brace ourslves for the ride of our sch journey...&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the remaining of our holidays like&lt;br /&gt;eating never ending chocs....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116297899850168509?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116297899850168509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116297899850168509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116297899850168509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116297899850168509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-level-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116100402921876592</id><published>2006-10-16T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/wandi%20faris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/wandi%20faris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;wandi and faris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/Medanialmicdavidnfaris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/Medanialmicdavidnfaris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Me, Ummairah, Michele, David, Faris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/I_vegotgaysinmyclass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/I_vegotgaysinmyclass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;good photgraphy skills... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/zul%20spoil%20gambar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/zul%20spoil%20gambar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;ZUL spoil gambar.. haha.. joking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116100402921876592?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116100402921876592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116100402921876592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116100402921876592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116100402921876592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/wandi-and-faris-me-ummairah-michele.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116100288855767691</id><published>2006-10-16T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright... i have decided to finally start studying...&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i may not be blogging that much...&lt;br /&gt;school has ended for the graduating classes...&lt;br /&gt;well... goodbye... and here are more 4P2 photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/4P2%20friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/4P2%20friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;'family'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/Brokeback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/Brokeback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;brokeback??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/Coolestguyever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/Coolestguyever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;what the faris... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/Faris!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/Faris%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;no comments... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116100288855767691?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116100288855767691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116100288855767691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116100288855767691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116100288855767691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116075408837320896</id><published>2006-10-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok.. i just have to blog about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;damn.. heartbreaking man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;imagine doing a lot of things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but it goes down the drain coz its not appreciated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;by someone u care alot about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and that someone thinks you are a total nutcase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thinks that you are not human coz you hurt his/her feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thinks that you are out to ruin the relationship he/she's in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thinks you are out to get his/her partner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thinks that you are an asshole... a bastard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok.. am i exaggerating???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but its somewhere ard there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ah but who cares rite?? if i hated your boyfriend/girlfriend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I WOULD HAVE SAID IT PUBLICLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;UNFORTUNATELY... i dont... ok so u happy now???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but you wont be reading this anw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so agn... i doubt you'd read this unless i tell you to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you trying to make it up???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i dont need it.. whats done is done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i dont usually dwell in the past.. tho it hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;besides... how wld it benefit me if you make it up??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;would i gain anythg but temporary happiness???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;anw... im always wrong in what im doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im this lah.. im that lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok so set.... everyone... im no longer human...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;every laughter... every tear... every feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;no longer has no meaning... kinda cool right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh yah... whats cool.. my robot wires may not function coz of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha... but dont want lah... no fun... im born a human...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kinda insulting not to be called one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;humiliating??? is that the word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i dunno lah... maybe im an animal like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;wolverine or sabretooth... sabretooth lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im as fat as him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so.. me david syahir and julius maybe performing during bpian idol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;singing... nah... wont spoil the surprise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha... heard alfee and some 4B students joining again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha... ooo.. too bad no xuan tong... WE COME IN PEACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haha... ok bye.. sleeping nw... if i can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIES... MISUNDERSTANDING... THATS WHAT IT WAS BETWEEN US...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU WANT TO MAKE IT UP... DEVELOP THE UNDERSTANDING...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT THEN AGAIN... HAPPY ROMANCING WITH WHAT YOU HAVE...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE DANIAL... HELLO...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116075408837320896?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116075408837320896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116075408837320896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116075408837320896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116075408837320896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116057123765007396</id><published>2006-10-11T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sun settled behind the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Engulfing the skies with red streaks of life&lt;br /&gt;It is a joy to watch, wonderfully hurtful&lt;br /&gt;Easing my pain, a fool who waited in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still in my head? In my heart&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you tell me, you love him&lt;br /&gt;I am letting you go, but it's hard&lt;br /&gt;As I look back again, I realised I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You are the girl for me, the one I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;It's you I wanna be with and no one else&lt;br /&gt;I'd bleed to be with you, I've shed tears for you&lt;br /&gt;My heart's always open, should you choose to come&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I stared blankly, across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of you, wondering how beautiful you look&lt;br /&gt;As the breeze caressed softly, I close my eyes and feel you&lt;br /&gt;What it would be like to have you close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to wait, till my love fades&lt;br /&gt;When will this be? Is it forever?&lt;br /&gt;But before it's gone, take a look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It shows you my feeling aren't lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I captured that sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;The moments your eyes melt my heart&lt;br /&gt;All i gotta do is say your sweet name&lt;br /&gt;To know that you are my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your name engraved in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's your face, a permanent feature I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm yours, my heart my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Babe it's you I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116057123765007396?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116057123765007396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116057123765007396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116057123765007396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116057123765007396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/sun-settled-behind-clouds-engulfing.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116048564750069568</id><published>2006-10-10T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all right... today last day in cabin...&lt;br /&gt;ccb similan island... *sniffs...&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. anw... here are some photos of our classmates...&lt;br /&gt;haha... enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&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;Where is wallace?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Do you wanna eat?? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/Picture0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/Picture0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Jack having chocolate orgasm... haha...&lt;br /&gt;kk..&lt;br /&gt;more coming up soon...&lt;br /&gt;haha... 4P2.. we rock man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116048564750069568?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116048564750069568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;am in the school com lab now.. stupid survey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no pe... chicken... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw.. after moderation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i got 14 points... haiz... still lousy man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;syarah got 9, eddie got 11...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha... last day in cabin classroom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to my cabin classroom... we wish you the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha... jamming on thursday with julius and wan they all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aft that composing our own songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;learning guitar soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha... ok bye.. michael peacock finds out i die liaoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116043953968635493?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116043953968635493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116043953968635493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116043953968635493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116043953968635493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/am-in-school-com-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-116022903538811056</id><published>2006-10-07T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so what do u expect me to feel???&lt;br /&gt;now that you like/love someone else???&lt;br /&gt;haha... life...&lt;br /&gt;full of surprises...&lt;br /&gt;even when you expect it... it still surprises you...&lt;br /&gt;yup... to all out there... if you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;yah you all know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what to feel...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw... me and the guys were given a ride...&lt;br /&gt;on KHIDIR'S FATHER's lorry...&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun experience...&lt;br /&gt;especially with the guys there...&lt;br /&gt;i think it might be the first time i was on board a lorry...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the school moderated our marks...&lt;br /&gt;so im kinda expecting an 11 points after minusing the bonus points...&lt;br /&gt;NJC??? maybe... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and nadiana... good luck with whatever you're in...&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to apologise.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;you did the rite thing...&lt;br /&gt;so... erm.. i expect to see you happy more often now???&lt;br /&gt;haha... take care friend.....&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy... will pray for you that it lasts....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-116022903538811056?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/116022903538811056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=116022903538811056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116022903538811056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/116022903538811056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-what-do-u-expect-me-to-feel-now.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115995917654740616</id><published>2006-10-04T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And will you never try to reach me? It is I that wanted space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sober now for 3 whole months it's one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I'll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's&lt;/span&gt; good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Until I saw your blue eyes crying and I held your face in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And then I fell down yelling "make it go away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And then she whispered "How can you do this to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hate Me - Blue October&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/23104834-115995917654740616?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115995917654740616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115995917654740616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115995917654740616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115995917654740616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-to-block-out-thoughts-of-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115979874897984914</id><published>2006-10-02T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:58.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday was one hell of a night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I snapped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just snapped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dunno what made me do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dunno what made me feel that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dunno what I'm feeling now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dunno what I'm gonna do now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's just so fucked up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So to whoever it concerns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know it doesnt help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And yah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You deserve someone better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I should have respected your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I should have been that friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But I wasnt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Should haves are too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'll promise to start over a friendship that was once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;That was once deserving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But I know things will never be the same again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sart anew??? Give me time to get over what had happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But time isnt what I have...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Graduation in 3 weeks.... ARGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haha... GOODBYE BP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115979874897984914?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115979874897984914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115979874897984914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115979874897984914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115979874897984914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-was-one-hell-of-night.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115978496471421152</id><published>2006-10-02T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;ALL ABOUT LOVING YOU - BON JOVI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looking at the pages of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faded memories of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistakes you know Ive made a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I took some shots and fell from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby, you were there to pull me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weve been around the block a time or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im gonna lay it on the lineAsk me how weve come this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The answers written in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every time I look at you, baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I see something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont wanna sleep tonight, dreaming is just a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I look at what my lifes been comin to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im all about lovin you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ive lived, Ive loved, Ive lost, Ive paid some dues, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weve been to hell and back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through it all youre always my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For all the words I didnt say and all the things I didnt do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tonight Im gonna find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can take this world away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Youre everything I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just read the lines upon my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im all about lovin you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115978496471421152?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115978496471421152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115978496471421152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115978496471421152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115978496471421152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-about-loving-you-bon-jovi-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115952504024918848</id><published>2006-09-29T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ALRIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My PRELIM RESULTS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Laugh at me ppl... Motivate me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NJC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HML: A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ENG: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E MATHS: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PHYSICS: A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MALAY O LEVEL: B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CHEM: B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;COMB. HUMANS: C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A MATHS: C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GEOG: D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;L1R5: 18... kena SAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;damn... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the whole batch got a good lashing from principal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but we did studied hard.. most of us lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lol... gtg prepare dinner... bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115952504024918848?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115952504024918848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115952504024918848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115952504024918848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115952504024918848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115919438547633539</id><published>2006-09-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Guy facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy is quiet, he's listening to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy is not arguing, he realizes he's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy says, "I'm fine," after a few minutes, he means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy stares at you, he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When you're laying your head on a guy's chest he has the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy calls you everyday, he is in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a (good) guy say he loves you, he means it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy says he can't live without you he's with you till your done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When a guy says, "I miss you," he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Girl facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after a few seconds, she is not at all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl lays on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl calls you everyday, she is seeking for your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl wants to see you everyday, she wants to be pampered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says, "I'll love you forever," she means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says that she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says, "I miss you," no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*~*Guys*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1. She makes eye contact and smiles at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.&lt;br /&gt;3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;9. You catch her staring at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;12. She knows your phone number and address. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;13. She will try and talk, and spend time with you as much as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*~*Girls*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. He stares at you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. He hits you a lot. (just play hitting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a conversation with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. He blew off his buds to go see "Run Away Bride" with you because you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.&lt;br /&gt;6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. His voice gets softer ("Hey, you") when ever you two talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. You hung up on him. He called you back.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9. You where invited by him to a group outing.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;0. He called you to talk about nothing at all.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do snort sometimes which makes you laugh even harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13. He sometimes stares into your eyes.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;14. He every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, ass, thighs, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How guys express their love!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY is quiet and is alone, he's is thinking how good you're, Miss you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY is lying on his bed, he is thinking deeply why he loves you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY looks at you in your eyes, he wants to tell you how much he loves you and how important you're. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY answers "I'm Fine" after awhile, he is not and feels hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY keep asking you the same question, he is wondering why you are lying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY hugs you while sleeping, he is wishing that you belongs to him forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY calls you everyday, he Miss You and wants your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY wants to see you everyday, he cares for you and want to know how are you today. When a GUY SMS u everyday, he wants you to know he is fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY says I love you, he really means it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY says that he can't live without you, he has made up his mind that you are his future wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a GUY says "I Miss You", he wants to see you immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115919438547633539?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115919438547633539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115919438547633539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115919438547633539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115919438547633539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/guy-facts-when-guy-is-quiet-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115867703064744692</id><published>2006-09-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CHASING CARS - SNOW PATROL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt; How I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115867703064744692?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115867703064744692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115867488099268535</id><published>2006-09-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM OFFICIALLY GIVING UP...&lt;br /&gt;cant take it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt WANT to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;she RELUCTANTLY talks to me...&lt;br /&gt;and this sucks... alot... big time...&lt;br /&gt;all because i was too honest... fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tmr is the last paper... chem paper 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;overview of prelims: easier compared to mid-yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;definitely... well maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;didnt push myslf as much as i did for mid-yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;felt so insecure... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so me and josh were contemplating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;NJC... or somewhere else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he kept asking me to recommend him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha... but i myself dunno whether can enter or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lols... fasting month coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;start on sat... o level practical coming... die liaoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115867488099268535?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115823526891621540</id><published>2006-09-14T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still - Backstreet Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Blue and red tells the whole story..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you now&lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;did you change somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At this very moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we(&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;) were(&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;) young and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how I fight it, can't deny it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still care about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Instead of moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I refuse to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah, I'm stuck in a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That wasn't meant to last (to last)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've tried to fight it, can't deny it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You don't even know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still care about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just like you found me, then I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Would never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Need you, care about you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm right beside you (like I'm right here beside you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But still no word from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115823526891621540?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115823226148131915</id><published>2006-09-14T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PHYSICS PAPER ONE IS SUPPOSED TO GET ME 40/40!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Basketball... Chicken rice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haix... E Maths overall was slightly difficult than expected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Damn it... There goes my A1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Misunderstood one qn... CCB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So tmr is a break...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Can rest... Study chem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Played soccer just now... Can hardly walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muscle too tight... then just play like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stupid wandi kicked me on my ankle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bodoh ah kau... Dah bengkak... Nk jalan pun susah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alrite... Got this from Zorro's blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the three hardest words to say is I love you, I'm sorry, and help me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maybe true to some extent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It is always hard to say I love you to your parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The first time you tell someone you love her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm sorry and help me?? Maybe lah dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ego??? Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WoAH... this is a long post... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arsenal won... Exam sucked... SO a rather okay day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha... studying chem now... ciao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115823226148131915?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115823226148131915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115823226148131915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115823226148131915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115823226148131915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/physics-paper-one-is-supposed-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115796157883069706</id><published>2006-09-11T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:57.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By me.. edited by kak eliza...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You had never seen tears flowing down&lt;br /&gt;Fear and pain engulfing me&lt;br /&gt;Numbing my senses as I drown&lt;br /&gt;The moment I set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still recall when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;When I could still hold on&lt;br /&gt;I could barely take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;All my loving is now gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things might have changed&lt;br /&gt;But inside I felt deranged&lt;br /&gt;When you couldn’t love me&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand, I just can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love you again would be hard&lt;br /&gt;After you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;Taking a knife and plunging it through&lt;br /&gt;Just because I told you how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bled inside, struggling to live without you&lt;br /&gt;You didn't care if I would make it through&lt;br /&gt;And as I was lying there helpless&lt;br /&gt;You just couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven turned into hell&lt;br /&gt;Six feet under I fell&lt;br /&gt;Together with the love that was created&lt;br /&gt;A story not completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you played in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;This heart's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ff33;"&gt; tearing heard aloud&lt;br /&gt;It's the time for goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I take a bow, I'm walking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115796157883069706?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115796157883069706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115796157883069706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115796157883069706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115796157883069706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/by-me-edited-by-kak-eliza.html' title='By me.. edited by kak eliza...'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115796135020794691</id><published>2006-09-11T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey... Whoo... Was relieved when Geog was over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A Maths and Lit tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Must do well... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw... went for the mindchamps course yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;changed me quite a lot in terms of mentality towards studies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;memorised geog their way for 2 hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alot went in i must say... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the paper just now... i wld say it wld have been harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had i not study... duh... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND YES!!! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GO TO FARIS' BLOG&lt;/span&gt; FOR fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;check it out man... And &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;go to kenny sia's blog&lt;/span&gt; too... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok.. holidays... arent really considered holiday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i rested too much... hardly studied... well who cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;holidays man... now then start to study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fasting month coming... kinda fast... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so... me, wan, and zorro went to jam with 2 other ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;me, wan and zorro planning to compose our own songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;planning to get a bassist, keyboardist, singer/drumer(maybe)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;kinda cool... but all this are just plans... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and finally... Paul Twohill is out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kinda sad really coz his personality is admirable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tho he cnt really sing that well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but he impressed me with a few songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;jon getting worse... haiz... jasmine was fantastic... hady... consistent...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to the person impersonating nadiana on my tagboard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;please stop all the rubbish... she doesnt love me so period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing to talk about... it is not good to disturb other ppl's feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so... please stop the nonsense... get your own life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and stop loving me... im not available... my future wif booked me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i marry... damn... wonder who it is... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO ALL PRELIM CANDIDATES... GOOD LUCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO 4P2... AS ALWAYS... MAKE MRS CHIU PROUD SO SHE WONT NAG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA... ok.. bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115796135020794691?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115796135020794691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115796135020794691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115796135020794691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115796135020794691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115752768409143009</id><published>2006-09-06T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;misunderstood... again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;didn't talk as much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up... she was the first person he thought off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyday... every moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thinking about what he had done the night before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he jeopardised all that he had with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because of his selflessness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of wanting her so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the more he think, the more confusing it gets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so don't think... but when he is alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that can be considered impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it seems that all that he do... ends up in tragedy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when all he wanted... was to love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SO... I had Physics remedial yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Was quite helpful... Decided not to go today to revise other subjects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Left earlier... To eat... And go for the MindChamps course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Which is very helpful... And beneficial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Met some familiar faces... And girls.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Reached home at around 11.10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then watched National Security, a movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alone... Haha... Funny show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Any show with Martin Lawrence is funny... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LIFE AS WE KNOW IT reached the last episode... Boo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... Soo erm... Approx 2 mths left to O levels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Written paper... So fucking fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Listening to the Friends Forever song by Vitamin C is it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mug... mugg... muggg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115752768409143009?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115752768409143009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115752768409143009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115752768409143009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115752768409143009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/misunderstood.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115737989548205003</id><published>2006-09-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im just so confused... tell me what's going on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115737989548205003?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115720567566224821</id><published>2006-09-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;great day... didnt talk to her for the whole day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiz... shant comment and talk on that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;actually nthg interesting has happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;perhaps... may be joakim's exit from Singapore Idol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and epl... tevez and mascherano joining west ham...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WTH right??? soccer... fool of surprises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;teachers day celebration was okay lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;not bad... gonna miss our class... 4P2 alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;really man... we had lotsa fun together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jasmine... whose laughter makes ppl laugh... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wandi... irritating ppl... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;faris... the self-proclaimed hot dude... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me... that fat ass of the class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;joshua chong... nonsensical guy... joker.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;daryl.. bamboo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sheedy... nerd... haha... and yah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so many ppl worth mentioning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gonna miss the special person in our school as well... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh.. hisham's rendition of here without you is damn good lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;regret not bringing camera... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then went back to admiralty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;supposed to meet zorro and the rest... but they waited and waited for neb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in the end neb came late and they didnt go adp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so cikgu hartini... miss her alot... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;saw mdm normala and mdm veni as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nthg much to blog also... coz my life is kinda mundane with studies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;games... haha... and tv... didnt go physics remedial today coz i woke up at 10...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wth rite.. haha... havent been studying for 3 days... must buck up soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn it... o lvl so near... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mug... mugg.. muggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115720567566224821?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115720567566224821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115720567566224821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115720567566224821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115720567566224821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115710547923939399</id><published>2006-09-01T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i thought i was the only one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel sorry for her... needing to go through what she did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz... she doesnt deserve it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;holidays are here!!!!!! but wth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need to go back sch for physics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i also dunno what to do but mug...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe go out and jam or watch movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life sux at the moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what was once great... became bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stupid MSN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115710547923939399?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115710547923939399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115710547923939399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115710547923939399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115710547923939399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-thought-i-was-only-one.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115676851786099958</id><published>2006-08-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deep thoughts... Thinking and thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Graduating soon... Somehow... Not that excited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe I am... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Feelings not treated with respect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not taken seriously... True...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Or just an illusion playing in the mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Prelims.... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chem as usual sucked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But it wasn't that bad compared to mid-yr's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hope can score A1 for practical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can help push my chem higher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aiming for at most 8 points for prelims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seems impossible... Haix... Wanna go NJC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DAMN IT!!!! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115676851786099958?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115676851786099958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115676851786099958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115676851786099958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115676851786099958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/deep-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115665827267722126</id><published>2006-08-27T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YEAY!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Caught the latest episode of Life As We Know It...&lt;br /&gt;People should watch it man... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;It kinda portrays High School life in the US..&lt;br /&gt;Touching... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;And plenty of.... Shan't say... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem practical tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 1 &amp; 2 on Tues...&lt;br /&gt;And SS and CME on Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously at a loss as to what to study for SS...&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm gonna like just study... I dunno lah...&lt;br /&gt;Anw... Jin Zhe has posted SS notes... Go there if you wanna...&lt;br /&gt;Get some help... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;August... Bad bad month... Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Teachers' Day coming... Hope we'll have a blast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;May be heading back to ADP to see everyone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;See first lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115665827267722126?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115665827267722126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115665827267722126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115665827267722126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115665827267722126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeay-woohoo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115649486044963637</id><published>2006-08-25T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:56.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHIHIHIHI!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... Erm... After Physics practical...&lt;br /&gt;Which was kinda okay....&lt;br /&gt;Me, Josh and Daryl went over to my place...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to either play PS2...&lt;br /&gt;Or watch movie...&lt;br /&gt;Josh stumbled upon Resident Evil: Apocalypse...&lt;br /&gt;And I had to openmy big mouth and say that I have SAWII...&lt;br /&gt;"-_-... then Josh was like... YEAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me and daryl... scared... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Well Josh too... Coz each of us had a BIG PILLOW...&lt;br /&gt;To cover our faces... I recorded... Our cowardly incident on Daryl's hp...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... It turned out to be a great movie... LOL...&lt;br /&gt;AND WHO SAID IT WAS SCARY??? ALAMAK....&lt;br /&gt;Only Gory la... Thne Me and Josh decided to watch SAW I...&lt;br /&gt;Since we still had time...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...... It was a fun experience...&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like the plot and how the JIGSAW puzzle was put together...&lt;br /&gt;Haha..... WATCH IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IF I CAN DO IT, SO CAN YOU!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115649486044963637?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115649486044963637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115649486044963637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115649486044963637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115649486044963637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/hihihihihihi-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115608405435861920</id><published>2006-08-20T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BORED... MUG... PRELIMS... SCARED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;Obstinate&lt;br /&gt;Vain&lt;br /&gt;Eomotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oblivious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;__________ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115608405435861920?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115608405435861920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115608405435861920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115608405435861920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115608405435861920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115605365743123908</id><published>2006-08-20T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AARRGGHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUG MUG MUG MUG!!!&lt;br /&gt;CUP CUP CUP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is my HML prelim paper..&lt;br /&gt;Thurs is Chem I guess....&lt;br /&gt;Damn stressful... Last 23 weeks has been chem all the way...&lt;br /&gt;KNNB... And I've been neglecting all other subjects...&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally looking through only...&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you danial... IF ONLY YOU HAD STUDIED BEFORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115605365743123908?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115605365743123908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115605365743123908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115605365743123908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115605365743123908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/aarrgghhh-mug-mug-mug-mug-cup-cup-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115590270463989534</id><published>2006-08-18T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You cried yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I was so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I thought you're okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Without me by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well... Maybe you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The tears rolled down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There was nothing I could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But just to give a frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But you didn't need me, you never did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I left you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Perhaps I was your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I was lost, feeling so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As I love you, against time it was in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You were numb, no love in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I still loved you, cause that's me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Together... Forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love that never dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You set me thinking... Pondering&lt;br /&gt;You left me dreaming... Wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That velvet touch, ever so soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;With the sweetest smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I melt, drowning in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Showing you love through sorrow and trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I caused this tears, your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You are my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Give me a chance... Just one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For this one slow dance... Just one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You were numb, no love in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I still loved you, cause that's me&lt;br /&gt;Together... Forever...&lt;br /&gt;Love that never dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Where are you I'm here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You're in my heart, so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Miss you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Together... Forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115590270463989534?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115590270463989534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115590270463989534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115590270463989534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115590270463989534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-cried-yesterday-when-i-was-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115590180778789795</id><published>2006-08-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oral was practically OKAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It wasn't even good by my standards... Damn it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had transportation as the topic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Physics test sucked alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;18/30 ONLY for MCQ??!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WTF right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had a considerably bad week towards the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What started out as a bang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ended with silence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MATHILDA was voted out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No wonder SINGAPORE don't have any musical talents as good as the westerners...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SINGAPORE GOT NO BRAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why have idol in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;MATHILDA and HADY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe JONATHAN deserves the top 3 spots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115590180778789795?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115590180778789795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115547133712538270</id><published>2006-08-13T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The chance came by&lt;br /&gt;Away it went&lt;br /&gt;I finally realise now&lt;br /&gt;What your love meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;When I told you that I'd rather be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back since then&lt;br /&gt;My heart has always been empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I called you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet you&lt;br /&gt;So I can tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How much I want you to hold me&lt;br /&gt;That I wanna be part of your life&lt;br /&gt;I know I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;Do you still love me&lt;br /&gt;Or am I too late to say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Still recall&lt;br /&gt;The tears you let go&lt;br /&gt;I went back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking, why did I let you go&lt;br /&gt;And then I snapped out of my dream&lt;br /&gt;I was told by you, you're the one I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I called you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet you&lt;br /&gt;To tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How much I want you to hold me&lt;br /&gt;That I wanna be part of your life&lt;br /&gt;I know I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;Do you still love me&lt;br /&gt;Or am I too late to say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wounded pleasure by love&lt;br /&gt;You gave me these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Will you still love me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Just long enough to show you&lt;br /&gt;What you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I guess it's just too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115547133712538270?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115547133712538270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115547133712538270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115547133712538270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115547133712538270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/chance-came-by-away-it-went-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115521510133850474</id><published>2006-08-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Click just now...&lt;br /&gt;Well... Went to the library first...&lt;br /&gt;Study.. Then watched...&lt;br /&gt;Thought it would be a comedy...&lt;br /&gt;But WOAH!!!! It turned out to be a great movie...&lt;br /&gt;Really...&lt;br /&gt;Very touching...&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that whatever happens... Work or school...&lt;br /&gt;Friends or girlfriend (dont have yet.. haha.. waiting for emma watson)...&lt;br /&gt;Play or fun...&lt;br /&gt;Family comes first... This movie is a..... erm...&lt;br /&gt;LOVE and COMEDY movie I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Watch it if you havent...&lt;br /&gt;Next movie.............&lt;br /&gt;LAKE HOUSE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh and perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We should have a standardised paper for our prelims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's like soo unfair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Some schools get the O level June paper as their prelims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Which is like so easy compared to our school's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But as David said... What's the point of complaining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just mug la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;O level English Oral on the 16th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haix... Maybe asking Ms Chong for consultation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... Kk... Gotta study Chem now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My Chem sucks big time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115521510133850474?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115521510133850474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115521510133850474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115521510133850474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115521510133850474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/watched-click-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115511974590840720</id><published>2006-08-09T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone care to give me a title or to edit it for me??? thanx...&lt;br /&gt;anw... this goes out to whom it concerns.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;oh... and please credit me with the poems or songs you get from my blog even if it sucks... thank you smank you.... haha... stupid la nadiana.. see now im using this phrase.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Leaving it all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heeding the words of a love so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I crossed the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm afraid goodbye's the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's set things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were mad at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's play it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How could it be that I couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Forget about the things I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Close your eyes and let it be dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I gotta make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never knew how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love you more and more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thriving on hopes you gave away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To create a love, so great on any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The door is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Be brave and dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it is never too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll always wait unless fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fate stops me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From loving you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let me love you the way I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In hope that you'll love me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have to make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never knew how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love you more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Living on hopes you feed me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To find your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Till you give it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115511974590840720?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115511974590840720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115511974590840720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115511974590840720'/><link rel='self' 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mannered, sympathize with others&lt;br /&gt;sensitive to everything around them&lt;br /&gt;likes peace&lt;br /&gt;has a suitable job in helping others&lt;br /&gt;not angry easily and knows how to repay other's favour&lt;br /&gt;observant&lt;br /&gt;can take revenge if anger is not kept in check&lt;br /&gt;likes to daydream&lt;br /&gt;'manja' (likes attention???)&lt;br /&gt;rush when choosing partner in bgr&lt;br /&gt;likes home decor&lt;br /&gt;has talent in music&lt;br /&gt;must learn not to follow mood too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115495447702842276?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115495447702842276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY HEY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you people wanna know your own characterisitics???&lt;br /&gt;It is classified into the different months when you were born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;JANUARY - Ummairah, Yi Yao, Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;high ambition, serious, likes to teach and be taught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;easy to see others' weaknesses and is critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hardworking and everything you do is productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;likes beauty, to be tidy and neat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sensitive and thinks deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;knows how to 'suck up' or appeal??? to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(sorry.. its a translation from malay to eng.. cant find the proper word.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;quiet unless provoked?? (yiyao and ummairah.. surely not them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shy (are they???) and have high self-esteem (obviously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;has lots of self-discipline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fit and well but prone to flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;romantic but dunno how to show it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;loves kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;likes to sit at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;loyal to everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;have to learn how to be mroe sociable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;jealous easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;February - Daryl, Faris, Nadiana, Wei Ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;abstract thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;likes reality and abstract things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;has a personality that is able to change accordingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;appeals to ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;quiet by nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;humble (FARIS??? nonono.. haha) and shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;truthful and loyal (faris agn.. first afizah.. then PCD.. then dunno what ready..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;determined to achieve his or her goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;don't like to be confined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;will rebel if freedom is taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;likes fruitful activities???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sensitive and easily hurt emotionally (faris.. surely not you.. oops.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;isn't choosy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shows anger easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;brave and likes to rebel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;likes to friend but doesnt show it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;has high ambition, likes to daydream, has hope of realising his/her dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;observant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;likes entertainment and sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;likes the arts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;romantic on the inside but not the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;spendthrift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;has to learn how to show emotions more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post the others later... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115484452456741678?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115484452456741678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115484452456741678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115484452456741678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115484452456741678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-hey-hey-do-you-people-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115478493931398909</id><published>2006-08-05T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:55.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most ideal dialogue for a love movie???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The same story all over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She said "... but the thing is...i have no feelings towards you... Like real feelings". And then I told her "Oh... Then please don't lead him on if you are gonna dissappoint him in the end... It will only break his heart more" and she said "Haha... Yeah I know... I've told him howI felt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The thing is i dunno what im waiting for as well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's the point of me waiting for her??? It is just bloody hard... Damn it... You know what I mean... Living off hope...  A thin thread of hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well... If you love her... You would do it... Even if it is hard... You love her if you will wait for her, not you will wait for her if you love her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And then the guy cries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hmmm....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The thing is.. When you are in love... You never seem to get a fixed idea on what you want... Especially if it is just you that are in love and not him/her... Never.. Thoughts just bombard our mind with possibilities... Hope... Dilemmas... When all you have to do is just love and wait... Seemed easy... But humans... us... Nothing goes to plan... Face it.. If things went according to plan, it is perfect... Fortunately... Nothing is... Love is the one feeling that comes close to perfect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have my opinions... you people have yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115478493931398909?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115478493931398909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115478493931398909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115478493931398909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115478493931398909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/most-ideal-dialogue-for-love-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115470589772631145</id><published>2006-08-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope.... amazing how u just show it and throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ITS JUST FUCKING HARD U NOE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just hard.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im not strong emotionally... and u noe that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THIS WORLD OF PRETENCE.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115470589772631145?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115470589772631145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115470589772631145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115470589772631145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115470589772631145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/hope.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115469195884568289</id><published>2006-08-04T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid song I created</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Living in a world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In it we take a whirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It all started from under a tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it was just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spending times together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They seemed like forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How I wish that it could just be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caught in a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In it, it was just me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where did you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At times when I needed you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All I wanted was just you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I became a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Will I get to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Please come back, I'm waiting in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faithfully... Devoting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seeking a life worth waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Far away... You're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Across the lake of fire for you I dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To bring you home, back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All alone, needing a smile to bring me light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Embracing hope, every breath I take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're in it, you are my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now the strangers in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't know how to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A love by mere memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where did you go&lt;br /&gt;At times when I needed you so&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was just you&lt;br /&gt;I became a fool&lt;br /&gt;Will I get to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Please come back, I'm waiting in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am forever yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm on all fours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Begging and praying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But your heart would not open and receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The love I sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115469195884568289?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115469195884568289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115469195884568289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115469195884568289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115469195884568289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/08/stupid-song-i-created.html' title='Stupid song I created'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115452943449999313</id><published>2006-08-02T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happened, let us leave it behind&lt;br /&gt;It is something that cracked our minds&lt;br /&gt;But thank God it happened as it did&lt;br /&gt;I now love you more than I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely when things were smooth&lt;br /&gt;It was heartbreaking when it threatened our friendship&lt;br /&gt;What more proof you need&lt;br /&gt;That we are comfortable together, feeling each other as we bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stiff I was&lt;br /&gt;I melted when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Where are we moving towards&lt;br /&gt;Together or are all these just lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love wasn't and was never smooth sailing&lt;br /&gt;We know that, feeling and searching&lt;br /&gt;The never ending joy and hurt, a package that comes as one&lt;br /&gt;The love between us as slowly we become one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115452943449999313?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115452943449999313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115452943449999313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115452943449999313'/><link rel='self' 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Why are people so sterotypical?&lt;br /&gt;Why must you like that someone that floods your inbox and cause ur bill to shoot sky high?&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... It is not the case I assure you ppl that had hoped for smthg...&lt;br /&gt;Really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Cried alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to YOU..........&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for what I did and said last night...&lt;br /&gt;I knew I hurt your feelings badly...&lt;br /&gt;Personally I didnt even noe why I said those words...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps... I dunno.. It is just...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I want as well... It was wrong to ask u...&lt;br /&gt;Everything went wrong when I thought abt myself more than you...&lt;br /&gt;If you thought Im happy with all this...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in a far worse state than you...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fuck man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Just hope things were back to what they were...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Waiting... And still loving you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115434404257385556?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115434404257385556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115434404257385556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115434404257385556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115434404257385556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115418540775092788</id><published>2006-07-29T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Starting to study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Every weekday... Jin Zhe is gonna make me study with him...&lt;br /&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ironically im smiling since it is the subject i dislike most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lol... i mean who doesnt???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nyahaha... Tomorrow going lib with ______...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe... Lol... Study SS or maybe practice A Maths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway... SIngapore Idol seems to be like the only thing I look forward to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But come on... With Joakim and Paul still in the competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is s pain.. No offence... But one has to realise one's limits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though Paul's performance thuis week was an improvement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh and to anyone out there that knows where to find piano scores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Please tell me... Well.. it is for my sis actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;or guitar chords?? then convert to piano?? lols... ok nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GAYLE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;______!!! Only some ppl noe.. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got to go... see u ppl soon!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh and Fel... relax kays... be strong man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;see u soon... cant wait to see the other guys too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115418540775092788?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115418540775092788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115418540775092788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115418540775092788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115418540775092788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/starting-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115409926170430366</id><published>2006-07-28T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think.... 97 or 96 more days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to o levels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;study smart... not hard only... going to start doing ss with china boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as in jin zhe la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;long times nvr write poems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;miss those days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz... time travels so fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll miss this year with 4p2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;really... all the fun we had.. mrs chiu scolding us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;telling to go monastery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wallace fighting... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok thats all... oh yes.. soccer starting ready...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EPL... Go Arsenal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woohoo!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gotta go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115409926170430366?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115409926170430366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115409926170430366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115409926170430366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115409926170430366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115354603231059533</id><published>2006-07-22T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gayle!!! What happened man Singapore??&lt;br /&gt;She was like obviously better than Paul Twohill...&lt;br /&gt;Damn it man... I 'cried'...&lt;br /&gt;She is like... Grr...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the prettiest and the one with the most potential along with Rahimah...&lt;br /&gt;I hate Singapore Idol...&lt;br /&gt;But her performances weren't that good either to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;So sad... If only she had been in the top 9!!!&lt;br /&gt;She's coming to Causeway Point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework seems to be piling up everyday...&lt;br /&gt;My chem getting lousier everyday...&lt;br /&gt;But I feel I'm improving for certain subjects...&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks to prelims...&lt;br /&gt;Around 15 weeks to O levels... That is fast...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Nadiana... thx for erm...&lt;br /&gt;Changing the blogskin.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;B was rather impressive...&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the show was good...&lt;br /&gt;Very to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;Had a good time...&lt;br /&gt;The guys were great... The gals were wonderful...&lt;br /&gt;Look at Faris's blog for the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Premier League starting soon... lol...&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Birthday Azmira!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Fifteen only... Come on...&lt;br /&gt;When u gonna reach 16???&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on man ppl... Full steam ahead for O levels...&lt;br /&gt;Do our best and have prom nite with no regrets!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol... help each other out... 4P2!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let's show those ******* teachers that we can do it...&lt;br /&gt;Shove back to their faces...&lt;br /&gt;We may be the lousiest class to them...&lt;br /&gt;But we shall prove to them we arent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJC!!! Wait for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115354603231059533?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115354603231059533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115354603231059533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115354603231059533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115354603231059533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/gayle-what-happened-man-singapore-she.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115297301669678662</id><published>2006-07-15T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the funniest/weirdest/stupid-est thing about reading this post is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm not who I am suppose to be lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im just here to make sure this blog doesnt go into the stage of rotting &amp; decomposing.hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if haf actually noticed something too obvious that makes you think you're at the wrong blog, its the fact that this blog has gone through an extreme Makeoverrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from BOOO-RING teal blue[badbad taste HHAHAHHAHAHAA] to vavavooom.["-_-] not so amazing but at least it looks more appealing rite?hahahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okie I know this skin is like &lt;strong&gt;SO NOT&lt;/strong&gt; danial&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who cares&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..hhahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too lazy to browse through every single skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tata~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;when pigs fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;8 inch heels wont hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;posted by Danial bin Yeap Jamal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now thats ironic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115297301669678662?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115297301669678662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115297301669678662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115297301669678662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115297301669678662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/funniestweirdeststupid-est-thing-about.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115244629074184994</id><published>2006-07-09T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging will be like soo over for me...&lt;br /&gt;Considering I can't go online that frequent...&lt;br /&gt;And that O levels are coming...&lt;br /&gt;With homework piling up...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... NJC is my source of motivation...&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all...&lt;br /&gt;Especially to 4P2 including Wallace...&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss all those fightings...&lt;br /&gt;Anw..  GTG... Bye bye all...&lt;br /&gt;Oh... And JIAYOU FRANCE...&lt;br /&gt;And thumbs up to Tiger Tan for Prom Night!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Guys faster pick ur gals... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115244629074184994?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115244629074184994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115244629074184994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115244629074184994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115244629074184994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogging-will-be-like-soo-over-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115131831227858021</id><published>2006-06-26T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;School wasn't that bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had our first games session of PE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But overall had quite a pleasant day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Besides the time Ms Chew caught me sleeping in class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'm so sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But since when have Malays been associated with Islam???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;If your money got swindled it is only these people what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Not Islam in generally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You fucking shithead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You can scold me... Fuck me off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But don't you ever dare insult my religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You bastard... You stupid enough to go Malaysia for what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Asshole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To all those people that don't noe what I mean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Go to these websites thanks to Kak Eliza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jackshiles.com/Muslim_Humor/Uses-4-the-KORAN.html"&gt;http://www.jackshiles.com/Muslim_Humor/Uses-4-the-KORAN.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jackshiles.com/Muslim_Humor/The-Holy-Koran.html"&gt;http://www.jackshiles.com/Muslim_Humor/The-Holy-Koran.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everyone in the world just hates Islam don't they...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well... Thank God I am a MUSLIM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No offense to any other religion but these insults to my religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Have made my faith stronger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He may be a Muslim too for all we noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But fuck anyone that insults the Quran, Bible or any holy things of any religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you really hate us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please I welcome you to Mecca and shit or spit on the Kaabah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God knows what will happen to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To all Christians, Jews or anyone that has a religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please don't let anyone insult your religion in such a manner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haiz... Like what Kak Eliza said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WORLD PEACE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuck off... With this kind of people, world peace is a fucking impossibe task...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sorry for the vulgarities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115131831227858021?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115131831227858021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115131831227858021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115131831227858021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115131831227858021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-wasnt-that-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115080709891991461</id><published>2006-06-20T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:54.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much going on lately...&lt;br /&gt;Just the World CUp fever...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid la... All so predictable...&lt;br /&gt;Espanyol!!! Gracias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying and doing homework...&lt;br /&gt;All to no effect...&lt;br /&gt;Lost A Maths, geog and SS paper...&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!! and YEAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115080709891991461?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115080709891991461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115080709891991461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115080709891991461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115080709891991461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/06/nothing-much-going-on-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115070626028375903</id><published>2006-06-19T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NSSL... Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Won 3-2 and then lost 2-0...&lt;br /&gt;Then kena knockout... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;I have a burnt patch of skin...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid cement...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Jurong East library...&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to help someone with poems...&lt;br /&gt;But in the end never do anythg... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Went home... My bro crying...&lt;br /&gt;ADIK AKU DAH SUNAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;My bro has been circumcised...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Major achievement...&lt;br /&gt;Btw... Felicia Ng... If you do read this...&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY??!!!&lt;br /&gt;OF all teams ENGLAND??!!!&lt;br /&gt;I gave up hope on them since 2000 when they lost to Romania...&lt;br /&gt;Haix... Argentina was brilliant!!! Worthy champions...&lt;br /&gt;But go Espanyol!!! Oranje!!! and..... KOREA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... So boring...&lt;br /&gt;With plenty of homework left untouched...&lt;br /&gt;A week more to school... See you guys then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115070626028375903?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115070626028375903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115070626028375903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115070626028375903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115070626028375903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/06/nssl.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115035305315463910</id><published>2006-06-15T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever felt a strong desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A burning passion to just see her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The thought of her smiling at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The feeling of her holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever felt pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When she cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's her tears you contain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it's her tears you dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever felt sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When she's down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you feel bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As it comes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Have you ever felt joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As much as this since you were a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When you catch a glimpse of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You begin to wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do you still hope for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why do you hold her dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It remains a fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To let go of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You have found something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That people spend their whole life searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's a gift from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A little thing called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-115029011639501192</id><published>2006-06-14T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Well shall start on the 4P2 BBQ at Mr Loh's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went to meet Mr Loh at his house with Josh and Lam-pa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wandi was supposed to meet us too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But since he cldnt make it on time, he decided to meet us at Newton MRT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Its a long story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mr Loh and us then went to Kembangan to buy the BBQ food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WOW!!! I didnt know there were BBQ shops... Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;This was a catering service...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ate Briyani while the others ate their food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It was already at 3.30 and we were late... Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went to newton to fetch Wandi after he waited for 2 hrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The other ppl reach ready and they waited for abt 20mins for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Btw... David IS A SHIT MAGNET... Its a long story... LAM-PA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sorry David... No offense... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We reach Mr Loh's house... The guys went down for a swim first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We played with a........... RUBBER DUCKY!!!!! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We played 'Monkey' and we used the buoy for goalposts when playing 'Ducky polo'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... Its fun laa... The girls got shocked when they saw us half-naked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Please bear in mind I have nothing to show except blubber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alan and Choon Yik started the BBQ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We then threw Wandi into the pool after a birthday song... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The gals took our pics throwing him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We then did some stupid stunts that Mr Loh took pics of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We then proceeded to eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ALAMAK... Lazy to update laa... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh and there was this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MR LOH WAS SLEEPING WHILE HIS MOUTH WAS WIDE OPEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... I still waiting for several pics from the ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh... We all as in the guys bullied the girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Daryl started it I think... He pulled Shirley into the pool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;She didnt have extra clothings... Then we all started pulling all those not wet in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Unfortunately, stupid Josh never take out Sheryl's handphone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then her handphone got wet... But it was still functional...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lols... The food was sufficient and nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And Mr Loh had to lend his clothes to some ppl... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Headed for Malacca... Playing a tournament there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Selangor Youth Academy was super strong man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lost 3-0... Haiz... Drew with KL and Malacca 1-1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuck laa... nthg much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just that the hotel's receptionist was worse than cow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Imagine Mr Peacock or Mr Ezra saying 'Hi' sooo softly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Like Hamci like tt... eeyer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And he was hitting on some of us... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Other than that nothing much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/090606a_pix03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/090606a_pix03.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID SINGAPORE IDOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted Gayle to enter you know...&lt;br /&gt;But Jasmine got in instead... Personally...&lt;br /&gt;She is only 17 and she tackled Alicia keys' If I ain't got you...&lt;br /&gt;Well... It was not a bad performance...&lt;br /&gt;I think slightly better than Jasmine... ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/gayle%20nerva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/gayle%20nerva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-115029011639501192?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/115029011639501192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=115029011639501192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115029011639501192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/115029011639501192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/06/woah-it-has-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114958181651035236</id><published>2006-06-06T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gal Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Why did I ever fall for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;How did I see him as mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Why did it seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;How it seemed to me- so divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mistakes made in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In pursuit of finding it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He was the guy that fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He was it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I'll never give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finding heaven in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;As my shoulders rubbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;With a jerk that broke my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Come to me quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Before I die on a bed of sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In a world full of heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just need someone ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Someone to hold me when I'm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Someone to kiss me goodnight as lights dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Someone to take away my frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Someone to love me as I love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114958181651035236?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114949467702411133</id><published>2006-06-05T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbroken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The NJC training camp was damn hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But fun at the same time time... This was what we did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Start of training we already kena punish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Some didnt wear the PE shirt... Kena ard 50 push ups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WTF... Then we all shout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;'Nvm... Only warm up...' After that we had a run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I think 3 rounds... Then did some strengthening activities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Split into 4 groups and played games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Frisbee and Handball/Captain's Ball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It may seem easy but it's tiring... Very...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And we won all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After that we played 'MAFIA'... A game similar to 'murderer'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It was fun with the guys around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then we had a game 'Find me if you can' at ard 1o at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A pair was not found and we were scolded for being ignorant, not alert, scared and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But it's like WTF... I tot the teacher was unreasonable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But only now I understand the rational...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Slept at 2.30 and woke up at 6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DAY2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had morning run at 6.50... Ran ard 4km to some uphill entrance to a 'secret pond'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We then had to blindfold one of our grpmates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And lead them blinded... Ok laa... Not bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we ran again... This time to Bt Timah Nature Reserve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WTH... My legs felt like tearing apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Especially when we ran to the summit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And ran back down... Saw the C boys basketballers (BPians)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Took bus back to NJC... I had blisters all over my foot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My shirt, pants and undergarment was totally drenched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The guys' ones too... Reached school at 11.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Slept, after bathing, from 12 to 1... It was refreshing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we played Treasure Hunt... haaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There was this point when we had to find red underwear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We took Raj's underwear and coloured wth red marker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We included the word "RED" there... Too bad it wasnt accepted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we also had to find a toy car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We found half a brick and drew the features of a car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We played with it infront of the seniors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was ACCEPTED!!! Haahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even the other seniors recommended extra points for creativity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But we lost in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At night... We took bus to MacRitchie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had night walk there... And solo walk too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I felt that I was sleepwalking more than walking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha... Walked to Adam Road cemetry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then ate prata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was struggling to walk... Too much blisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reached NJC at 3... Slept till 8.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DAY3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last day... Best of the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Had reflections... I cried when I realised I may not make it to NJC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I told them how much they mean to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we had futsal at the basketball court...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WoOW!!! My team didnt concede any goals... Won 2 draw1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And we won the seniors... I was commended for my pinpoint passing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... Ate at Mcdonalds at KP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Realised I wasnt accepted by the principal into the school...&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU... seriously...&lt;br /&gt;I sooo wanted to enter it...&lt;br /&gt;I feel soo bonded wth the team... And I wanted to repay the faith they shown in me...&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY MS HO...&lt;br /&gt;Life is really unfair...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114949467702411133?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114949467702411133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114949467702411133' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114949467702411133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114949467702411133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/06/heartbroken.html' title='heartbroken'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114888549052744206</id><published>2006-05-29T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But it wasn't for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You came back not too long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By the tune of several love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It almost ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That was what I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I should be broken-hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why am I not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all this while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I finally understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why I didn't and couldn't leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can you see it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It just did something to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It binds me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's what I seek in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I finally understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why you were never with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm not a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But a boy with a weak heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finding real love in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is being happy when I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Being sad when I'm far from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wish I could tell that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I promised you that you are all I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I'm gonna keep on loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's the only thing I wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Until my love isn't you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are just blind towards me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114888549052744206?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114888549052744206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114888549052744206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I had failed to see&lt;br /&gt;That you are something I can't claim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I had tried to move on&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't till now&lt;br /&gt;Lately, you were gone&lt;br /&gt;I now take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy without you&lt;br /&gt;Free but at the same time sad&lt;br /&gt;I finally see someone else out there, I really do&lt;br /&gt;You were someone I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am free to love again after you&lt;br /&gt;But without you I wouldn't know how to love&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you've shown me to&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm gonna say this one last time, my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I have been waiting&lt;br /&gt;You failed to see what I have&lt;br /&gt;But you saw what I lacked I think&lt;br /&gt;But I stood still and tried being brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the only one I truly loved&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the person I cared for the most&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those empty moments when I have only thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again, I love you... No more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114870664273422082?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114870664273422082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114870664273422082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114870664273422082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114870664273422082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-years-have-been-hard-for-me-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114870613076708201</id><published>2006-05-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Has been a long time since I posted an entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Been busy with the DSA thingy on my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well... I'll update you guys with what I went through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mid-year exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;These are my results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;English                  B4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Maths                E8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E Maths                A2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HML                      B4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malay                    B3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physics                  C5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geog                      D7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comb humans      E8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chemistry             D7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;L1R5 25    L1R4 18     - with O level MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;L1R5 29    L1R5 22     - without O level MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Failed 4 fucking subjects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We also received the confirmation of our O level oral dates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Been checking out school websites for DSA postings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Applied to NJC on Wednesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Through soccer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Faris and Josh, upon hearing my delightful story, applied on Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Faris through Malay Dance, Joshua through Science Research...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Though I think Faris might back out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Haha... Went to NJC with Faris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He went ahead as he was late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I met the soccer guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;They were cool... Great laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Receptive, welcoming... Contrasting to their school's reputation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Haha... The training was okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Warm up was abit tiring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Coz it has been a long time since I had those warm ups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;We then had shooting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I was disappointed coz I though I let in more goals than the current keeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But the keeper let in easy goals while I had difficult ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But the other keeper was good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;JC1+Sec4 vs JC2+JC1 keeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I had a relatively easy game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Though I need to work on my communication with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I was praised but I played it down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I didn't want them to expect too much from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well... Gotta sleep... Tomorrow have another training...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114870613076708201?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114870613076708201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114870613076708201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114870613076708201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114870613076708201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/has-been-long-time-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114761561795718586</id><published>2006-05-14T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:53.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mothers that had to withstand all of their child/childrens' nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that remember...&lt;br /&gt;Especially Kak Eliza... And Syarah...&lt;br /&gt;Pagi-pagi buta dah msg...&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple day...&lt;br /&gt;Ate the pandan bdae cake from Bengawan Solo...&lt;br /&gt;Then played Neopets... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Had to resort to that coz I'm so freaking bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have to clean my room...&lt;br /&gt;Super messy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like there was something wrong with your life???&lt;br /&gt;But you just dunno what it is until it's too late???&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost...&lt;br /&gt;In my heart...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... Haix...&lt;br /&gt;Its worrying me...&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels empty...&lt;br /&gt;Everything around me seems dark...&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss her that much as well...&lt;br /&gt;God help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114761561795718586?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114761561795718586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114761561795718586' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114761561795718586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114761561795718586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114741922961556893</id><published>2006-05-12T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yesterday watched Mission Impossibe III...&lt;br /&gt;Woah... It was a seriously great movie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/MI3(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/MI3%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But I predicted what had happened...&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;I was also appalled as to how the twist the predictibility...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The woman beside me was like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Aaahh!!!" or *deep breath*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... It was a great action-packed movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today... Went for a meal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;At Sakura in Northpoint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A Thai-Chinese Restaurant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OMG!!! The fried rice was damn nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Worthy of its price of $5 for quality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Recommended to people for QUALITY food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel so restless suddenly...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well maybe since the exams were over...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dunno why...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart feels empty...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss her... Or do I...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just hope God helps me through...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114741922961556893?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114741922961556893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114741922961556893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114741922961556893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114741922961556893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-watched-mission-impossibe.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114709355083474982</id><published>2006-05-08T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alright... To all BPians out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Please check our school's calendar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Coz you'll get the best news of your lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Especially sec4s...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well if you guys are lazy... This is what you should expect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th May~~~Mother's Day and MY BIRTHDAY :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th May onwards~~~Checking of MYE papers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th May~~~Forum for Graduating classes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th May~~~Career Fair for graduating classes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22-25 May~~~ISP for MT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th May~~~Report book distribution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th May-3rd June~~~ISP/Training of English Oral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29th June-13th July~~~O levels MT oral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th-24th Aug~~~O levels EL oral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21st-23rd Aug~~~HML prelims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th Aug~~~English prelims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th-3oth Aug~~~Science Practical Prelims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th Aug~~~SS prelims/Meet the parents' session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th-21st Sep~~~Prelims Writing Exam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25th-27th Sep~~~Checking of papers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th-26th Oct~~~O levels practical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th Oct~~~Graduation Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th Oct-22nd Nov~~~O levels written exam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Need anymore motivation ppl???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Come on all... Let's beat Jin Zhe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114709355083474982?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114709355083474982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114709355083474982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114709355083474982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114709355083474982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114697653357031074</id><published>2006-05-07T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all those who cares to read my blog...&lt;br /&gt;To all those who can spare some time...&lt;br /&gt;To all those who got some money to spare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is next week!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14 May!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ON the same day as MOTHER'S DAY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO... DON't FORGET KAYS???!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114697653357031074?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114697653357031074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114697653357031074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114697653357031074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114697653357031074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-all-those-who-cares-to-read-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114692544978849595</id><published>2006-05-06T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell...&lt;br /&gt;I bought a Snickers bar...&lt;br /&gt;At first felt it...&lt;br /&gt;Felt squishy... Thought it melted...&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.. Bought it...&lt;br /&gt;Opened it up...&lt;br /&gt;MAGGOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;eeee yucks....&lt;br /&gt;They were crawling around...&lt;br /&gt;I gave it back to the shop owner...&lt;br /&gt;Who then gave me back my money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training just now...&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the Melaka trip...&lt;br /&gt;Got stepped by Putra... And I now have one swollen stud mark on my toe...&lt;br /&gt;It freaking hurts... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it when ppl shoot to my right...&lt;br /&gt;Cause my weakpoint is diving to my right...&lt;br /&gt;I was soo exposed in this area just now...&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO IMPROVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise it was okay laa...&lt;br /&gt;Watching elections now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114692544978849595?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114692544978849595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114692544978849595' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114692544978849595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114692544978849595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114684168108158037</id><published>2006-05-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLLYWOOD!!! Singapore version...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Alright people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sick and tired of too many action-packed movies???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Come my house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bring along your pyjamas for sleep over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(Pyjamas??? That's soooo gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Where was peace when you need it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I slept at 12.40am today after studying for A Maths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wanted to wake up at 4 to continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Although I'm bound to fail the paper coz it's freaking difficult...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So... Was sleeping peacefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;At exactly 3 am according to my classic handphone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BOMB... Well... It sounded more like the "WHEW!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The missile sound... The sound of spitting fire from a burning building???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Like in Hollywood??? Nvm if you dunno what I'm talking about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I thought I was dreaming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hallucinating??? Hearing things???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Coz I was still groggy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But I heard it like what??? 3 times???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the end didn't wake up for A Maths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stupid disturbance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need sleep to replenish my fats... And HEIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... Woke up at 5.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Watched soccer... Arsenal won 3-1!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then went to school at 6.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saw that several buldings in he industrial estate were in smoke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No wonder I heard that stupid sound...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woah... UNTIL 6.30 the Civil Defence was still combating the fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was like so cool... But dangerous as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dreamt of being a hero... Who knows got girl inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... The smoke was seriously thick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then got this stupid bus driver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wanted to exit the industrial carpark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He drove and the hose got stuck in the wheel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the hose burst... Haha... He kena F*** upside down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... Then stupid TIBS bus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3 freaking bus packed with people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ran to Woodlands MRT... Haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then tonight... Got this bastard on a bike wearing black shirt and bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sped through the tuition guys on his bike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We were like... "WOAH!!!" Why so fast one???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then 5 mins later got this aunty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She came up to ask if we saw that guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coz that guy had stolen her handphone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we were like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If we had known... We would have stopped him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trip him or something... Then get that police award...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haha... Pity her... Haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To potentially hero events went past today like a breeze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did I lack???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did I do wrong???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coz I would change for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For I live my life for you...&lt;/span&gt;&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/23104834-114684168108158037?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114684168108158037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114684168108158037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114684168108158037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114684168108158037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/hollywood-singapore-version.html' title='HOLLYWOOD!!! Singapore version...'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114682807129982488</id><published>2006-05-05T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:52.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What was my previous complaint about???&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah... How hard Physics was right???&lt;br /&gt;Well today...&lt;br /&gt;I just screwed up my A Maths...&lt;br /&gt;It was like... Fuck laa...&lt;br /&gt;I know how to do...&lt;br /&gt;And I only realised it too late...&lt;br /&gt;Did a few careless mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me... It was a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Geog MCQ paper 1...&lt;br /&gt;Slack... Then played soccer...&lt;br /&gt;Was happy with my form...&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... Haix...&lt;br /&gt;Expect more expressive language to be used in the coming week...&lt;br /&gt;Especially with CHEMISTRY coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chee tat... AAARRRGGGHH....&lt;br /&gt;Fel said exam was to prepare us...&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt disagree with her...&lt;br /&gt;But it's fucking demoralising some of us...&lt;br /&gt;I think all except Jin Zhe, Grace, Yiyao... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better make sure get at most 12 points for O levels...&lt;br /&gt;I have decided...&lt;br /&gt;I may be applying DSA to SAJC, NJC, AJC or ACJC...&lt;br /&gt;Through soccer...&lt;br /&gt;If never get through...&lt;br /&gt;Then O levels MUST get at least 12 points...&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll ask anyone of you to kill me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love hurts more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114682807129982488?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114682807129982488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114682807129982488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114682807129982488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114682807129982488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-was-my-previous-complaint-about.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114672935359827074</id><published>2006-05-04T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:51.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Phuck... Physics was damn bloody difficult arh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Basket... Shit man... It was seriously difficult...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;All the regular qns didn't come out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chicken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E Maths was easy... Paper 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can laa... Expect 45/50...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nyahhaha... Chicken laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope so... Or else damn paiseh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NEWS TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wallace fought in class... Twice or thrice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Who was the hero??? Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haiyo guys... Cut him some slack laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Enough bullying him laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I HARDLY do that anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just now Dave threw a chair at him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oiii... This is 4P2!!! Not WWE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haha... Then he fought with Ting Jun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had to pull them apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then fucking 4P3... Actually not your class laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But that chairman... Basket... Your class got caught not our problem right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then pao toh our class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We could have sabo-ed P1... BUT WE DIDNT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;That's the diff between 4p2 and YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tiger so fed up... Like Man Utd lost like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Make me boiling mad... Unreasonable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;He wants reasons that he finds suitable to his liking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And stupid Jin Zhe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well not stupid... He's the smartest guy in my class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haiyo... Ah boy arh... Must know how to lie and stand up for the class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But overall... You're better than Faris as Chairman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... And Mr Tan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I feel that you are the best DM when you're nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went to library... Wanted to study with Zakaria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That Riverside boy... But that almost ALL of the seats were taken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And xiaotitisssss and xiaomeimeisssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Why do you need the library now to study???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I was shocked to see sooo many pri sch kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In the end went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now no mood to study for A Maths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haix...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Found this somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poems... Tears...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Months... Years...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was all I was waiting to do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And it made me realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;People nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Expect poems... Sacrifices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just to show love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But in fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Saying I love you from your heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Has the biggest effect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114672935359827074?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114672935359827074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114672935359827074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114672935359827074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114672935359827074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/phuck.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114656231752473712</id><published>2006-05-02T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:51.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E1E1E1;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, creative, and expressive.You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;The'&gt;http://blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to inspire others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your amazing energy draws people to you, and you give them great insight in return.&lt;br /&gt;You hold a great amount of power over others, without even trying.&lt;br /&gt;You have the makings of an inventor, artist, religious leader, or prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are sensitive and passionate. You connect with your partner on a very deep level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great abilities, but you are often way too critical of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You don't fit in - and instead of celebrating your differences, you dwell on them.&lt;br /&gt;You have high expectations of yourself. But sometimes you set them too high and don't achieve anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're a Romantic Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/romantic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need your space and privacy. You don't like to be smothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/mountain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.&lt;br /&gt;You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Romance Novelist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/romance.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer...&lt;br /&gt;And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories.&lt;br /&gt;As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your True Love Is a Pisces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/pisces.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Pisces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfless and intuitive, you are perfect for a Pisces that lives to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sensitive enough to appreciate and explore the deep emotions of a Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Pisces will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're generous and totally giving in relationships, something Pisces demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also dreamy enough to get lost in fantasy with Pisces, but realistic enough to stay grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114656231752473712?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114656231752473712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114656231752473712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114656231752473712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114656231752473712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-personality-profileyou-are.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114656126135512740</id><published>2006-05-02T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck... I think I'm gonna fail Physics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chicken... It was an easy paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A lot of careless mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Geog was okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not that bad laa...&lt;br /&gt;Will blog later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't feel like it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You remind me how much I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114656126135512740?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114656126135512740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114656126135512740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114656126135512740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114656126135512740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114646012691698956</id><published>2006-05-01T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:51.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Foolish as I am&lt;br /&gt;You captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;As I look at you again&lt;br /&gt;From you I just can't bear to part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyeing you from afar&lt;br /&gt;You're just like my shining star&lt;br /&gt;Watching you laugh&lt;br /&gt;In my heart your name you craft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;As you cast your magic on me&lt;br /&gt;You may have brought plight&lt;br /&gt;Something you didn't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you since&lt;br /&gt;You walked into my life&lt;br /&gt;Bringing me into this journey&lt;br /&gt;Turning my love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curving your lips into a smile&lt;br /&gt;You make me weak&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're away by a mile&lt;br /&gt;It's your love I seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igniting my life&lt;br /&gt;You made me seem so naive&lt;br /&gt;As I’m slowly induced by you&lt;br /&gt;Creating a love so true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always about you&lt;br /&gt;You're all that I've lived for&lt;br /&gt;You have no clue&lt;br /&gt;How much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never letting go&lt;br /&gt;You're all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;The hope of holding you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Whispering those words as I do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart as always&lt;br /&gt;The burning fire lighting up your face&lt;br /&gt;Setting my heart ablaze&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114646012691698956?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114646012691698956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114646012691698956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114646012691698956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114646012691698956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/05/foolish-as-i-am-you-captured-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114637596377242731</id><published>2006-04-30T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:14:50.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;Was rooting for Man Utd but ended up cheering for Chelsea...&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd totally sucked yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping they would beat Chelsea...&lt;br /&gt;Then the ending to the season would be great...&lt;br /&gt;But Chelsea deserved to win...&lt;br /&gt;They guys were like hysterical...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;We played Winning 11 as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Scary Movie 3 with my father and lil bro...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;Scary to a tiny extent...&lt;br /&gt;Followed the plot of The Ring and The Matrix...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... There was this scene where the boy was hit by a car...&lt;br /&gt;He didn't die... Got smashed by a baseball bat...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't die... Recommend the movie for laughter...&lt;br /&gt;0 for plot...&lt;br /&gt;10 for fun... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study for Geog and Physics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114637596377242731?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114637596377242731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114637596377242731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114637596377242731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114637596377242731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-hell-was-rooting-for-man-utd-but.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114628609232372472</id><published>2006-04-29T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:30.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Physics practical sucked big time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Actually it was okay laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And for the first time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Our English Paper 2 for the first time was relatively easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The guys coming my place today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Guys night!!! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Watch soccer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chelsea vs Man Utd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;C'mon Man U!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha... Have training later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And yesterday hurt my knee ligament again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I guess the NSSL have much better ppl than yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Patched things up with my parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I just dunno what made me shout at them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fuck my ego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fuck my pride...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;They deserve better than what they get from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I am now fucking determined to play hard and play professionally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And study hard... Go SMU maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Love makes you blind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How poorly ppl misinterpret this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maybe its their opinion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It means that love makes you care for that person more than yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not that it makes you blank out your surroundings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;People have called me stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ridiculous... Smart... Bastard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Basket... Idiot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I thank them... Coz after all... I'm human...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But if you fucking insult my parents!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My religion!!! And people close to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I will never ever forgive you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And get ready to see Julius...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Julius??? Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114628609232372472?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114628609232372472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114628609232372472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114628609232372472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114628609232372472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/physics-practical-sucked-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114604128200524898</id><published>2006-04-26T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:30.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/wenger_villarreal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/wenger_villarreal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARSENAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;BONJOUR PARIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;JENS LEHMANN!!!&lt;br /&gt;STADE DE FRANCE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;What a night!!! I mean morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were expected to lose but woah!!!&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly believe it!!!&lt;br /&gt;The season was bad but yet...&lt;br /&gt;Here we are on the door of European success!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to be an Arsenal fan now...&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona or AC Milan...&lt;br /&gt;Either one stands in our way...&lt;br /&gt;It would be heart-breaking if we lose...&lt;br /&gt;See the elation on the faces...&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of any Arsenal fan... That is pure joy...&lt;br /&gt;Let's recall what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/1600/report_villarreal25042006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/2360/320/report_villarreal25042006.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Arsenal had&lt;strong&gt; ONE &lt;/strong&gt;shot on target while Villareal had &lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Forlan missed an open goal...&lt;br /&gt;Franco missed 3 glorious opportunity...&lt;br /&gt;Sorin missed one...&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight...&lt;br /&gt;JUAN ROMAN RIQUELME missing a penalty...&lt;br /&gt;Blatant dive by Jose Mari... Basket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WE were lucky...&lt;br /&gt;So happy... Tomorrow no school!!! Woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;Had Chem practical that went quite well...&lt;br /&gt;But had some sucky moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114604128200524898?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114604128200524898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114604128200524898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114604128200524898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114604128200524898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/arsenal-bonjour-paris-jens-lehmann.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114597553241131030</id><published>2006-04-25T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Supposed to be studying... But nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Heck... Later still got time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alright guys and gals... Got this off Yiyao's blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEAR TRUTHFULLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Do you love someone? Yes... My family as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Does he/she know it? I guess so... Maybe not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Is it simple or complicated? As simple as you want and as complicated as it can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH HAVE YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bought something? Yes... Presents... And food???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gotten sick? Of her no... Of myself??? Had fever... Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Been hugged? Parents... Girl??? Nope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Talked to an ex? Never had one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Missed someone? TERRIBLY! But I can't do anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Failed a test? NAPFA bcoz of stupid pull ups... SS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ate cereal? NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gotten your hair cut? Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nervous habits? Yes... In front of her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Said "I Love you"? Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;And meant it? Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Given money to a homeless person? Nope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Waited all night for a phone call? Yah... But it never came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cook your own food? Yes... Sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Like pepsi or coke? Pepsi... Coke kills your sperms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Own a cat? Nope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spend your money wisely? Guess not... Sometimes tho'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Like to swim? Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Call a friend when you get bored? No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREFER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Flowers or angels? Flowers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gray or black? Black goes well with anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Color or black and white photos? Colour... Brings more life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sunrise or sunset? Sunset... More romantic and time to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;M&amp;Ms or Skittles? Whichever that has a low fat content... Must go on a diet... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Jazz or classical? Classical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Staying up late or waking up late? Staying up late... More shows to watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Feeling hot or cold? Depends laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Winter or Fall? Fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Left or right? Left... Funny... Coz I do everything with my right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Having 10 acquaintances or 2 bestfriends? 2 bestfriends... More difficult to find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sunshine or rain? Rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Vanilla or chocolate ice cream? Chocolate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Boys or girls? Girls, because they're easier to get along with... Tho' they can be irritating a lot of times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE/ARE/DO YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kissed someone in the past month? Yup... My lil bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever wanted to die? Nope... I'm not gonna die a v*****... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever thought of killing someone? No... I don't bear grudges...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Single or in a relationship? Single...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ever been in love? Yes... Still am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thought about getting married? If God permits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Want to have kids? Of course!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Person you have hugged: Family members and guy friends... (I'm straight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Person you have kissed: Family members... (No guy friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Person you talked to on the phone: Some bugger who called... Wrong number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Drink: Fruit Tree Apple with Aloe Vera pulps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Food: Beef Steak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114597553241131030?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114597553241131030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114597553241131030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114597553241131030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114597553241131030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/supposed-to-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114596380982300774</id><published>2006-04-25T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:30.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday was a slack day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No school... The sec4s had Bio practical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So we didn't have to come school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to library with Daryl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Need to memorise SS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS(sleeping session or stupid subject)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not Social Studies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stupid Ah Liao come at 3.30-4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We going home then only he come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But he study with his classmates earlier on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anw... So Fionne... Fel's sis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HOW COULD SHE NOT RECOGNISE US???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haiyo... No respect for seniors... Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then saw this gal... Damn chio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Too bad she's 20...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Later on went to eat at KFC... Had the supersaver's meal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Got the coupon "1 free regular whipped potato"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was damn full...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went for tuition later on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today had SS paper... Amazingly it seemed so easy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That was what scared me I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did on HDB and one more qn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SBQ was also ok laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had English Paper 1 also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I had planned to write a narrative story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Therefore... I picked the topic grandparents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wrote about how my life was affected by their advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My daily routine... And how I dutifuly visit them every term holiday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And somehow... I detailed my feelings a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And my visit to them this time around was at their grave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Included a poem also... Sounded like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With all our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were sent above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We thought we loved you most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But God loves you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If I had another second with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I would tell you I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can laa... Hope will do well this time around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then had Australian Science Quiz... Bloody difficult...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had Physics remedial all the way to 4.30!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tmr have Chem practical and then go home I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;F*** chem prac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thursday no school... Nomination day and my school is the holding ground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So... No school lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haix... Must mug like xiao ready.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114596380982300774?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114596380982300774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114596380982300774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114596380982300774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114596380982300774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-slack-day_25.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114571589308833828</id><published>2006-04-22T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CONGRATS to BP BAND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally got Gold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unfortunately, we didn't get Gold with Honours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But no matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was and am proud to be a BPian after the performance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was really good in you guys left me in awe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We were cheering our hearts for you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Don't cry... You guys aren't losers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All of you are winners...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I had fun being a spectator...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Took taxi home with Daryl and Jun Jie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wanted to watch Arsenal's game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My GOD they suck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;WTF were they trying to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I felt like.... ARGHH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had chances but didn't score...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And worse... We played like an away team...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We seriously deserve a UEFA Cup spot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Is she happy??? DUH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But she isn't with herself I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Haix... Fuck the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fuck life... But love GOD for the life HE gives you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Love you girl... Too much that it's almost unbearable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Too much for me to let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Too much that I hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Too much that I guess I'll carry on loving you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114571589308833828?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114571589308833828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114571589308833828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114571589308833828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114571589308833828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/congrats-to-bp-band-finally-got-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114561642030743365</id><published>2006-04-21T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went for CIP yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Played Taiti and Cheat and Blackjack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lols... It was seriously fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had debate as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lost to 4L1 by a mere margin of _ points...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I shan't say how much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We were just unable to bring across our points clearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Me and David...Grace was perfect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sorry though Grace... We suck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How I just wished 4L1 would wipe off that smirk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Regret and a bruised pride...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Had Physics test also... Magnetism...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I screwed it up... My concepts were all wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And I plan to top the class for Physics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'M GONNA DO IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;However... A friend was caned yesterday for stealing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today... The day flied by very fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Slept through the whole of SS (sleeping session)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Irritating monotonous voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Had English after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A much more lively session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Luckily she was great in conducting her lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For the first time... I also paid full attention in Geog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tourism... Then had nomination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For the most caring teacher award...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Personally... I couldn't decide b/w Mr Loh and Mrs Chiu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Both are great teachers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Physics and A Maths teacher as well as Form Teacher respectively...&lt;br /&gt;But I had to choose Mrs Chiu for standing by us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Keeping faith and hope that we would do well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When we were the last class in the whole level I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;FUCK... She stood up for our class when all the teachers condemned us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For that... I'll ever be greatful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Played soccer at the street soccer court...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Was okay laa... But my form was disrupted by a stupid torn shoe of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Grrr... Then went home... Practiced and trained my left leg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tuition later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mid year in 4 days... Tmr SYF for Band...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;If they don't get GOLD... I'll kill them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But I also pity them... They train so hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haix... Forced to skip training tmr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to go Malacca for the soccer competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hope we are able to form the best team...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm fitter and better than the previous time we met the Malaccan and KL team...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Coach plans to send me to Singapore Cricket Club next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He wants me to fight for my place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And I will... If can... I want to play soccer professionally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though I have to lose weight first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have to improve a lot... And I want to play in midfield...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But if I'm unable coz I'm unfit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then I don't mind playing as a keeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But first... O levels must get at least 5A1s...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Go to either SAJC, NJC, AJC, ACJC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I also realise that I feel happy when I'm in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But when I'm alone... I think too much...&lt;br /&gt;Lols... 143, 7...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all that he has done for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114561642030743365?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114561642030743365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114561642030743365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114561642030743365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114561642030743365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-for-cip-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114544388358929808</id><published>2006-04-19T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love so pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is what I'd give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love to cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is what i'm giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is what I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love so painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is what i'm having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is meant for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;For whom I'd love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;A love for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114544388358929808?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114544388358929808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114544388358929808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114544388358929808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114544388358929808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/love_19.html' title='a love....'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114536095458852418</id><published>2006-04-18T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno if this is considered as racism or not...&lt;br /&gt;In this case... Religion-ism...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if it causes any disputes...&lt;br /&gt;Coz that really isn't my intention...&lt;br /&gt;But if does... And if by demand...&lt;br /&gt;I'll remove this update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Recently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The media published this show that causes an eruption among the Christian groups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well it's about the documentary show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gospel of Judas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;From a non-Christian society...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It seems interesting... But somehow I pity them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;That something like this had to come up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well... Jasmine said that whatever that was on the original text is wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I mean the article that was found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Coz it was written in ard 200 AD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But could it have been the original one passed down???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I mean in Islam... Judas is also a betrayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I just wonder how people are gonna interpret everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If some of the meaning of the text is not clear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;People may have interpret wrongly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Did Jesus told Judas Iscariot to betray him???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In my opinion... No... Nehi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He did it out of greed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Perhaps when Jesus had told him that he would be the brightest star...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Judas thought that no matter what happens he would end up in heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Therefore... He decided to betray Jesus???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's up to us to believe which ever interpretation we feel is right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway... It just makes me happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To see HER really happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay... I didn't really see her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Plus I think she has a good boyfriend with her now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Does this mean I have moved on???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But if I do get the chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will try again... Lols..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Good luck to people out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;people who have already found love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And people finding love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's a long road ahead... Stay strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114536095458852418?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114536095458852418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114536095458852418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114536095458852418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114536095458852418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dunno-if-this-is-considered-as.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114528300365362856</id><published>2006-04-17T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Today... School was practically ok laa...&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing... Perhaps funny...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe serious??? Was the event...&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Regarding DAVE!!! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;"ooohh.. I have stomach ache... That's why I went outside class"...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid... Want to lie dunno how to lie...&lt;br /&gt;You want to skip CME say laaa...&lt;br /&gt;CME some more!!! Haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;Lols... Even when we had stomach ache we asked for PERMISSION!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Then we sang a birthday song for him...&lt;br /&gt;Not once... Not twice...&lt;br /&gt;But THRICE!!! With the temptation for more...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Kept on bragging that this girl likes him laa...&lt;br /&gt;Come on... Even Wallace knows his limits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Speaking of Wallace...&lt;br /&gt;That guy seriously no brain...&lt;br /&gt;Except for the time when we have Chem...&lt;br /&gt;He fails to realise that sometimes the joke is on him...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Wandi were laughing at him...&lt;br /&gt;Not at his jokes...&lt;br /&gt;He asked questions like what is 1+1=???&lt;br /&gt;And when we said the answer was 121...&lt;br /&gt;(bcoz you jumble up everything, you'll get 11X11)...&lt;br /&gt;And he said "NO!!! How come you so stupid???"&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Afizah also another one...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Funny girl...&lt;br /&gt;Lols... Refuse to talk about it here...&lt;br /&gt;But Wandi and me... As well as Faris...&lt;br /&gt;HER BOYFRIEND... Should know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;Hahax...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I dunno about the rest...&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that our class spirit is super high...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are really united??? I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;But I really love our class... Except for.........&lt;br /&gt;And also to the school...&lt;br /&gt;Though I initially hated my earlier years here...&lt;br /&gt;I realised that when you are a sec4 student...&lt;br /&gt;You begin to appreciate the school...&lt;br /&gt;Though it sucks in some ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BP rocks.. (half-heartedly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114528300365362856?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114528300365362856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114528300365362856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114528300365362856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114528300365362856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/today.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114508968270398312</id><published>2006-04-15T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is full of sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is a healing device&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is out of will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is feeling pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is learning how to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is never about our gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is knowing failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is to be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is about being true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love is about loving you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114508968270398312?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114508968270398312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114508968270398312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114508968270398312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114508968270398312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114508944593942707</id><published>2006-04-15T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:29.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is raining really heavily right now...&lt;br /&gt;And i just don't feel like doing them now...&lt;br /&gt;It's the right condition to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Practically nothing much to blog though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised...&lt;br /&gt;I will be really happy even though she will just say 'Hi' to me...&lt;br /&gt;Lols... Besides... She is so happy now...&lt;br /&gt;With her new guy... And I'm just glad she's happy...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... Smtimes... I just feel like turning back time and redo my mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Though we can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I will cope when O levels come...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much stress I will face...&lt;br /&gt;So in the meantime... Must study and play hard...&lt;br /&gt;Come O lvls... Mug all the way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114508944593942707?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114508944593942707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114508944593942707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114508944593942707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114508944593942707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-is-raining-really-heavily-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114500366437465522</id><published>2006-04-14T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's a paradise full of contradiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Even though it's a feeling of passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It ought to be mentioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Living in a world of seperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You came to me like the dawn through the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Just shining like a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It's something that I might&lt;br /&gt;Be looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The never ending oceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;An adventure that people yearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But only a few set sail&lt;br /&gt;Amd came back knowing what it's like to fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A fire that burns through wind and rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But it died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When we give up, saying it was all in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I found someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;For whom I would do all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'll wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Coz at the moment, she isn't mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I'll continue waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Even till forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;For her to love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And for us to create a we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114500366437465522?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114498766585851546</id><published>2006-04-14T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent events</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Class record!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I guess it may even be a school record...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;An initial number of 15!!! students were absent from assembly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But later on... Some came late bcoz of causeway jam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And the rest were sick while Dave played truant according to some students...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aiyoh Dave... You die arh... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1st period... Had Chem practical...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fuck laa... I can do all (duh)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But dunno how to identify it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Must really buck up from now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then had Physics test... Was okay laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Think can get 35/40???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Later on... Went for CIP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My God!!! That was the best CIP session so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We played Bingo wth the uncles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was paired up with a war veteran, 81 yrs old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He told me stories abt his life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway... Has the game went on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We continuously reached the climax of the game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Even though some of the students got Bingo!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We let the old men try and outwit each other... Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then Faris so stupid... We wanted to play Ludo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;After our 3rd move... He lost the dice... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then the both of us and Khidir played ball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We kept hitting this old guy... He was really pissed with only KHIDIR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha... Then after the session... We had more jokes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marcus was bullying the parachutist that is now disabled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;He asked if the uncle was Buddhist or Christian or of any religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The uncle said he's a Christian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Then you boy... You what religion???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"I half-half... In the morning Buddhist... At night Christian..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haha!!! Then that stupid uncle ask him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Your mother girl or boy???"&lt;/span&gt; Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marcus answered &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Who knows???"&lt;/span&gt; Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Asshole man that guy... Funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Had Sports Day today... Supposed to start at 8...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I woke up at 7.55...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... Panicked... Then decided to take MC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;At Polyclinic... And the doctor was an ex-BPian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Haha... Besides... I had cough... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The guys were supposed to come my house today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But due to laziness... We cancelled it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wanted to watch Saw II...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lucky never watch... I guess I can't sleep after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hamci wat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lols... Planning to go out with Julius...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dunno wat to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thoughts for the past few days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What does she expect of guys???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Her boyfriend is kind and everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So am i... (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's just that she NEVER EVER had FEELINGS for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That's why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I really never had the chance to show her how much I love her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Love is unfair... I feel I can give her much more than him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We don't see each other that often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That is why I treasure and value everything that she does...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If he were to be me... I don't think he would last it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm stuck in two minds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I want her to be happy but I don't wanna be sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As much as I try to forget her... I love her more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Some of you might know how much I used to like Afizah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;That was how badly I wanted to move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sorry Faris... But I need to make the comparison...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My love for this girl is more than all the like I had for all the other gals I've liked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know you guys/gals will say that all this is bullshit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How can like this laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How can like that laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You will eventually forget her and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haix... I never learn... And so do you guys... I'm not you ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How am I to forget her... I can't... And have never been able to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I feel her inside of me... Her emotions... Or when she cries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I dunno what my life would have been like wthout her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114498766585851546?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114498766585851546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114498766585851546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114498766585851546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114498766585851546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/recent-events.html' title='Recent events'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114466928561383208</id><published>2006-04-10T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All right man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've improved tremondously since last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm fitter... But still of the same size...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha... Well... These are my results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2.4km run : 13min 23 secs (woohoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shuttle run : 9.5 secs (woohoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sit and reach: 63 cm (woohoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sit ups in 1 min : 43 (woohoo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Standing broad jump : 210cm (okay la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chin-ups : 0!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Haha!!! And... Fuck la!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If not for mu pull ups... Can get silver you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grr... Never mind... Still got next year in JC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I still love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114466928561383208?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114466928561383208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114466928561383208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114466928561383208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114466928561383208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/napfa-test.html' title='NAPFA Test'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114449886035654114</id><published>2006-04-08T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Love-Massari (Slow-Emo)</title><content type='html'>Girl, I'm going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And even though i don’t really know you&lt;br /&gt;And plus i feel I’m running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting 4 the moment i can show u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And baby girl i want u 2 know,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you go,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i was there all alone,&lt;br /&gt;When you'd be doing things i would watch you&lt;br /&gt;I'd picture you n me all alone,&lt;br /&gt;I’m wishing u were someone i could talk 2&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;But baby girl i gotta see you once again&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’m going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And even though i don’t really know you&lt;br /&gt;And plus i feel I’m running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting 4 the moment i can show u...&lt;br /&gt;And baby girl i want u 2 know,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you go,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;Its real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and now i go to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t stop dreaming about u,&lt;br /&gt;Your love is got me feeling kind a weak&lt;br /&gt;I really can’t see me without you&lt;br /&gt;And now you are running around in my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna let u slip away again&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then when i watch you&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could tell you that i want you&lt;br /&gt;If i can have the chance to talk with ya&lt;br /&gt;If i get up the chance to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;Then i would stop holding it in&lt;br /&gt;And never have to go through this again&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’m going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And even though i don’t really know you&lt;br /&gt;And plus i feel I’m running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting 4 the moment i can show u...&lt;br /&gt;And baby girl i want u 2 know,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you go,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;It's real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when i saw you alone&lt;br /&gt;I knew i had to come up and approach you&lt;br /&gt;Coz girl i really gotta let you know&lt;br /&gt;All about the things you made me go through&lt;br /&gt;And now she's looking at me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And now you got me open and now you're dreaming again&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that you don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then when i watch you&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could tell you that i want you&lt;br /&gt;If i can have the chance to talk to with you&lt;br /&gt;If i get up the chance to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;Then i would stop holding it in&lt;br /&gt;And never have to go through this again&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that you don’t know about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’m going out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And even though i don’t really know you&lt;br /&gt;And plus i feel I’m running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting 4 the moment i can show u...&lt;br /&gt;And baby girl i want u 2 know,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you go,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching you pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;It’s real love that u don’t know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that i wanna know that can take it from me nononononooooo&lt;br /&gt;Even thought i don’t really know you.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta lotta love i wanna show you&lt;br /&gt;And you’d be right there in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I see you passing in front of me nonono&lt;br /&gt;Girl i need your love baby i need your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114449886035654114?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114449886035654114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114449886035654114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114449886035654114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114449886035654114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/real-love-massari-slow-emo.html' title='Real Love-Massari (Slow-Emo)'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114441066695977860</id><published>2006-04-07T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You'll never know the tears I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It left my eyes dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And everything around me dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll hold on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As time makes this love grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You'll never know the tears I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As I ease away your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I said it didn't hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't sleep without thinking about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll only close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Knowing I still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;-Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114441066695977860?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114441066695977860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114441066695977860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114441066695977860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114441066695977860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104834.post-114432774665385480</id><published>2006-04-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:03:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I was so nervous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Even though it was just in front of my own schoolmates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I was trembling!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lols... But in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My class won the debate topic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;School was damn fun and boring today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oxymoron??? Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then later on headed to Bethany Home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For CIP... WHAT THE FUCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It was like so damn boring lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Had to play chess with them???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;In the end... Played among ourselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then got this uncle... Challenged me to checkers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Asshole... Say that he was very good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Somehow... His idea of good was not that good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He moved my pieces instead... And his as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;What am I to play???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Finally he said that I won??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Woohoo!!! Whose your daddy now... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then slept in the home for 1/2 an hour... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It was so tempting...&lt;br /&gt;Since it was raining...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And I was so sleepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway... I have been wondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Should I tell her now???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When according to her... She's already attached...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She has an ex that still cares for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She has a boyfriend that she loves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And she has an asshole like me around to spoil everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I really really love her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Michelle told me to forget about that girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't... Not that I wanted it to be that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love her deeply... Too deeply I guess for my own good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So what am I to her???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will eventually be forgotten...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haix... People tell me to wait for the right time to tell her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But the right time will never come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For she will always love someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104834-114432774665385480?l=bangandiamdead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/feeds/114432774665385480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104834&amp;postID=114432774665385480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114432774665385480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104834/posts/default/114432774665385480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bangandiamdead.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-so-nervous.html' title=''/><author><name>when i was asked what is love, i think about you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339012085716719675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
