<?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-4583613001082723999</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:22:08.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3xil3</title><subtitle type='html'>Its the unknown, its wad u dunno tt's out there</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583613001082723999.post-2880513270903645113</id><published>2008-08-25T20:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:32:23.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay report</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Format Laporan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tajuk (title) : LAPORAN SAMBUTAN KEARMONIAN KAUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perenggan 1 / Permulaan (paragraph 1)&lt;br /&gt;- Tarikh (date)&lt;br /&gt;- Penganjur (organiser)&lt;br /&gt;- Kegiatan/aktiviti (name of activity)&lt;br /&gt;- Tempat (place)&lt;br /&gt;- Masa (time)&lt;br /&gt;- Para perserta (participants)/pengunjung (visitors) (siapa, berapa ramai)&lt;br /&gt;- Harga (price)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perenggan 2&lt;br /&gt;- Maklamat/ objektive/ tujuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; 2 objectives have to be written&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perenggan 3-4&lt;br /&gt;- Terangkan (describe/explain) kegiatan/aktiviti/acara (event) /program+perasaan peserta&lt;br /&gt;(feelings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;Write 3 different objctives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perenggan 5 (akhir/pentutup)&lt;br /&gt;- Sambutan para erserta&lt;br /&gt;- Perasaan&lt;br /&gt;- Faedah&lt;br /&gt;- Pendapat/ cadangan (opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laporan ditulis oleh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Nama pelapor) &lt;/strong&gt;reporter's name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ketua/ Pengerusi (tempat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laporan Darmawisata Ke Negeri Sembilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pada hari Sabtu yang lalu, seramai tiga puluh orang (pelajar) dan tiga orang (guru) telah menyertai(take part in) berdarawisata ke Negeri Sembilan. Mereka bertolak dari sekolah dengan menaiki bas pada pukul 9.30 pagi. Mereka tiba k Negeri Sembilan pada pukul 4.00 petang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di darmawisata itu, mereka dapat melihat pelbagai jenis makanan, berkenali dengan budaya melayu orang Negeri Sembilan dan berasa tinggal dalam rumah kampung. (&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 objectives)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(what was done there, 3 activities)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laporan ditulis oleh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3xil3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ketua penganjur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2880513270903645113?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2880513270903645113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2880513270903645113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2880513270903645113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2880513270903645113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/08/malay-report.html' title='Malay report'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-6719391364100718240</id><published>2008-08-25T18:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:01:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malay letter writing format</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Malay letter-writing format&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(own name)&lt;br /&gt;(own address)&lt;br /&gt;Singapura 123456&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 hb Ogos 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menemul sahabat, Saudari Maya&lt;br /&gt;Dengan selamatnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika saya menulis warkah ini, saya berada dalam keadaan sihat sejahtera. Bagaimana keadaan saudari sekarang? Saya berharap saudari berada dalam keadaan sihat walafiat dan dapat menjalankan tugas seharian dengan baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tujuan saya menulis warkah ini ialah untuk memberitahu saudari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga di sini surat saya kali ini. Jika ada kesempatan, saya akan menulis lagi. Salam sayang (family)/ sejahtera (friend) untuk saudari sekeluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar&lt;br /&gt;3xil3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-6719391364100718240?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/6719391364100718240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=6719391364100718240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/6719391364100718240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/6719391364100718240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/08/malay-letter-writing-format.html' title='Malay letter writing format'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-7992095047934636675</id><published>2008-06-03T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:38:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagged by: Xinny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;*Unfair leh! I have like how many people to tag oO? Not to mention some have already been tagged &gt;&lt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Emo cool?&lt;br /&gt;No way... But everyone does tend to become that. Just a matter of how one expresses themself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere in particular, just a place where I can have peace... FINALLY -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;For school to be non-exsistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yea? I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Who/What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;The people I love. Friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Save a portion, donate a portion, invest another portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) List out 3 good points of the person (Xinny) who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Lame, funny ad blur xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of stuff, too many to lists out. Most importantly he cannot smoke or drink must be funny and NO vulgarities &gt;&lt; (does not swear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Liars, backstabbers and hypocrites. People who judge everything just by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;No idea. I take a day as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;Rather they keep quiet. Hey, they're my faults... I know them ok &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Not to junge people, and to think positive whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;Not. I hate shopping.... unless its for an unlimited supply of romance novels &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;My looks? (though i hate it when ppl keep harping on their looks &gt;&lt;), my stubbornness and my selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What do you usually do at home?&lt;br /&gt;Play the computer, sleep or slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Any weird habits or quirks?&lt;br /&gt;Erm... what the definition of weird oO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) How do you think the person who tagged you can change to be a better person ? (It's perfectly fine to leave it blank if you think he/she is perfect).&lt;br /&gt;Um, she can stop bullying me &gt;&lt; and to be less blur? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What would you be doing if you were not taking this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Slacking, maybe linking someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sonni&lt;br /&gt;2. Sun Nu&lt;br /&gt;3. Jason dear&lt;br /&gt;4. Bad Jie (new addition, just linked &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;5. rest all been tagged&lt;br /&gt;6. So erm... Foxy family? - Mummi&lt;br /&gt;7. So erm... Foxy family? - Cikky&lt;br /&gt;8. So erm... Foxy family? - erm... anyone else there? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-7992095047934636675?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/7992095047934636675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=7992095047934636675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7992095047934636675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7992095047934636675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-2894047640971016650</id><published>2008-05-30T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:32:23.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Blind cinema"</title><content type='html'>Ok so I had to write something for my english&lt;br /&gt;Something from a blind person's point of veiw&lt;br /&gt;This is what i came up with &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In the darkness of my everyday life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I saw a speck of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was vague but still i saw it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A slight brightness in my vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not everything is lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There is still hope for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To just be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As I was led by the hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Like a small kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Through who knows where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With lefts and rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And complicated turns through a maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I felt excitement bubble within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cold air hits me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As I hear the light jingle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a sign of the opening door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Upon stepping in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was overwhelmed with the excited chatter that greeted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ushered&lt;/span&gt; to my seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And welcomed cheerfully and warmly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One did not have to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To know that everyone was happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Laughter could be heard from every corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;People were genuinely enjoying themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here I would not be looked down upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here was where I belonged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Where I could be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I felt right at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was comfortable and happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2894047640971016650?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2894047640971016650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2894047640971016650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2894047640971016650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2894047640971016650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/blind-cinema.html' title='&quot;Blind cinema&quot;'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-51432907350467086</id><published>2008-05-28T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:34:29.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just don't see it</title><content type='html'>You just don't see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see what's behind the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scenes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You don't see what I really do,&lt;br /&gt;You don't see how hard I try,&lt;br /&gt;To fit the bill you dearly want me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know half of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;You don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;You just come up with you own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conclusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And accuse me of all untruths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see how I suffer through,&lt;br /&gt;You know not what I do,&lt;br /&gt;You just conclude from what you see&lt;br /&gt;And say that's all I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know not how I feel&lt;br /&gt;The betrayal that tears right through&lt;br /&gt;You know not what I know&lt;br /&gt;For I pretend there's nothing else to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to know nothing&lt;br /&gt;I leave it as it is&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you to tell me&lt;br /&gt;But it just doesn't begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find out&lt;br /&gt;From anyone else but you&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet the last again&lt;br /&gt;To be told the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a so-called friend of yours&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really feel it&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cause&lt;/span&gt; you just won't let me in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the hurt from deep within&lt;br /&gt;A knife stabbed and twisted in the gut&lt;br /&gt;The gushing blood that pours forth from me&lt;br /&gt;A wound that shall forever scar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memory&lt;br /&gt;A mark&lt;br /&gt;A reminder&lt;br /&gt;That i have failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-51432907350467086?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/51432907350467086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=51432907350467086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/51432907350467086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/51432907350467086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-just-dont-see-it.html' title='you just don&apos;t see it'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-7807341191164087526</id><published>2008-05-19T19:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:30:20.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem 1 (zeppy &amp; me)</title><content type='html'>Random-ness by Zeppy and me (19/5/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect by nature&lt;br /&gt;A natural beauty&lt;br /&gt;A magnificent creature&lt;br /&gt;Oooo cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I love your sigh&lt;br /&gt;I love your "device" (levi's &lt;-- we were thinking of using this , sounded cool )&lt;br /&gt;I love u, that's why... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate your lies&lt;br /&gt;I hate your disguise&lt;br /&gt;I hate your applepies&lt;br /&gt;Mostly , i hate your goodbyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abrupt wakening&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality&lt;br /&gt;On my finger lies a wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*..back to reality&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie pokie~&lt;br /&gt;So combined effort again~&lt;br /&gt;Yay~ Got e new partner to crap with xPPP (rite o.o? &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;So yea from this we all can tell zeppy's a romantic~&lt;br /&gt;YAY-ness &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-7807341191164087526?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/7807341191164087526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=7807341191164087526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7807341191164087526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7807341191164087526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/poem-1-zeppy-me.html' title='Poem 1 (zeppy &amp; me)'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-2259326053006604401</id><published>2008-05-09T21:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:06:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny &amp; me poem 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Random-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; 5 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consecutive tests&lt;br /&gt;Constant headache&lt;br /&gt;Study fests&lt;br /&gt;I need a break!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Doubt you shall not&lt;br /&gt;Take the plunge&lt;br /&gt;That’s all you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got&lt;br /&gt;Down the ravine you lunge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the chest&lt;br /&gt;The treasure was bared&lt;br /&gt;Where the heart rest&lt;br /&gt;Love that cannot be compared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling harder&lt;br /&gt;Under your spell&lt;br /&gt;There’s no other&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories turned sour&lt;br /&gt;I have but one thing to say&lt;br /&gt;You hold the power&lt;br /&gt;Just for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fall, my ascension.&lt;br /&gt;A stab in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Your death, my transgressions&lt;br /&gt;An eternal mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever empty&lt;br /&gt;Reality’s gone&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what seams&lt;br /&gt;The dusk till dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn in the fires of damnation&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is, sweet&lt;br /&gt;For your transgression&lt;br /&gt;In hell we meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy for Lady Vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Double-barreled shot gun&lt;br /&gt;Swept through the entrance&lt;br /&gt;Sadistic fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one is really random.&lt;br /&gt;There is absolutely no link at all.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, you should get my point.&lt;br /&gt;They're just random phrases strung together.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when we start off from where we stop another day.&lt;br /&gt;The stuff just don't seem to link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2259326053006604401?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2259326053006604401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2259326053006604401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2259326053006604401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2259326053006604401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/jenny-me-poem-5.html' title='Jenny &amp; me poem 5'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-8838412433805116839</id><published>2008-05-04T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:01:03.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translations &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorrding to my mum these malay lines are from a song.&lt;br /&gt;I found the meaning to be touching and meaningful, and i though maybe it would be useful in somewayt, so i'm writing it here.&lt;br /&gt;To make it easier for me to remember the meanings and also for you to understand (xP nice aint i ?&gt;&lt;), I'm translating it. So... yea xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dalam dakapan senja aku renungi gambar wajahmu. Aku rasa amat berat untuk melepaskan dikau pergi. Dingin hembusan bayu, lemah longlai langkah kakiku dan lambaianmu kini kian jauh dari mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the twilight I stare (look closely) at the picture. I feel very heavy to let you go. Cold wind blowing , the way i walk is very listless and the waves are getting further from my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Malang sungguh bencana menimpa, engkau telah pergi untuk selamanya; tak kembali. Pada saat terakhir, aku melihat paras wajahmu, engkau bisikkan haanya sayang kepadaku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very unfortunate accident occurred, you're gone forever, never coming back. In that moment, I saw your face, you whispered that you loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Belum puas ku menikmati.&lt;br /&gt;kesan kasih sayang..&lt;br /&gt;kau terpaksa pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could savour all ur love, U had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Andainya aku tiada lagi di sisimu, janganla kamu bersedih hati,&lt;br /&gt;Andainya aku tiada lagi di sisimu, janganla kau memencil diri,&lt;br /&gt;Bayangkanlah masa-masa kita bersama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenanglah daku dalam doamu...... selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If i'm no longer by your side, don't you be sad,&lt;br /&gt;If i'm no longer by yout side, don't you be lonely,&lt;br /&gt;recall times we were together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember me in your prayers... always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, anyway decided I would not "poem-ize" today &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, this weekend was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I am so NOT proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Totally wasted my time away when i could have used it better on studying.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR~&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously frustrated with myself...&lt;br /&gt;Really needa be more disiplined and self-motivated.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending too much time on the com, and i definately needa cut down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESOLUTION: CUT DOWN ON COM TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah... let's see how well i stick to that...I gotta get out of the house man.&lt;br /&gt;Especially during the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where... anywhere... somewhere where i can study and all.&lt;br /&gt;Air-conditioned places are out... that leaves me with...?&lt;br /&gt;GRRR&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep earlier too...&lt;br /&gt;Because of my late sleeping habits i'm falling asleep in schl.&lt;br /&gt;On weekends i wake up so late that half of the day is gone.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of sleep and how late i sleep and wake up, makes me feel wierd.&lt;br /&gt;I end up napping at odd times, feeling tired almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESOLUTION 2: SLEEP EARLIER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, ok that's one that is unlikely to happen...&lt;br /&gt;At least i should try to sleep by 11 on a normal school day.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe erm 2 by the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it's worth saying... and i gotta try. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;All words and no action will do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;So i gotta move that butt of mine and move it move it.&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;&lt; &gt;&lt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8838412433805116839?l=live4m3.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-4583613001082723999.post-8218367865245029152</id><published>2008-05-04T18:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:07:48.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny &amp; me poem 4</title><content type='html'>Random-ness again (jenny &amp;amp; me 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took umbrage&lt;br /&gt;At what you said&lt;br /&gt;About my age&lt;br /&gt;During the raid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the womb&lt;br /&gt;The fetus grew&lt;br /&gt;In a tomb&lt;br /&gt;The dead knew (fav para)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vicious cycle&lt;br /&gt;All over again&lt;br /&gt;In a pickle&lt;br /&gt;There’s no gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the windows&lt;br /&gt;And into the fields&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in the shadow&lt;br /&gt;The effort yields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughters of cacophony&lt;br /&gt;Sons of discord&lt;br /&gt;Instruments of symphony&lt;br /&gt;Forming a chord (fav para)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated and lied to&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories turned sour&lt;br /&gt;Words for you I have two&lt;br /&gt;Girl power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to reveal oneself&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the heart under lock and key&lt;br /&gt;Tame of secrets at the back of the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;For the beholder to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance of death&lt;br /&gt;To dine in hell&lt;br /&gt;Whipped from its sheath&lt;br /&gt;The sword bodes not well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tree falls in a forest&lt;br /&gt;A life long gone&lt;br /&gt;In silent protest&lt;br /&gt;Forever scorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song of ever&lt;br /&gt;Melodies everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Playing forever&lt;br /&gt;Very soothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sense of money&lt;br /&gt;Redundant and useless&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather be with my honey&lt;br /&gt;All hot and breathless (What the Hell? &lt;--- Jenny said that xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Shy away from the light&lt;br /&gt;Let go the warmness&lt;br /&gt;Into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sands of time&lt;br /&gt;Slowly dwindle&lt;br /&gt;Not worth a dime&lt;br /&gt;It’s worth a bundle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bound and shackled&lt;br /&gt;Left to decay&lt;br /&gt;The old witch cackled&lt;br /&gt;How sadly gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8218367865245029152?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/8218367865245029152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=8218367865245029152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my protfolio, so there was sorta a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the pictue here so cant put it up xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The black and the white&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture&lt;br /&gt;A blur of faces&lt;br /&gt;A mere shadow of its original form&lt;br /&gt;All life drained out&lt;br /&gt;There is no life&lt;br /&gt;No colour left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but one person&lt;br /&gt;Lingering in the background&lt;br /&gt;A patch of white against the black&lt;br /&gt;An unknown&lt;br /&gt;An unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a part&lt;br /&gt;Yet apart&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Yet alone&lt;br /&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a sprit&lt;br /&gt;A soul&lt;br /&gt;Looking upon the others&lt;br /&gt;Floating&lt;br /&gt;Hovering&lt;br /&gt;Watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t see&lt;br /&gt;You overlook&lt;br /&gt;And you surpass me&lt;br /&gt;You don’ know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is was me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-7149519048585573129?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/7149519048585573129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=7149519048585573129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7149519048585573129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7149519048585573129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/portfolio-poem-black-and-white.html' title='Portfolio poem (black and the white)'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-845983284466040430</id><published>2008-05-02T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:38:41.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to fill the space...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a body to fill that place...     &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8n1Ie7ujpio/SBvQCq3nMGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jtnPI6_BJbI/s1600-h/556360ltattw3dtc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195975339387859042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8n1Ie7ujpio/SBvQCq3nMGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jtnPI6_BJbI/s320/556360ltattw3dtc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naught but a figure head&lt;br /&gt;A body in its stead&lt;br /&gt;To fill in that space&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up to your pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a title&lt;br /&gt;Our communication little&lt;br /&gt;Its uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;The silence formidable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignored when seen&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance over what had been&lt;br /&gt;Lies told over&lt;br /&gt;You can feel it hover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem unreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Innocence&lt;/span&gt; fetal&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss&lt;br /&gt;So just leave me out of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not care less&lt;br /&gt;About this big mess&lt;br /&gt;Since you won't give two hoots&lt;br /&gt;Only care about the loots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another&lt;br /&gt;Who you'd rather be together&lt;br /&gt;I pretend not to mind&lt;br /&gt;Indeed am I not too kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You exploit what i give&lt;br /&gt;And continue to live&lt;br /&gt;My heart withers and dies&lt;br /&gt;As the time flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can gather&lt;br /&gt;That it is to be either&lt;br /&gt;But oblivious you remain&lt;br /&gt;Right in this domain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The searing pain&lt;br /&gt;Drives me insane&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to laugh&lt;br /&gt;But its just not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unseen tears&lt;br /&gt;Increasing my fears&lt;br /&gt;The unexpressed hurt&lt;br /&gt;When you treat me like dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Stretches till tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The pent up frustration&lt;br /&gt;Is a mere continuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the whole journey&lt;br /&gt;That leaves me lonely&lt;br /&gt;Craving for something&lt;br /&gt;That all love songs sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&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/4583613001082723999-845983284466040430?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/845983284466040430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=845983284466040430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/845983284466040430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/845983284466040430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/05/naught-but-figure-head-body-in-its.html' title='Just to fill the space...'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8n1Ie7ujpio/SBvQCq3nMGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jtnPI6_BJbI/s72-c/556360ltattw3dtc.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4583613001082723999.post-586588088389488615</id><published>2008-04-23T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:58:48.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you the truth&lt;br /&gt;They're all facts&lt;br /&gt;Listen will ya!&lt;br /&gt;It's no act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know&lt;br /&gt;You hate me so&lt;br /&gt;For what, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Just forget it and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blinding pain&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelms me&lt;br /&gt;The facts are lain (laid or lain arh?)&lt;br /&gt;So leave me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision's blurred&lt;br /&gt;I can't see&lt;br /&gt;My heart's blamed&lt;br /&gt;For deluding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a facade&lt;br /&gt;A shell of false pretence&lt;br /&gt;The pain will never fade&lt;br /&gt;It's really intense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inscribed on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Carved into my bones&lt;br /&gt;It's a work of art&lt;br /&gt;Made by hones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories fresh&lt;br /&gt;I live the dream&lt;br /&gt;Blood flowing from the gash&lt;br /&gt;The echoing scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable pain&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to remember&lt;br /&gt;But the scars are lain (laid or lain arh?)&lt;br /&gt;The evidence forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;If not for what were&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with thee (is this right o.o?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect by nature&lt;br /&gt;imitated by man&lt;br /&gt;No more a future&lt;br /&gt;All seen is wan (not sure of pronunciation so may not rhyme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yawning hole&lt;br /&gt;Within my soul&lt;br /&gt;Plays the role&lt;br /&gt;In reaching your goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies heaped so high&lt;br /&gt;Hidden deep within&lt;br /&gt;The time draws nigh&lt;br /&gt;Brewing trouble will begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hone - A fine-grained whetstone for giving a keen edge to a cutting tool.&lt;br /&gt;- A tool with a rotating abrasive tip for enlarging holes to precise dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan - Suggestive or indicative of weariness, illness, or unhappiness; melancholy: a wan expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah this is even more crap.&lt;br /&gt;As usual it's the spur of the moment thing.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, this is what i came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-586588088389488615?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/586588088389488615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=586588088389488615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/586588088389488615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/586588088389488615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/04/pain-im-telling-you-truth-theyre-all.html' title=''/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-4864412971106700354</id><published>2008-04-21T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:43:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are times...</title><content type='html'>There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i really wish...&lt;br /&gt;You would give a thought..&lt;br /&gt;To this person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wish ...&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't me..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i hate myself so...&lt;br /&gt;For feeling this unreasonable pain...&lt;br /&gt;And jealousy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wish...&lt;br /&gt;You would think of me..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of only you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wish I could be first...&lt;br /&gt;On that list..&lt;br /&gt;Of people important to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wish I could just disappear...&lt;br /&gt;Then i won't feel...&lt;br /&gt;Then i won't think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wish you were just there...&lt;br /&gt;To listen to me...&lt;br /&gt;To hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When I wish you saw me...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of right through...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of forgetting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would remember...&lt;br /&gt;I was your friend...&lt;br /&gt;I feel i no longer am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times...&lt;br /&gt;When i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;What happened between us..&lt;br /&gt;And i do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write meaningless crap&lt;br /&gt;Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-4864412971106700354?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/4864412971106700354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=4864412971106700354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surrender you heart&lt;br /&gt;Relinquish your soul&lt;br /&gt;Free your spirt&lt;br /&gt;Compormise your freedom (spoil the flow rite -.- jenny's fault xP)&lt;br /&gt;Compromise your goal (sounds better? changed to this &gt;&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mere existence&lt;br /&gt;Irks my soul&lt;br /&gt;Holds me shackled&lt;br /&gt;Within your hold (changed jenny's line -.- couldn't read what was written)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Cause for alarm&lt;br /&gt;A shell of false pretense&lt;br /&gt;To keep out the harm (changed also, since i couldn't read jenny's writing again -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fall will be for you&lt;br /&gt;It tore my heart right through&lt;br /&gt;Felt your blade&lt;br /&gt;A sharp pain&lt;br /&gt;And i am slain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shell of false pretense&lt;br /&gt;An eternal facade&lt;br /&gt;An expressionless mask&lt;br /&gt;Her existence a farce&lt;br /&gt;No longer does she thrust (best para as yet , in this "poem" that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's living my dream&lt;br /&gt;She faces my wrath&lt;br /&gt;I want revenge&lt;br /&gt;But thee blocked my path&lt;br /&gt;Now my rage will singe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within&lt;br /&gt;Lying beneath&lt;br /&gt;The underlying truth&lt;br /&gt;Will be revealed&lt;br /&gt;The secret killed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know this "poem" sucked even more than the front few.&lt;br /&gt;Like duh.&lt;br /&gt;There was no topic at all, not to mention there is no pattern to it.&lt;br /&gt;Just random phrases that stood out from the norm, which we had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;So we just wrote it as it went.&lt;br /&gt;There is no link throughout these paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-4583613001082723999.post-2312650032994061927</id><published>2008-04-14T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:42:36.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME again -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GRRR-ness~ BOREDOM~! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(other than do hw tt is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn away&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks aflame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an embarresment&lt;br /&gt;To see my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called time and time&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear them call out&lt;br /&gt;In the waiting game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep quite&lt;br /&gt;I pretend not to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were you calling?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn around&lt;br /&gt;upon your tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you lay your hand&lt;br /&gt;Upon my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so warm&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the loss&lt;br /&gt;Almost too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn away&lt;br /&gt;As you see another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm left alone&lt;br /&gt;To wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the other of more importance?&lt;br /&gt;What happens to me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i suddenly forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;Am i still around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk away&lt;br /&gt;You don't notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too busy&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend it's nothing&lt;br /&gt;I pretend not to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weep for the company&lt;br /&gt;I never will get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for the care&lt;br /&gt;I never will have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for a friend&lt;br /&gt;To call my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who will not forget me&lt;br /&gt;When that other comes home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel inferior&lt;br /&gt;I feel second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always less important&lt;br /&gt;Dropped when un-needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;You'll think i'm petty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact i think i am too&lt;br /&gt;So why wouldn't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;For that ball of jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That spread like wildfire&lt;br /&gt;And builds up within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to explode&lt;br /&gt;When it hits its limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that day will not&lt;br /&gt;Be close to come as yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to conquer it&lt;br /&gt;Before it gets out of hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's eating me on the inside&lt;br /&gt;It's keeping me from my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i just leave it be&lt;br /&gt;And live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because there's no such thing&lt;br /&gt;To let it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to keep it down&lt;br /&gt;I keep my distance from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that overwhelming force&lt;br /&gt;Will erupt if too near you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i really missed those times&lt;br /&gt;When i had you for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i felt that it wasn't because of the other&lt;br /&gt;That you became my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel like a third party&lt;br /&gt;A part of the parcel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems you got me too&lt;br /&gt;When you only wanted the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry it became that way&lt;br /&gt;Which is why i'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To leave it be&lt;br /&gt;And let you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we are not together&lt;br /&gt;We are one or the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;To let you be free to chose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To chose that person&lt;br /&gt;Or no other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with your choice open&lt;br /&gt;All is clear to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it was just the other&lt;br /&gt;And not me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2312650032994061927?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2312650032994061927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2312650032994061927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2312650032994061927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2312650032994061927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-again.html' title='ME again -.-'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-784688173024464023</id><published>2008-04-04T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:14:39.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it every enough?</title><content type='html'>OK it's finally Friday...&lt;br /&gt;The day I've been waiting longingly the minute Monday started.&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here jumping for joy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i really got to learn to stop dreading school so much... maybe only then will it not be so tiring trying to drag myself each day. Pretending that it's what i like has been what I've been doing. It's the only way to go through each school day. Thinking of Friday being a day closer as the days pass, is yet another push. Without this thought, i think i would likely drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always two sides of the coin... The good part --- Its Friday&lt;br /&gt;The bad part --- I've got 3 tests in the upcoming week which i definitely look forward to with much eager-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;.  Not to mention I'm probably going to flunk badly..&lt;br /&gt;Studying never seems to be enough.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm just too dumb eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it ever enough?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is ever enough?&lt;br /&gt;To put in your best&lt;br /&gt;To give it your all&lt;br /&gt;Only to be disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is having dreams&lt;br /&gt;Hopes&lt;br /&gt;wishes&lt;br /&gt;All just a fantasy after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is not having a target such a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;When you know you will never make it&lt;br /&gt;When you know you will never meet those expectations&lt;br /&gt;Heaped onto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it you make me feel worse than i do?&lt;br /&gt;Step on me when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Treat me like garbage&lt;br /&gt;Unworthy of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it I'm never important?&lt;br /&gt;Always unseen&lt;br /&gt;Always disappointed&lt;br /&gt;Always unimportant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it you expect so much?&lt;br /&gt;When you know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid&lt;br /&gt;And that I'll let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it i feel alone amidst a crowd?&lt;br /&gt;A part yet apart&lt;br /&gt;Together yet separate&lt;br /&gt;Alive yet dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i feel unwanted?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i am&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because it's true&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i just want to be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it you just brush me aside?&lt;br /&gt;Use me when needed&lt;br /&gt;Dump me when done&lt;br /&gt;And then ignore my mere existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it you only never comfort me?&lt;br /&gt;When I need you there beside me&lt;br /&gt;When I need it dearly&lt;br /&gt;When I want it so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the sight of me irk you so?&lt;br /&gt;Am i that hideous?&lt;br /&gt;Am i that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Am i had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i nothing in your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Just a piece of junk&lt;br /&gt;An ornament&lt;br /&gt;A back up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave you attention&lt;br /&gt;Even a minute of your time&lt;br /&gt;A second of your notice&lt;br /&gt;That you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what reason&lt;br /&gt;You won't forget me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be&lt;br /&gt;once you're of no need for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know&lt;br /&gt;That i mean something real&lt;br /&gt;That i do matter&lt;br /&gt;That I do exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-784688173024464023?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/784688173024464023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=784688173024464023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/784688173024464023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/784688173024464023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-every-enough.html' title='Is it every enough?'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-8298077442719708358</id><published>2008-03-30T23:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:05:10.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo -  jenny &amp; me poem 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EMO - by jenny &amp;amp; me (27/3/08)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slit my wrists&lt;br /&gt;I can take it no more&lt;br /&gt;Suicide's on my list&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding from every pore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul torn asunder&lt;br /&gt;Hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;Spirit about to shatter&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me in dread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead to the world&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten by all&lt;br /&gt;Agony untold&lt;br /&gt;Doomed to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;You are to blame&lt;br /&gt;My decision will not sway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afflicted with this malediction&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to the pain ( I &lt;3 this - xd )&lt;br /&gt;Wish my life was a work of fiction&lt;br /&gt;My dragons would be slain (fiction... princess... knight in shining armor... get it? &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No such thing as symbolism&lt;br /&gt;It is pure facts&lt;br /&gt;Only realism&lt;br /&gt;Never acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sins swept beneath the rug (xd)&lt;br /&gt;Lies tucked under the bed&lt;br /&gt;Secretes never to be dug&lt;br /&gt;To oblivion, it will fade... (sam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yet another poem we did during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;The last stanza however was contributed by 4 different people, so yea ... each of us 1 line.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely better than the one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i realised today.&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more easier to write poems that are pessimistic. Words can just come smoothly, rolling out like waves. For optimistic poems... it needs careful thought. To plan, to make it sound light and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embellishment - an ornament or decoration, fictitious addition, as to a factual statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relic - a surviving memorial of something past, remaining parts or fragments , the remains of a deceased person, something kept in remembrance; souvenir; memento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infernal - 1. hellish; fiendish; diabolical: an infernal plot.&lt;br /&gt;2. extremely troublesome, annoying, etc.; outrageous: an infernal nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;3. of, inhabiting, or befitting hell.&lt;br /&gt;4. Classical Mythology. of or pertaining to the underworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8298077442719708358?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/8298077442719708358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=8298077442719708358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8298077442719708358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8298077442719708358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-jenny-me-poem-2.html' title='Emo -  jenny &amp; me poem 2'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-1204720606257451659</id><published>2008-03-28T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:16:10.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenny and me poem 1 (you were my bear)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Randomizing xP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;You were my bear&lt;br /&gt;Into your lair&lt;br /&gt;I went right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou art not so unkind&lt;br /&gt;So you better make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let your tension unwind&lt;br /&gt;So they no longer bind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the feel of your kin&lt;br /&gt;Passion buring from within&lt;br /&gt;A sharp pain with a pin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever let in what the world said?&lt;br /&gt;Where you ever in need of my aid?&lt;br /&gt;Did I play this game to become your maid?&lt;br /&gt;Where you tainted me, when laid (WHAT?! So naughty! jenny's comment xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, the never-fading&lt;br /&gt;Haress the one, the ever-loving&lt;br /&gt;Harness the one, the power ever-lasting&lt;br /&gt;Address the one, the great forever-living&lt;br /&gt;(my favorite paragraphy xD, jenny's too xP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye youthful&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye graceful&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye you fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Cupid shot my heart&lt;br /&gt;Love to blame in part&lt;br /&gt;An intricate work of art&lt;br /&gt;(one of our better paragraphs in this "poem" &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fall will be for you&lt;br /&gt;My love will end right here with you&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime i never knew&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! ok anyway this is an original made by my class patner and me xD&lt;br /&gt;We were so bored during lessons that this was the way we entertained ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, i didn't fall alseep in class that day xP&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, as you probably should be able to tell, the better lines are all by "jenny" (he's a guy fyi &gt;&lt;). The lines that just spoil the whole effect... are well... MINE. MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invigorated = full of energy , to give vigour to someone&lt;br /&gt;soliloquy = 自言自语( a drama acted by one person, told in a form of a narrative of oneself &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-1204720606257451659?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/1204720606257451659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=1204720606257451659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1204720606257451659'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;I have a hunch&lt;br /&gt;That something will change&lt;br /&gt;That a battle will brew deadly&lt;br /&gt;That nothing will be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've kept things from me&lt;br /&gt;We've drifted further away&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know what's going on now&lt;br /&gt;You won't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't push me away!&lt;br /&gt;I disallow it&lt;br /&gt;Why hide it from me&lt;br /&gt;I'll do you no harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spill it all out&lt;br /&gt;I order you to&lt;br /&gt;This silence is killing me&lt;br /&gt;And you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it harm you,&lt;br /&gt;To let me know all?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you feel better,&lt;br /&gt;after it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want you happy&lt;br /&gt;I just want your smile&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead and tell me&lt;br /&gt;Let it out awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you do this&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you cry&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you keep things from me&lt;br /&gt;Why bottle it up inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here to listen&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here to vent on&lt;br /&gt;Why not use me instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't keep silent&lt;br /&gt;It kills me inside&lt;br /&gt;I feel helpless&lt;br /&gt;Watching you hold it tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie to me&lt;br /&gt;I know you well&lt;br /&gt;I can see right through you&lt;br /&gt;You should know better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spill it out!&lt;br /&gt;All will be better&lt;br /&gt;Just give it a try&lt;br /&gt;It's no bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secrets are in good hands&lt;br /&gt;Forever safe&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell a soul&lt;br /&gt;I will take it to my grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the importance&lt;br /&gt;No matter the pain&lt;br /&gt;No one can pry it from me&lt;br /&gt;It's ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever be the same?&lt;br /&gt;The closeness we once had?&lt;br /&gt;The secretes shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what i did&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what happened&lt;br /&gt;I just want you back with me&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget our memories&lt;br /&gt;But if we continue this way&lt;br /&gt;Memories will just be that&lt;br /&gt;Memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want it to end this way?&lt;br /&gt;So sudden&lt;br /&gt;So abrupt&lt;br /&gt;So wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;If it takes away the pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll gladly leave you be&lt;br /&gt;I'll gladly go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me this please&lt;br /&gt;Is it all me?&lt;br /&gt;Did i cause our dispute?&lt;br /&gt;Did I force it this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg your forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Will you give it to me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly sorry&lt;br /&gt;But well.. that's just me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to weird inspirations&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck&lt;br /&gt;I've decided not to fight my -.- inspirations and just it take hold of me&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2448826665300645752?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2448826665300645752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2448826665300645752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2448826665300645752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2448826665300645752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/will-it-ever-be-same.html' title='Will it ever be the same?'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-9198376342647989016</id><published>2008-03-19T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:30:24.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope or nope?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The luring light... Hope oO? &gt;&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a speck of light&lt;br /&gt;In the total darkness&lt;br /&gt;Something bright&lt;br /&gt;It was your kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came to me&lt;br /&gt;And led the way&lt;br /&gt;I never thought there could possibly be&lt;br /&gt;This fateful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me hope&lt;br /&gt;Took away my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;I held tightly to the rope&lt;br /&gt;For now there is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward&lt;br /&gt;To every day&lt;br /&gt;To every word&lt;br /&gt;To every may (maybes &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for you&lt;br /&gt;I would not be&lt;br /&gt;If not for you&lt;br /&gt;I would not see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought me joy&lt;br /&gt;And filled me with laughter&lt;br /&gt;It's as though you've given me a toy&lt;br /&gt;As though i'm your daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know you cared&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you do&lt;br /&gt;Now all is bared&lt;br /&gt;Wooo Hooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= lol! There's alot of problem with my rhyming &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't come up with anything of any relevance, so they're just random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Aparrently there has been a slight change of "inspiration", it's to be of not so depress an inspiration today.&lt;br /&gt;However, it's not rhyming either. In simple words, its horrible &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English word of the day: emblazon =&lt;br /&gt;To adorn (a surface) richly with prominent markings: emblazon a doorway with a coat of arms. To inscribe (a prominent marking) on a surface: emblazon a cross on a banner.&lt;br /&gt;To make resplendent with brilliant colors.&lt;br /&gt;To make illustrious; celebrate: emblazoning a heroine's deeds in song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay word of the day: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saban&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Selalu&lt;/span&gt; = every, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saban&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese phrase of the day: 一个孤独的身影慢慢地消失在黑暗中.&lt;br /&gt;- A lonely hazy outline of a body slowly vanishes into the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so you'll think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;? Isn't that like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;... easy? Well... What can i say.. My Chinese is horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-9198376342647989016?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/9198376342647989016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=9198376342647989016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/9198376342647989016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/9198376342647989016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope-or-nope.html' title='Hope or nope?'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-1820954962301192367</id><published>2008-03-13T14:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:13:26.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not... It is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not.... It is....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I have&lt;br /&gt;It's what I am&lt;br /&gt;That appeals&lt;br /&gt;That beckons&lt;br /&gt;That lures you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what's outside&lt;br /&gt;It's what's inside&lt;br /&gt;That matters&lt;br /&gt;That gives meaning&lt;br /&gt;That makes you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not you&lt;br /&gt;It's me&lt;br /&gt;That stumbles through&lt;br /&gt;That falls right through&lt;br /&gt;That loves you through and through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not me&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;That lightens my load&lt;br /&gt;That brightens my road&lt;br /&gt;That kissed the toad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the pain&lt;br /&gt;It's the gain&lt;br /&gt;That I took the risk&lt;br /&gt;That I took a chance&lt;br /&gt;That I gave everything for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not mine&lt;br /&gt;It's ours&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me moving&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me whole&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me from dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like&lt;br /&gt;It's love&lt;br /&gt;That holds us together&lt;br /&gt;That plays the glue&lt;br /&gt;That prevents us from breaking into two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not coincidence&lt;br /&gt;It's fate&lt;br /&gt;That we met&lt;br /&gt;That we soared&lt;br /&gt;That we lived in perfect harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not life&lt;br /&gt;It's death&lt;br /&gt;That drains our energy&lt;br /&gt;That makes us appreciate that harmony&lt;br /&gt;That makes us long for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More it's .... It's not's xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not you, It's me&lt;br /&gt;It's not hell, It's heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream, It's reality&lt;br /&gt;It's not me you want,It's what i have&lt;br /&gt;It not who you are, It's what you are&lt;br /&gt;It's not pain, It's pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol~ this list can go on forever.... Any common and interesting ones i missed out? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-1820954962301192367?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/1820954962301192367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=1820954962301192367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1820954962301192367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1820954962301192367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-not-it-is.html' title='It&apos;s not... It is....'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-7968264161637610980</id><published>2008-03-11T23:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:52:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO-ing -.- again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so bored...... =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate you&lt;br /&gt;Hate you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate you&lt;br /&gt;Hate you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;Like you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;Like you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detest you&lt;br /&gt;Detest you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detest you&lt;br /&gt;Detest you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;Love you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;Love you not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must think I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all mean the same&lt;br /&gt;They almost look the same&lt;br /&gt;They are all strong feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you must think me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I think myself one too&lt;br /&gt;I have no real reason for spamming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just needed a way to ease my boredom&lt;br /&gt;And to sort out my feelings&lt;br /&gt;About that person i thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew that person like the back of my hand&lt;br /&gt;But the person proves me wrong constantly&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have my doubts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me&lt;br /&gt;I just feel real out of place&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah crap great you'll think&lt;br /&gt;She's back to self-pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; it's amusing to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I surprise myself too&lt;br /&gt;No idea where all these crap comes from&lt;br /&gt;It just wrote itself right out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; you'll say&lt;br /&gt;That's so believable&lt;br /&gt;And you'll -.- at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; you're predictable&lt;br /&gt;easy&lt;br /&gt;but do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah its back to knowing me again&lt;br /&gt;This is idiotic&lt;br /&gt;I feel entirely stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me why don't you&lt;br /&gt;I feel great too thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been&lt;br /&gt;This silent war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It grows cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm shivering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not there&lt;br /&gt;To warm me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost you haven't I?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you down&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can take away the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't on purpose&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't change much&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cannot be undone&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot be taken back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll remain out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to break through the new barrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you built up high&lt;br /&gt;So that no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially me...&lt;br /&gt;Can enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man boredom sure makes me nuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GRRRRR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-7968264161637610980?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/7968264161637610980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=7968264161637610980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7968264161637610980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/7968264161637610980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/emo-ing-again.html' title='EMO-ing -.- again'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-1254808479559663967</id><published>2008-03-11T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:05:34.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; again...&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck no use fighting my "inspirations" (oh i just learnt 鼓舞 = inspire）&lt;br /&gt;So here goes nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm invisible enough as it is&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to rub it in&lt;br /&gt;You talk to me but you look elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;Anything , Anywhere , but at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm right there for you&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to take advantage of it&lt;br /&gt;You take me for granted&lt;br /&gt;And forget me when you're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're preoccupied ,I understand&lt;br /&gt;You're busy ,I let you be&lt;br /&gt;You want to vent ,I let you use me&lt;br /&gt;You leave, without telling me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a shoulder, I lend you mine&lt;br /&gt;You want a ear, I listen&lt;br /&gt;You want to talk, I'm right here&lt;br /&gt;You want me gone, I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You needed your space, I left you alone&lt;br /&gt;You needed time, I waited&lt;br /&gt;You needed encouragement, I stood by your side&lt;br /&gt;You needed another, I left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when i needed you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice me?&lt;br /&gt;Did you see what i went through&lt;br /&gt;Did you feel with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when I needed you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice the change?&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;Did you feel my pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when i needed you?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere else but here&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when i needed you?&lt;br /&gt;Having the time of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;Have I done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how i feel right now?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you can't tell&lt;br /&gt;I can read you like a book&lt;br /&gt;Pray tell , what do you know about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xil&lt;/span&gt;3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-1254808479559663967?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/1254808479559663967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=1254808479559663967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1254808479559663967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1254808479559663967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-im-emo-ing-again.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-4759309436053906011</id><published>2008-03-11T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T17:06:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heartfelt apologies~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My apologies~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever got the feeling you did something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Only you have no idea what it is you did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I do.&lt;br /&gt;Practically all the time.&lt;br /&gt;That's one reason why i prefer keeping quiet at times. Just in case i say somthing wrongly. Which just may hurt someone accidentally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that if you don't say anything, the less chance of you hurting people or embarassing yourself by saying something entirely stupid.&lt;br /&gt;However, ever since i started getting more "into" online stuff. Ok scratch that, ever since playing audi, you could say I've opened up alot more. I'm 2 totally different people when online and when in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an extremely horrid temper. I'm extremly unsocialble. I'm have alot of trouble making freinds. And to add on, my personality only seems to repel people from me *shruggs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i forgot to add the worst part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be very spontaneous. I don't think before I talk which is also why in real life i tend to hurt people almost the mintue i open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online however, is a totally different thing. It's a matter of typing, which gives you more time to think and to chose your words wisely. But at times... when your joking or having fun, teasing ...ect I tend to get carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, i do tend to mistake people's meaning at times. Or i didn't see their earlier part of their conversation because I was occupied typing or reading someone elses conversation. Or maybe was just doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on impluse i just write what first comes to mind. Which is totally not related to the topic, and sorta related. Say i say a word hmm friend for example. I'll just link it to yea she's my friend. And i don't even know who their talking about -.-&lt;br /&gt;If i'm lucky enough we're talking about the same thing &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not... and the person happens to be the speaker enemy... I'm in hot water... So yea, I guess I interpreted a conversation wrongly again... HAIZ!&lt;br /&gt;Now i hurt someone and am totally paying the price... Wonderful ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is...&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk less&lt;br /&gt;2. Clarify situation before talking&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't know what they talking about keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk less sums it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be right back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm Sorry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-4759309436053906011?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/4759309436053906011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=4759309436053906011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/4759309436053906011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/4759309436053906011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-heartfelt-apologies.html' title='My heartfelt apologies~'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-8490293492004905379</id><published>2008-03-10T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:50:30.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizilla titles</title><content type='html'>Ok i'm so bored....&lt;br /&gt;I just need to do something.&lt;br /&gt;This just came in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I got a whole load of homework to do... but you should know homework... It's never appealing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm stuck typing nothing of importance.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaa~ &lt;br /&gt;I'm Bored man! &lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think boredom is my "inspiration".&lt;br /&gt;So xinny, you now know how my EMO-ness comes about xP&lt;br /&gt;I get myself so bored that i tend to come up with usual things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so... today is one the days I've had the best sleep ever... Since well... this year, practically slacked the day away... I must say it was a nice feeling. If only i didn't feel so BORED. Ran out of storybooks to read~&lt;br /&gt;(written like an hour ago- 9pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!~ I found something to read xD&lt;br /&gt;Yay to quizilla xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Ok since I'm reading there already i deciede i would write the author's and their stories which i read and keep updated with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User : ohxmyxjuliet&lt;br /&gt;Title: Coffee, Men, Chocolate [-] Some Things Are Better Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Delilah121c&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Matchmaker's Promise {-}&lt;br /&gt;Title: Broken crayons (&lt;3 it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Avata&lt;br /&gt;Title: Say Anything [-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Ms.Marauder&lt;br /&gt;Title: You Had Me At ''I Hate You.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: Ladiix3&lt;br /&gt;Title: AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE?! good thing you're beautiful (&lt;3 it!)(takes forever to update though T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: OmegaHybrid&lt;br /&gt;Title: Navy Seals [Original Story](&lt;3 it!) (takes forever to update too! T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User: XangaPenguin&lt;br /&gt;Title:  [AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE] Fiance, Not Business Partner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok all i can remember for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the titles it's pretty obvious i like romance... but guess what.. I think there's absolutely nothing wrong with it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8490293492004905379?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/8490293492004905379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=8490293492004905379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8490293492004905379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8490293492004905379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/quizilla-titles.html' title='Quizilla titles'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-8774924978906883147</id><published>2008-03-08T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:46:47.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD</title><content type='html'>The first half of today was boring&lt;br /&gt;Never wasted so much of my life on NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;Went for some fund fiesta thingy and wasted a grand total of 4 hour of my life&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it. 4 HOURS! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis : so drama -.-&lt;br /&gt;lol i agree xD&lt;br /&gt;But I need to spice it up man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway.&lt;br /&gt;This fund fiesta thingy is so not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;There was to be a mass walk-cum-jog-cum-run, but since we were STRONGLY ENCOURAGED,my friends and i decided that we would just stay where we were.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately... the weather was wonderful... So wonderful that apparently umbrella's were need to shelter us from the SUN.&lt;br /&gt;We were like the only class that were using umbrella's &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway onto the better part of my day xD&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie today - sky of love (a japanese show)&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad a movie, however, the storyline was quite predictable, not very original &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;The amusing thing was,the sniffles that were heard in the later half of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a chorus, only with sniffs &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;My nose started leaking around that period, so I ended up joining the sniff-ly choir xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm after that yea planned to go home. &lt;br /&gt;Only thing is, the bus took its time coming.&lt;br /&gt;3 of the same bus came and left before the bus I so desperately wanted FINALLY arrived -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok i know it's common but i find i'm amazingly impatient today.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why. I'm clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, home now and bored.&lt;br /&gt;*that's why i'm writing*&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of homework puts me off. &lt;br /&gt;YES, i've tried... I will again soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English word of the day : Platonic - a non-sexual affectionate relationship, A simple example of platonic relationships is a deep, non-sexual (i.e. overtly romantic) friendship, not subject to gender pairings and not excluding close relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay phrase of the day : Hidungnya mancung &lt;br /&gt;(no idea meaning, only that its to do with a description of a nose &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese phrase of the day : 痛苦是骨上的刻痕，记下了多少的悲伤.&lt;br /&gt;Pain is the scar engraved into the bone, leaving evidence of our numerous hurts? &lt;br /&gt;* I think i get its main point.. but no idea if its right &gt;&lt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm offically dying. &lt;br /&gt;Eh scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8774924978906883147?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/8774924978906883147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=8774924978906883147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8774924978906883147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8774924978906883147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-half-of-today-was-boring-never.html' title='DEAD'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-3732937427613553865</id><published>2008-03-07T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:24:35.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post again -.-</title><content type='html'>Ok it seems that i'm almost posting weekly nowadays... Have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's the holidays as of today. &lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I feel NOTHING. =.=||| &lt;br /&gt;Want to know why?&lt;br /&gt;It's no different from any typical school day&lt;br /&gt;Teachers think one week is plenty of time&lt;br /&gt;So they pile LOADS and LOADS of homework on us.&lt;br /&gt;For Your Information... it's only one week for god sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... i'm sooooo... looking forward to the upcoming week. Can't wait at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self note : Got to stop audition-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese phrase of the day -.- : 有一兴必有一败，有一利必有一弊。&lt;br /&gt;With every win there is a lost, with every advantage there is a disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;*note its self referance and it is directly translated*&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to let me know if i'm wrong &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay word of the day : Sarang - nest&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;English word of the day : Disconsolated - hopelessly unhappy, characterized by or causing dejection; cheerless; gloomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-3732937427613553865?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/3732937427613553865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=3732937427613553865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/3732937427613553865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/3732937427613553865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-again.html' title='post again -.-'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-2385255017867272287</id><published>2008-03-07T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:00:11.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted~</title><content type='html'>Unwanted ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raced towards you&lt;br /&gt;With my arms wide open &lt;br /&gt;Longing...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;For the hug...&lt;br /&gt;For the warmth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That i never got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at your face&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;told a million &lt;br /&gt;Your actions &lt;br /&gt;told all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your expressionless mask&lt;br /&gt;revealed nothing&lt;br /&gt;Your shuttered look&lt;br /&gt;hid all&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you wanted none of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;I've done my best&lt;br /&gt;I've no regrets&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up as of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms fell limp&lt;br /&gt;My energy lacking&lt;br /&gt;My smile vanished&lt;br /&gt;My happiness vanquished&lt;br /&gt;My eyes dimmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes dashed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeated&lt;br /&gt;Desolated&lt;br /&gt;Devastated&lt;br /&gt;Deprived&lt;br /&gt;Disconsolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold up my white flag&lt;br /&gt;For all to see&lt;br /&gt;I give up &lt;br /&gt;and will leave peacefully&lt;br /&gt;But now i am ruined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My failures&lt;br /&gt;My hopes&lt;br /&gt;My dreams&lt;br /&gt;My desire&lt;br /&gt;My surrenders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All crash down upon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time gone to waste&lt;br /&gt;Were all for naught&lt;br /&gt;And in your haste&lt;br /&gt;to get away&lt;br /&gt;you never saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hurt you inflicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;You really should be&lt;br /&gt;You got what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;To be rid of me&lt;br /&gt;To let you be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favour&lt;br /&gt;Give me one last smile&lt;br /&gt;Please i ask of you&lt;br /&gt;but for one last second&lt;br /&gt;that's all i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to last me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be on my way&lt;br /&gt;anywhere away from here&lt;br /&gt;see you soon then&lt;br /&gt;I just want to flee...&lt;br /&gt;to a place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you'll never hurt me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;ok i seriously have no idea where i get my "inspirations" from.&lt;br /&gt;I sound totally EMO man!&lt;br /&gt;And i so dun wanna... HAIZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-2385255017867272287?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/2385255017867272287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=2385255017867272287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2385255017867272287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/2385255017867272287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/03/unwanted.html' title='Unwanted~'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-6393585123780882763</id><published>2008-03-01T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:57:55.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, for just being</title><content type='html'>Thank you, for just being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you stood up for me&lt;br /&gt;Don't think i'm not&lt;br /&gt;Evertime I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I smile&lt;br /&gt;Be it on the inside&lt;br /&gt;Or the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not say it&lt;br /&gt;But I sure do feel it&lt;br /&gt;I thank you&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;For being there&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;Let's scratch that&lt;br /&gt;You have my undying gratitude&lt;br /&gt;For just BEING&lt;br /&gt;Your presence alone&lt;br /&gt;Sooths me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I will always be safe&lt;br /&gt;For you will remain&lt;br /&gt;By my side&lt;br /&gt;To fight the battles&lt;br /&gt;I long gave in to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;For being there&lt;br /&gt;For being by my side&lt;br /&gt;For being my friend&lt;br /&gt;For being YOU&lt;br /&gt;For just being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ =.= ~&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm in a strange mood these few days&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i just totally sprouted that &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But well... yea i did&lt;br /&gt;So not to waste my wonderful piece of work xP&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it here to rot xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-6393585123780882763?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/6393585123780882763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=6393585123780882763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/6393585123780882763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/6393585123780882763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-for-just-being.html' title='Thank you, for just being'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-1344364055196650557</id><published>2008-02-29T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T14:58:43.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You look... But you don't see</title><content type='html'>You look... But you don't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look..&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see..&lt;br /&gt;I'm right before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Yet you look through me&lt;br /&gt;As though I'm invisible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead...&lt;br /&gt;You look to your left&lt;br /&gt;and your right...&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;But at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when there's no one else&lt;br /&gt;When all are gone&lt;br /&gt;When there is no one...&lt;br /&gt;But me...&lt;br /&gt;Do you then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn my way..&lt;br /&gt;But do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just look?&lt;br /&gt;I feel the akwardness...&lt;br /&gt;The uncomfortable silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel used&lt;br /&gt;I feel betrayed&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a back up for you..&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel jealous&lt;br /&gt;I feel envious&lt;br /&gt;I feel many things...&lt;br /&gt;I feel unimportant&lt;br /&gt;I feel unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you seem not to notice&lt;br /&gt;It's only you that's important&lt;br /&gt;It's only you &lt;br /&gt;you think of&lt;br /&gt;And its no one but..&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do i stand then?&lt;br /&gt;I'm already there&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm not&lt;br /&gt;You ignore me when there is the other&lt;br /&gt;and look to me when they are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel used&lt;br /&gt;I feel unwanted&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a back up&lt;br /&gt;One you would turn to&lt;br /&gt;When no one else is around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really?&lt;br /&gt;Or are they just words you say?&lt;br /&gt;I stand by silently watching you&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to interrupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am jealous&lt;br /&gt;I am envious&lt;br /&gt;Of those that held you attention&lt;br /&gt;I watch by the side silently...&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the time...&lt;br /&gt;When i would finally come ...&lt;br /&gt;... First ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lol ~&lt;br /&gt;I find that i sound extremely EMO&lt;br /&gt;But really I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a spur of the moment thing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3xil3 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-1344364055196650557?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/1344364055196650557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=1344364055196650557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1344364055196650557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1344364055196650557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-look-but-you-dont-see.html' title='You look... But you don&apos;t see'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-350644750136528772</id><published>2007-10-11T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:27:15.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAAAAAA-ness &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;Since i finally came bak to post on our family blog i decided i would rite smth here toooo.&lt;br /&gt;Juz filling space XD&lt;br /&gt;Ga im so dreading tmr.&lt;br /&gt;We confirm getting bak results....&lt;br /&gt;And im so not gonna do well.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz&lt;br /&gt;N the day after is Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;Wad a way to greet a festival&lt;br /&gt;wif bad marks&lt;br /&gt;This is wonderful~&lt;br /&gt;Im so happi! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Im hou hui-ing now. As usual, no suprise there.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i nv seem to learn my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta  get bak on my feet and start frm scratch again next yr...&lt;br /&gt;And hope tt i will be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaa it will be a v impt yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKIE enuff brooding&lt;br /&gt;Tmrs not here yet, but will be in like 1 and a half hours&lt;br /&gt;so i still got tt time b4 i die a dreadful death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think positive &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so Hari Raya on the way, im probably gonna be bored to death as usual&lt;br /&gt;and wooo hoo im so optimistic XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u'll juz stick to negative tots for today XDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-350644750136528772?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/350644750136528772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=350644750136528772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/350644750136528772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/350644750136528772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2007/10/gaaaaaa-ness.html' title='GAAAAAA-ness &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-1312666847590471207</id><published>2007-07-19T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T23:07:59.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKOK updating now &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>okie so update time. It has been 4eva since i laz came on here. And now due to the consistant perstering im here XD. Happi? wakakakaka anyway been busy lately. CCA everyday... its always 1 thing or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave house 6.45am - reach home 7.oopm. Nice rite. 12 hrs -.- zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Go schl go trough lessons, in between lesson read TB study for test. Recess try finish laz min hw then schl end on everage 2.30 . no lunch go cca, time varies frm 3-3.30. while waiting do as much hw as possible. or do mass cram of info 4 comin test. 6.30pm end. Go home eat, mass study again bathe and drop dead by 9. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sat oso g2g to schl. Concert to go 4. dadada~&lt;br /&gt;nth more to say XD&lt;br /&gt;3xil3......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-1312666847590471207?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/1312666847590471207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=1312666847590471207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1312666847590471207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/1312666847590471207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2007/07/okok-updating-now.html' title='OKOK updating now &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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-4583613001082723999.post-8351087673788928172</id><published>2007-06-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T16:38:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz XD</title><content type='html'>Got bak frm malaysia ytd. got bak early infact. Cause bro had to come bak to get to school on time. So i was like yawning throughout the whole day. Didnt play audi today XD. New record of 5 days straight without it. Let's see if i can make it 6 by today. Gotta learn to live wifout it. Anyway, ytd was a broing day. just sat my butt permanently stuck to the chair watching the chinese drama serial love contract on crunchyroll. Other then tt, i only unglued myself frm the chair when there was a need for the toilet or to go down and eat. And to go study. zzz. Any1 agrees with this statment maths sux? If u do, welcum to the boat XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3xil3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4583613001082723999-8351087673788928172?l=live4m3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/feeds/8351087673788928172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4583613001082723999&amp;postID=8351087673788928172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8351087673788928172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4583613001082723999/posts/default/8351087673788928172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live4m3.blogspot.com/2007/06/zzz-xd.html' title='zzz XD'/><author><name>3xil3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05444428942955260956</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>
