<?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-27640315</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:05:50.386+08:00</updated><category term='Burgers..i like'/><category term='back to school.'/><category term='firm'/><category term='Luck'/><category term='if only...'/><category term='Love + vroom vroom'/><category term='missing you'/><category term='done'/><category term='the date i wudn&apos;t 4get'/><category term='Ermm...band hoody.'/><category term='hate'/><category term='Fingers to the lips please.'/><category term='read between the lines'/><category term=':)'/><category term='shhhhhh'/><category term='another scar to add on to my life.'/><category term='Bike routine/Updates.'/><category term='strolling down  memory lane.'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='punkrocker&apos;s hari raya'/><category term='should i buy?'/><category term='history'/><category term='fighting our own demons'/><category term='will u?'/><category term='not a dream'/><category term='where are u?'/><category term='he miss her so much now'/><category term='Happy.'/><category term='happy bdae afi and thx people'/><title type='text'>My life,my scars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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>314</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-3021340504221322448</id><published>2009-06-28T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:22:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOTAK boy!lol!Miss my hair!But den my bunkmates say i look good with short hair.Hahaha!Updates:Just finished my 2 weeks of adjusment in tekong and its great actually.A few bumps here and there but everything was good!My bunkmates are funny and make me not miss home and my dearest dat much although sumtimes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog will be idle for quite awhile!haha!So...ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3021340504221322448?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3021340504221322448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3021340504221322448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3021340504221322448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3021340504221322448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/06/botak-boylolmiss-my-hairbut-den-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-4708766554225719025</id><published>2009-03-01T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:48:41.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 days.10 fcuking days to save my ass.You know why?Because of some S.O.Bs who are biase.What a bunch of crap.IF its 10 days you people want then its 10 days you're gonna get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-4708766554225719025?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/4708766554225719025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=4708766554225719025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4708766554225719025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4708766554225719025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/03/10-days.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-2322747733979955961</id><published>2009-02-20T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:40:09.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a freaking friday at 7.41pm.Everyone is out and about but guess where I am?Hahaha...I'm in my final year project lab doing my animation alone.What a very nice way to spend my fridays.Urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-2322747733979955961?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/2322747733979955961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything I stood for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything I worked for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comes crashing down on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5037251874176952371?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5037251874176952371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5037251874176952371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5037251874176952371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5037251874176952371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-i-stood-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5902083457458581570</id><published>2009-02-08T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:46:05.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 weeeks to go.Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently humming to this song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.2.09 ----&gt; Best ride ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.M.U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5902083457458581570?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5902083457458581570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5902083457458581570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5902083457458581570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5902083457458581570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-ride-ever-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3793056973003354940</id><published>2009-02-05T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T03:20:03.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Really really&lt;br /&gt;Pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I just want to say:&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk the world in all its glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3793056973003354940?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3793056973003354940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3793056973003354940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3793056973003354940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3793056973003354940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8395844369240672254</id><published>2009-02-02T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:53:51.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you are being damn sarcastic to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as dumb as u think I am mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tolerate sarcasm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like it?Then just leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8395844369240672254?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8395844369240672254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8395844369240672254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8395844369240672254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8395844369240672254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-ego.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6738634645534997685</id><published>2009-01-24T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:03:01.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello new skin!Trying out something new for a change.It looks kinda good except for the blue colored fonts which is a pain in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are great.Things are fun.Lets not make this moment gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to express my condolences to Sharifah Zaflynn's dad who just past away this afternoon.All of us are truly sorry for your loss.Be strong okay?May God give him the Rahmat he deserves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6738634645534997685?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6738634645534997685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6738634645534997685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6738634645534997685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6738634645534997685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-new-skintrying-out-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1061965511630258354</id><published>2009-01-18T02:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:50:35.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi.Just want to post this video.If I got my own car or van, this is what will happen!Yeaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=4746257"&gt;SKSK My Darkest Hour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=4746257,t=1,mt=video,searchID=2ac8d28e-d4a5-4913-92ac-ab0c0cace65f,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=4746257,t=1,mt=video,searchID=2ac8d28e-d4a5-4913-92ac-ab0c0cace65f,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1061965511630258354?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-2440501597589028732</id><published>2009-01-14T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:44:59.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah man.Shite.No idea of what to update on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.Hi.Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss lepaking with Sempoi and Ase.Sorry guys.Really busy uh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akulah Cicakman-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-2440501597589028732?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/2440501597589028732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So alas a 3 piece band is formed.Will they succeed?What kind of genre will they play?Will their sound be heard or will it be buried deep underground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for the sweet wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family, I'm grateful to have all of you.To mom and dad, Thx for the windbreaker!To Shahril,thx for the treat of buying Arnold and the cake!To Khus, thx for the wish and I will be there if you need me okay?Be strong.To Amirul, the fattest one in the family,thanks for slipping the bdae card under my pillow while I was asleep!Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Amin, Tas, Cavin. Shar,Haris, Wang Ho, Jie Hong, Seri and Xiao hui, thank you so so so so so much for the cake and especially the ramli burger and especially especially the gifts!I love them alot.Haha!Going to learn how to play that game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JX,Wilson,Shane,Joseph,Kenneth,Matthew,Stella,Leslie,Sharmayne,SK,Joel and Charlene, thanks for the cake!&lt;br /&gt;Thx JX for the mouse!Its freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you.Serimaya.Thank you so much for the patrick pillow and the book especially!Thank you for your time and effort in making those other gifts.I really like them!I'm sorry we cannot go to place that we planned to go.We will go soon kay?*Hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again!*bow down**Group hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I shall now go off to my world.POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akulah cicakman!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3311495820160957656?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3311495820160957656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3311495820160957656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3311495820160957656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3311495820160957656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-alas-3-piece-band-is-formed.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-453492125972682600</id><published>2009-01-03T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:41:21.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well then.2009 is here and I'm sick of seeing this blog skin.A new blogksin will be in order soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-vector boy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-453492125972682600?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/453492125972682600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=453492125972682600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/453492125972682600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/453492125972682600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-then.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7381253296361660536</id><published>2009-01-02T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:33:38.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I may not be as good looking as Hugh Jackman or as romantic as the movies we watched so far but I just want you to know that whatever I did is who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new Year all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And happy bdae to you vintage girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7381253296361660536?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7381253296361660536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7381253296361660536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7381253296361660536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7381253296361660536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-may-not-be-as-good-looking-as-hugh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5864125778760619409</id><published>2008-12-25T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:33:30.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas to all!Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated christmas in our own major project lab which awesome.Haha.Thanks for the 'cicakman' mask guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.*Clap hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rockin' now.less sleepin.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh!Can't wait for the next jamming session!I want to sing this song la guys!!Can you hear me??Hello?Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5864125778760619409?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5864125778760619409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5864125778760619409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5864125778760619409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5864125778760619409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-allhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5882783741112447253</id><published>2008-12-17T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:48:56.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My heart does not want to love anyone else yet but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you're like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish things are back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame myself for being so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5882783741112447253?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5882783741112447253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5882783741112447253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5882783741112447253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5882783741112447253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-heart-does-not-want-to-love-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5618667987451576570</id><published>2008-12-13T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:16:43.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am again.Hmmmm...let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP cocking up and I hope it won't cock that bad.For those dumb asses who dunno what that synonym means, it means Final Year Project.(I can hear the 'OHHHHH' sound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jamming with my lab mates yesterday and gosh it was fun. Screamo and singing my hearts out really flushed out my stress cells.I felt really better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.Shagged.Hungry.and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stop thinking too much okay?Your're doing just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5618667987451576570?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5618667987451576570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5618667987451576570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5618667987451576570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5618667987451576570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1221528376660700154</id><published>2008-12-02T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:33:04.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asked my friends about it and they all give me the same answer.Even one of my girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I need a hug and a long ride home with Jacob.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1221528376660700154?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1221528376660700154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1221528376660700154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1221528376660700154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1221528376660700154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/12/asked-my-friends-about-it-and-they-all.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7020814516336319590</id><published>2008-11-30T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T17:50:37.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to be understanding in all this.I have to...No matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.4.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7020814516336319590?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7020814516336319590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7020814516336319590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7020814516336319590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7020814516336319590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-to-be-understanding-in-all-this.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8420334946674193066</id><published>2008-11-25T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T02:06:54.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is there.&lt;br /&gt;Someone that I always look forward to every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who knows me too well.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who gave lots of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who likes to irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;Someone whose words mean alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh its you.Haha!I was damn shocked to get that best person award.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Serimaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8420334946674193066?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8420334946674193066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8420334946674193066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8420334946674193066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8420334946674193066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-someone-who-is-there.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1123248067479981987</id><published>2008-11-21T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:56:15.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.I gues I was being foolish?Know why?Because I said "if you feel like calling you call."Of course she won't call.Haha!Who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my sms from August onwards and realise the drastic change.You were so loving and cute when you sms me in August but when you reach November, you changed.Wow.Why must there be November??It's like a really bad month for me.Bad stuff happens to me on November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I think again, I realise its me.I'm the one who let you down.Always letting you down.I feel stupid of myself.Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.You might be thinking "Huh???What?"Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for letting you down.Its not you.Its the situation and me who needs to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you.You are worth fighting for.You really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1123248067479981987?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1123248067479981987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1123248067479981987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1123248067479981987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1123248067479981987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8608733835698611989</id><published>2008-11-19T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:13:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You're worth fighting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8608733835698611989?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8608733835698611989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8608733835698611989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8608733835698611989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8608733835698611989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/youre-worth-fighting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7961484225877919891</id><published>2008-11-16T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:20:37.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alamak.Ade je orang nak kacau daun.Sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kiddos for the malay.haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7961484225877919891?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7961484225877919891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7961484225877919891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7961484225877919891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7961484225877919891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/alamak.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1381670881986841497</id><published>2008-11-08T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:12:39.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's this I hear?You, whom I always look up to for advise on love and life wants to get married to someone who seems to be at the right time?A rebound?Is this for real?I refuse to believe what I hear unless I see it with my own pair or make it 2 pairs of eyes.I know you are still in grief or maybe confused but is this what you really want?You always advise me to think with my mind and not my heart.Yes you have made your decision.But what happens if things start looking up in the future and you have recovered but then you realized that you made a big mistake?A mistake that is irreversible?This is marriage we are talking about and not some soap opera.If its your mom who made the decision than you should argue and have your stand because its your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if you had your way, you would list me all the flaws my bro made and it is gonna be a very long list.I recorded every single word my bro said on the day of the break up on my mp3 but I decided to delete it because I know it means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you.This is not the sister I used to know.The sister I know would want to pursue a career first before thinking of marriage.I have not lost faith in you.If this is what you want then I have no say.Its not that marriage is bad but aren't you too young to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I butt in your life like this but what I say is for the best.I do not mean to be a kaypo in your life.Just think about it my dear sis.You can always count on me if you need anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not rush through these things my dear sister.You know better than to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1381670881986841497?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1381670881986841497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1381670881986841497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1381670881986841497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1381670881986841497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8143155948846160683</id><published>2008-11-05T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:45:28.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so ironic.Love I mean.The broken story that he is going through now sounds so much familiar to mine.I cannot help but smile at how foolish I was last time.Crying and curling up in my bedroom like some idiot.I laughed at my foolishness.Furthermore, it was a turn off when I heard that you started smoking now.I was thankful that I wash my hands away from you and never to see you again.Last time I feared that we would not be together again but now, I am so thankful that we are not.Enough trash talk.Let's go over to the reality now shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Time is not on my side.It really isn't.Final year project kicking in and filming starts tomorrow.Urgh.I'm still tired and there's no time for that.I need to be on 100 percent in this.But I'm sort of anxious of how our FYP  end product will look like.Hahaha!I hope its a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say those 3 words but I held myself back.I wanted you to say them first because I know when you say those, you mean it.But I'm happy that you are happy now.I hope you will always be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8143155948846160683?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8143155948846160683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8143155948846160683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8143155948846160683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8143155948846160683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-so-ironic.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-831506854159262130</id><published>2008-11-03T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:57:57.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SQ3k0pXr12I/AAAAAAAAAGk/73EoTNE05Eo/s1600-h/AN2008-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SQ3k0pXr12I/AAAAAAAAAGk/73EoTNE05Eo/s320/AN2008-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264115132575504226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to animation nation the other day to catch this animated film called 'Fear of the dark'. I was impressed with how they convey their message and the techniques they used in their animation.I guess that is how french animators convey and use the techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how the use of only 2 basic colors which are black and white can distinguish movement of the body.The whole film do impress me and I was overwhelmed with awe all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-831506854159262130?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/831506854159262130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=831506854159262130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/831506854159262130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/831506854159262130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/11/went-to-animation-nation-other-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SQ3k0pXr12I/AAAAAAAAAGk/73EoTNE05Eo/s72-c/AN2008-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-1447375767077550735</id><published>2008-10-29T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:52:07.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It happened.I did not expect it to happen.I did anticipate it somehow.I knew it was his fault.So now he is feeling how I felt last time.Suddenly those memories spring back to life.I did my best to scan through those memories and comfort him.The story he told me was similar to my story.The hugging and crying.I was really helpless.I do not know how to comfort someone older than me.It is so rare to see him cry but he could take it anymore.Me and my third bro recorded what he said to us.I do not want to say anything.I wanted him to talk it out.It took at least an hour before he settled down and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes well my dear brother.Its not an easy ride but I know you of all people can go through it.You are right about one thing:having a bike and a good job means nothing w/o that someone you love.Be strong.I've been there done that and I know you would too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1447375767077550735?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1447375767077550735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1447375767077550735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1447375767077550735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1447375767077550735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/10/but-it-happen-it-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-153518239739922203</id><published>2008-10-18T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T01:35:47.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of attachment and I am so relieved that it finally ended.I am gonna miss all those fun times I had there.Very unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tix bought and ready to go.ooooh.Can't wait..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-153518239739922203?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/153518239739922203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=153518239739922203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/153518239739922203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/153518239739922203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day-of-attachment-and-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5878947792733711847</id><published>2008-10-11T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:32:02.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taped pants?Shawl?Indie hairstyle?Tight-fit tees?Big-rimmed glasses?Slip-on shoes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dude.I'm no fashion core disaster kid.I'm a hardcore kid.In other words, I'm an angry kid and I don't care about what I wear.  Capishe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5878947792733711847?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5878947792733711847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5878947792733711847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5878947792733711847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5878947792733711847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/10/taped-pantsshawlindie-hairstyletight.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7047838437229664533</id><published>2008-10-10T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:22:36.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.What I'm going to update may sound not interesting to you but too bad for you people because it is interesting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I told you about the gig that was cancelled.The Caliban gig?Haha!Now comes the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SO5K9KkxXlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PMbzUqGLvZM/s1600-h/toc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SO5K9KkxXlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PMbzUqGLvZM/s320/toc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255220229859008082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Taste Of Chaos international tour.Yeah oh yeah!Only 4 bands are going to perform but 2 of them are my fave.So sistic is holding the tickets so I am guessing that the tour will not be cancelled.Bands like As I lay dying and Story of the year will be performing.Wooo!Can't wait.It will surely be a blast as it is at Fort Canning park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This November will be chaos!So yeah that's it!So be sure to taste the chaos, if you're interested that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7047838437229664533?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7047838437229664533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7047838437229664533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7047838437229664533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7047838437229664533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SO5K9KkxXlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PMbzUqGLvZM/s72-c/toc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-3848547126598832227</id><published>2008-09-30T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:22:05.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to go.Its quite fast if you ask me.I cannot wait for it to finish actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new?Hmmmm...Syawal is coming, missing her, eating my mom's best syawal food ever soon and attachments ending.I guess that is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I went riding to Geylang with the kids and the crowd was so awesome that I myself felt irritated by them.But nevertheless, slacking with the kids was fun with laughter all the way and some racing too.But end of fasting means no more Ramli burgers.Bummer that has to end but oh well, there's always other places you can find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 race was full of drama although I got to watch the finals on tv only.It was so intense.Oh man..If I'm one of the driver,woohoo, wouldn't that be great.Ok I'm dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cute.Funny.Sexy.Cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;The definition of Y.O.U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3848547126598832227?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3848547126598832227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3848547126598832227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3848547126598832227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3848547126598832227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5331541922417524686</id><published>2008-09-18T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:52:08.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man.I have to crawl through heaps of cobwebs before I can get here ya know.Urgh.The dustiness of this blog is uhhhh...ummmm...forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is new?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..Lemme see..attachments ending soon and I so cannot wait for that.The distance is really killing me with the traffic jams and all.And to add up to my misery, I accidentally knocked a few side view mirrors of some of the cars,thanks to my side view mirror.With the dang F1 race starting soon, many of the roads are closed.Urgh.MRT again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...what else is new?Let's see now.I'm damn smelly now, have not brushed my teeth,shave my armpit hair.I guess thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!Looking forward to the company dinner soon...Wooooo!Free food.All you can eat.I could hear and smell it now.Free food for thick skinned people like me.OOOOh the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beep.Boop.Beep.Beep.Boop.Boop.Boop.Beep.Boop.Boop.Boop.Boop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5331541922417524686?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5331541922417524686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5331541922417524686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5331541922417524686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5331541922417524686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5110354361832808932</id><published>2008-09-04T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:01:56.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bike routine/Updates.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fumbled for his mp3 player and chose his favourite Jason Mraz songs. Then he started up his bike to warm it up.While waiting for it to warm up, he called her to wake her up.Knowing that he is facing danger head on, he sigh and hope for the best.He knows that there will be traffic jams along his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.Hello.Hola.Hello.Hi.Hello.Aloha.Hi.Hello.Aloha.Lohaho.Ok.This.is.crap.Ha.Ha.Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is new?Let's see.Ummmm...I have no idea people.Except for maybe the fasting month?Yeah it is the fasting month.The month for us to break fast and not breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh.Dang.Have you heard of the robot guitar by Gibson?Its a freaking new guitar with the most coolest feature I have ever seen.The cool feature is that there is an automatic tuner which will tune itself whenever you pressed the button.It has many types of tunings.Here's the link if you are interested.:&lt;a href="http://www.gibson.com/RobotGuitar/"&gt; http://www.gibson.com/RobotGuitar/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*I miss the smell of your smooth hair, your warm touch, your perfume, your voice and you.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5110354361832808932?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5110354361832808932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5110354361832808932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5110354361832808932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5110354361832808932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-9149296397976330700</id><published>2008-08-24T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:50:33.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys!Oh and girls too, sorry.Its been a long time I know.So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment is ok.I got the hang of everything although there are some pitfalls here and there but I managed to cover them up real smooth.Theres nothing much that I could say about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of people talking about their feelings.I mean not those happy and sad feelings but those that require the readers to have some sympathy for them.What the hell?What?You want some sympathy from us.Take it.There's my sympathy.It is indeed really irritating when I read those stuff.Come on and be a MAN.What kind of man wants sympathy from other people?I mean those who have problems like poverty or suffering a disease is okay.But those who are able - bodied and have their own brains to think for themselves, come on!I'm not saying we don't need sympathy, but please.Instead of asking for sympathy, why don't you people CHANGE yourselves.Make things better for yourself.Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know those people who read this will be like "this guy talk as if he is right".To tell you the truth, I don care.If I'm wrong than its okay.Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've said enough.Those who said the above statement, my answer to you is go screw yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I shall be gone.Pooof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-9149296397976330700?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/9149296397976330700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=9149296397976330700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9149296397976330700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9149296397976330700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-guysoh-and-girls-too-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-343188224971140287</id><published>2008-08-15T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:06:52.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Things change and we have to change with them or we lose out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey kids.I was too exhausted to update these days.Furthermore, I am starting to go to work late.Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new?To tell you the truth, nothing's new.Everything is the way I want them to be.Everything is in place.I am pretty contented with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she got headaches.Out of ordinary headaches which worries me alot.Gosh I hope nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-343188224971140287?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/343188224971140287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=343188224971140287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/343188224971140287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/343188224971140287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-change-and-we-have-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-4466361672262478899</id><published>2008-08-08T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T01:05:02.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good day people of bikini bottom.Latest updates of me life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is sick.His bulb for the low beam lights got short-circuited or something because when I turn it on would not light up.Need to get to the mechanic to fix it that's for sure.I think it is because I washed him so hard that water starts sipping into the bulbs.What a terrible theory but what the heck.Makeover soon!Sticker frenzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started as a data entry job for me became a reply service job.I got transfered into the reply service department and the job is to reply to customers' emails which suck.What's worse is that the people who sent us the emails used broken English thus I could not really understand what the fish they are trying to say.Urgh.*groan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;We agreed to watch that movie and we agreed that it sucked so bad.So don't blame yourself for what happen okay for I was there to spent time with you.Movie date done.Swensen dining done.Hmmmm...I wonder what's next?Let us plan together shall we honey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~Time travels fast when we're having fun so let's not waste every second of it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Afi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-4466361672262478899?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/4466361672262478899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=4466361672262478899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4466361672262478899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4466361672262478899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-day-people-of-bikini-bottom.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3039143527476818106</id><published>2008-08-02T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:43:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alas the day came.Phew.Now I have to work out my expenses and make sure nothing goes wrong.What is new you asked?I have no idea except for this idiot who screams at his phone in the middle of 12 midnight opposite my block.I think he was quarelling over some shit which I do not want to care about.I though he will stop screaming over his God forsaken phone but he did not.I was kind of irritated and went outside my corridor and watched this guy for a full 5 minutes.Still shouting.So I scream"Oi!Shut up la!"As loud as I could and I did not know that it was that loud.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone peered through their windows.All heads from opposite blocks facing my direction.Who cares?They should thank me because that idiot finally stopped shouting and its peaceful again.Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months to go.It is indeed fast if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig I am looking forward to was cancelled due to some crap which I do not know.Urgh!I was looking forward to it for so long.I was quite disappointed because it was a breather for me from all the hassle of work.I guess I have to rely on Baybeats then.Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me go wawaweeewa whenever I meet you.I love teasing you,stroking your smooth hair and talking to you.Swensen and movie coming soon alright?I miss going with you.Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3039143527476818106?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3039143527476818106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3039143527476818106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3039143527476818106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3039143527476818106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/08/alas-day-came.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-940954678779695802</id><published>2008-07-26T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:28:41.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sick of being tired and I am tired of being sick.But what to do?What can I do?Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily for me, the weekends are here.Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Data entry data entry and more data entry.My eyes are going to get destroyed because of this.But then,I'm starting to get the hang of the job nad how the whole travel agency works you know.It's cool.The best thing was watching the web designers and the programmers discuss the web pages they designed or programmed.Whatever we see on the net is remarkably done but then again, have you wondered what kind of shit these designers have to go through to get the pages done.Haha!Thing about it surfers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vrooom vroom all the way.A new vespa comes to the family of friends.Woooo yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-940954678779695802?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/940954678779695802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=940954678779695802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/940954678779695802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/940954678779695802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-so-sick-of-being-tired-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1074452848703417296</id><published>2008-07-23T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:26:24.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What supposed to be boys' night out of riding turns out to be a slacking session at Simpang Bedok.Just slacking and talking about those good times in school bring the bonds closer together.Congratulations on getting your Vespa dude!You deserved it!So the picture is complete...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain sunset and Electrico gig at RP.It is not really a must go event but it's been quite awhile since I listen to laid back songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeover of Jacob soon!Stickers already designed.Now I just need the money to print them out.Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment is quite okay.Mingled with some of my colleagues although the place is like a library or worst, a cemetery where you can only here the sounds of people typing on their keyboards, clicking on their mouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario: You just broke up with someone 3 weeks ago to find out that he or she is seeing someone else.What does that tell you about her or him?Man..The things we do for love.Haha!This situation is not that rare.Just listen to those love songs and you know.Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodle doo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1074452848703417296?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1074452848703417296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1074452848703417296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1074452848703417296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1074452848703417296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-supposed-to-be-boys-night-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7637050715100011849</id><published>2008-07-18T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:00:55.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pressure is starting to get to me.Its horrifying hands trying its best to embrace me and crush me into bits.I feel tired almost every single day.On top of that I have to think about the money I have.I do not understand how some kids have the heart to ask their parents for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Picture this.Your mom may have an eye for something that she wanted to buy for a long time.So one day, she planned on buying it but here you came and ask for some more money.With that reassuring smile, she gave the money she saved to you.It saddens me you know and when I wanted to ask my mom for money, I would think about it and scrape that thought away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Asyron a.k.a Ase for passing his bike.Cannot wait for you to get your greeny vespa and then we will go riding around town.Oh yeah!Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With petrol rates increasing, I really have to save on riding on Jacob.(For riding around town,I have to make an exception.Hah!)Yeah..and so I took public transport to work which is not bad at all.I miss those days where I would just sit on the MRT and listen to my mp3 while just relax and not think of traffic and close shave accidents(Which I am involved into these days.Dang.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Jacob, he is find.Every morning, I would talk to him abit about my life.Hahaha!Sounds crazy but you'll do it too if you have your own vehicle.Call me crazy because I am kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for you,I miss you.Though those meetings are short, it is very sweet and fun for me.You are cute you know that?haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~I love you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7637050715100011849?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7637050715100011849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7637050715100011849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7637050715100011849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7637050715100011849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/pressure-is-starting-to-get-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3580900674119476212</id><published>2008-07-16T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:21:14.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I updated on this blog of mine.So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment is great I guess.My job is to to do data entry for a travel agency so that means I have to update the flight fares.It is quite easy but boring.But the best part is I can check out the flight fares for the countries I would want to go in the future and the fares are extremely expensive.But nevertheless, I will still live up my dream of going there no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People there are quite vicious because its the programming department where the greatest minds gather I guess.HAHA.I manage to mingle around with 2 of the people there.The rest just see me as an invisible person.Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself that it is for 4 months only.Yeah.4 months only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is sick.Whenever I start Jacob up, he will tend to stall.But I know he 's strong and can handle the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you could see thath I changed my blogskin.SCREAM of WAR!ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3580900674119476212?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3580900674119476212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3580900674119476212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3580900674119476212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3580900674119476212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-so-long-since-i-updated-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6659813080580649558</id><published>2008-07-14T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:50:32.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You who makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;You who I always think about.&lt;br /&gt;You who is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;You who is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you.&lt;br /&gt;I want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6659813080580649558?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6659813080580649558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6659813080580649558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6659813080580649558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6659813080580649558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-who-makes-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3074689980232428858</id><published>2008-07-06T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T02:05:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You did not give up easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hope too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But in the midst of it all, you made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here you are together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a painful ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You endured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the midst of it all, you made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  So here you are together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I gave another chance at trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The war is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we are saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3074689980232428858?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3074689980232428858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3074689980232428858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3074689980232428858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3074689980232428858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-did-not-give-up-easily-you-hope-too.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1995003585577225815</id><published>2008-07-04T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T03:17:48.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Afi.I am who I am.No one can control me.No one can control who should I be with or which friends I'm mingling with.I do not freaking care if you are angry or what.This is me and I live my own life.Don't you dare..I say again..don't you dare decide things for me.You don't want to see me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1995003585577225815?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1995003585577225815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1995003585577225815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1995003585577225815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1995003585577225815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/note-i-am-afi.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-9054460634189821617</id><published>2008-07-04T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T01:30:38.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attachments, attachments and attachments.Urgh.I am still anxious and nervous of what company I will get considering my ummm result.I just hope it is outside of school and not a stay in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to hate backstabbers.Not forgetting people who talk behind our backs.I always hear poeple saying"I hate backstabbers."But little did we know that we do it too.Maybe not backstabbing but talking behind people's backs.I do it too no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;So dudes and dudettes, I would like to advise you kids to look at yourself in the mirror before saying you hate this kind of people or whatsoever because it might be you.This advise is applied to me too.Sometimes I tried my best not to 'Busted' anybody but I cannot help it.I get torn between 2 groups.I do not know where to go.Its difficult to impress people no matter how hard you try you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I got the news at the wrong timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-9054460634189821617?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/9054460634189821617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=9054460634189821617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9054460634189821617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9054460634189821617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/07/attachments-attachments-and-attachments.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6510574109885694705</id><published>2008-06-30T02:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T03:00:29.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/shafie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/shafie/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;oh oh oh oh.Guess who is coming to town this August??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SGfY3TLY-HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/umoavcLiU_o/s1600-h/l_af0bdc0968ab25579f7149ee758c30e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/SGfY3TLY-HI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/umoavcLiU_o/s320/l_af0bdc0968ab25579f7149ee758c30e7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217377137884461170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig phenomenon of the year.I was shocked when I heard that they are coming to Singapore.What shocks me most is that I heard rumors that the venue will be changed to D'Marquee.Wooot!It will be so damn near my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caliban is a hardcore plus metal band.The originated from Germany.Shredding guitar lead and shrill vocals plus pure mayhem is what I describe their band as.My brother introduced to me this magnificient band and I liked it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must-go gig not to be missed.Especially for those hardcore kids out there though I know my readers here are not hardcore kids but oh well.Can't wait for this!August here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More trashing.More moshing.More body-surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6510574109885694705?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6510574109885694705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6510574109885694705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-7326740013843420322</id><published>2008-06-30T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:11:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be a group outing but it ended up with only me and my friend a.k.a froggy who were free.We decided to catch this movie named '21' and I swear it is the most coolest show of all.You people should watch it.But before the freaking movie, we went to grab a bite at fish an co and I must tell you that we had a time of our lives.We were like 2 gay boys just sitting at a table like a couple or something.Hahaha!It was fun while it lasted.We went shopping for my shirt and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got this sudden urge to go karaoke.What in the world is wrong with me?I got no freaking clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training for attachment will begin this week.NAPFA test begins on that same bloody week.Sheeeesh.I am so damn anxious about where I am posted at.I do not want to be a coffee-maker or a paper boy or an office boy.But let the school decide shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7326740013843420322?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7326740013843420322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7326740013843420322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7326740013843420322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7326740013843420322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/so_30.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3644960298945809220</id><published>2008-06-23T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:17:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I go backpacking to Phuket???Urgh..I want to go really really badly.I want to get away from stuff here in Singapore and just relax.I just hope my school will not affect this trip.We will go and have some freaking jackass fun down there right guys???haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope my school stuff will not interfere with it.*Sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3644960298945809220?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3644960298945809220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3644960298945809220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3644960298945809220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3644960298945809220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-i-go-backpacking-to-phuketurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6541094971063819914</id><published>2008-06-23T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:57:10.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachments coming closer and closer and I can smell it.Or maybe that's my feet?Or my fart?Oh what the heck.I still do not have a clue on which company I am posted to.I just hope it is something I like.Next month is going to be a ride through hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payday's coming!And I got a long list of stuff I want to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got this wonderful dream.Not that dream I told my friend about.(The one where I went to Australia and found her and you know the rest).This one is totally different.We met at an acoustic gig.It was nice talking to her and all but what intrigued me most was that she could sing.Her voice was so so nice to hear.On our date, I brought my guitar along and she sang.We sang a couple of songs and that was when I heard my mom's voice.Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been my dream to strum and sing with a girlfriend who can actually sing.That day will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.I'm gonna uh....shave my armpit hair now.See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6541094971063819914?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6541094971063819914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6541094971063819914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6541094971063819914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6541094971063819914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-624025309790299224</id><published>2008-06-16T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:22:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.So you're sick and tired of working life.You decided that you really need a breather.You told your boss that you need a very,very,very long break from work.Money was not an issue for you because you got tons of it.You wanted to go traveling around the world.Say,maybe to 10 countries?You grab a couple of your friends to go traveling with.So where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list and reasons why I chose that country:&lt;br /&gt;1.Italy(to dig information on mafia history and heritage)&lt;br /&gt;2.Miami(Sun,sand,beach and babes)&lt;br /&gt;3.L.A(hollywood)&lt;br /&gt;4.Las Vegas(Lights and sounds)&lt;br /&gt;5.Romania(Visit an online friend)&lt;br /&gt;6.Amsterdam(Some illegal stuff are legal there.*devil grin*)&lt;br /&gt;7.New York(Meet my fave band)&lt;br /&gt;8.Paris(Romantic ambience)&lt;br /&gt;9.Venice(peaceful sight and sounds)&lt;br /&gt;10.Perth(Sailing with uncle on his boat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which country are you plan on going?&lt;br /&gt;That's all kiddos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-624025309790299224?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/624025309790299224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=624025309790299224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/624025309790299224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/624025309790299224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3403896057145562227</id><published>2008-06-15T03:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:01:51.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems that what ever happens on the outside is not the same as the inside.It seems that there are some things we did not have a clue about.But with one statement, the fog starts to fade out and things started to become clear.We have been your friends for years but your words and attitude hurt us all.We know you have your own problems to think about but hey, everyone of us have problems of our own but did not bring it out like you did.I hate to have to talk to you about some stuff that is bothering us but it has to be done one day.You are a good guy and we all know that.It is just your attitude and words.Not everyone can swallow in those words you just spoke out.They would just crash down and hurt the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, those who have no idea or whatsoever of what is written above, do not bother trying to find out.It is not about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3403896057145562227?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3403896057145562227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3403896057145562227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3403896057145562227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3403896057145562227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-seems-that-what-ever-happens-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8981364943964884409</id><published>2008-06-11T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T02:16:14.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm currently Job-Free right now.It was fun while it lasted except for maybe some politics here and there(yet again) and people talking behind other people backs.I do not think I would not want to work for them anymore because of some circumstances which I shall not mention.I do feel disappointed at some people though.Nah.To hell with these people.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was cruising down the road to ECP when suddenly a car in front of me jammed his brake which caused me to jam my brakes which cause the car behind me to do the same.But unfortunately the car behind it did not do the same and ended up crashing the rear of the car.The sound was deafening and I was sure I heard 3 crashing sounds which meant 3 other cars banged into each other's rear.It was not my fault though because there was a bus cruising pass and I was unable to change lane into the major road.It was quite a disaster but I cruised on.The ironic part was the car behind me did not bang into me.Sheeesh.If that happens, I would fly out onto the road and SPLAT!I was damn lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then.I'm glad some things are done.All's well that ends well I must say.Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8981364943964884409?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8981364943964884409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8981364943964884409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8981364943964884409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8981364943964884409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-im-currently-job-free-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-2826724171423583754</id><published>2008-06-08T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:01:49.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Problems after problems after problems after problems after problems after problems after problems after..ok that's enough. I do not even know how I could be that careless.I guess I was getting a little intimidated by some job politics here and there.What can be worse than that?I do not even know.The cold was killing me and I was freezing my butts off and it was raining so freaking damn heavy just now but I had no choice but to ride to work.Pretty crazy if u ask me because I almost skidded on the road and.......you know the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I hate these kind of people.I really do. That was what I told my friend. They disgust me.(Its okay if you do not know what I am talking about because you are not suppose to know my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great I guess.I am getting the hang of the roads and places here and there.I had encountered some close-shave situations which was really really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;                    Hold on okay?Do not ever give up on it. Both of you are cute together.Trust me.We will                 try and work things out because I hate seeing my best pal cry because of this.Do not                     fret as this is another obstacle you have to go through although its a very difficult. You                 have conquered greater and higher obstacles than this so I know you will get                                  through.We will work this out.Be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your starbucks buddy,&lt;br /&gt;            A.F.I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this quote in a movie(if I'm not mistaken) that I really loved and I decide to adapt it in my life ever since:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Things change and you have to learn to change with it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all kiddos and remember.Be confident with yourself.Who cares what people say about you.Fuck them all.Really.I'm serious.They're not you and you're not them.Fuck them.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: A dialogue from a spongebob episode:&lt;br /&gt;    -Spongebob:Patrick, are you angry?&lt;br /&gt;    -Patrick:Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;    -Spongebob:Why?&lt;br /&gt;    -Patrick:I can't see my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame but funny.Just missing those episodes.It's been too long since I watched them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.Be strong.Be confident and go get lost from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/27640315-2826724171423583754?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/2826724171423583754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=2826724171423583754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2826724171423583754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2826724171423583754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/06/problems-after-problems-after-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1521371442063425063</id><published>2008-05-09T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T00:59:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was just 3 friends enjoying each other's company.It was great to catch up on things that are missed.Slacking session was fun and filled with everlasting laughter that made us forget all of our worries for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we were heading to the parking lot and guess what?I got my very first fine of 8 bucks for parking without a coupon which is what my friend would define as "Not being a 'virgin' anymore".Haha!Shucks.Stupid parking attendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed now.~Cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1521371442063425063?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1521371442063425063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1521371442063425063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1521371442063425063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1521371442063425063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-just-3-friends-enjoying-each.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3669244581867651641</id><published>2008-05-05T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:19:44.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you got to do what you got to do to get the things you want.It sucks I know but you will get over it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated with curfews and restrictions.Why can't they just let me go for some freedom or something.Patience is a virtue so that is what I am going to do.Wait for the right moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I lie down on my bed, the feeling of missing the things that I once had slipped in.It was pure heartache but I managed to push them out of my system.Its unhealthy I tell you.Very very unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With people who keep on supporting me and friends that had change their ways about life, I could never be as happy.People change for the better and I liked that very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm blabbering crap here.Till next time kiddos.~cheers to my Dillinger~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dillinger is love-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3669244581867651641?l=life-scars.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-27640315.post-5714754214089502604</id><published>2008-04-25T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:25:18.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My wish has come true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my family and I went riding together.Hahaha!It has always been my dream to go riding with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND no kiddy rides pls.Thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5714754214089502604?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5714754214089502604/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-5592711358969496347</id><published>2008-04-25T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:05:07.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He grasped 'victory' like he never grasp before.&lt;br /&gt;Glory is his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~So thus starts a new chapter in his life~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5592711358969496347?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5592711358969496347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5592711358969496347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5592711358969496347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5592711358969496347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-grasped-victory-like-he-never-grasp.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-2883613071080467678</id><published>2008-04-18T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:39:29.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music.A tool or tune used to relax the mind.But for me its something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strumming on my faithful guitar does put my mind at ease.Every song means something to me.Every song has a memory of my life events embedded in it.They are like chapters of my life and each chapter had names.Every time I listen to a song,it puts me in another world.A world of my own where I could not be able to hear anyone calling out to me and my handphone blaring.It does not really matter if its a noisy song or a soothing song because both have their own chapter embedded in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,when I heard a song I'm familiar with and it is in a list of my chapters,I will get so distracted for a few seconds and it feels like I was in my own little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music are snippets of our life events which are put together to form a collage.That's how I define music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Cheers for music people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-2883613071080467678?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/2883613071080467678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=2883613071080467678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2883613071080467678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2883613071080467678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/04/music.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3184218574901783988</id><published>2008-04-18T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:35:09.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more days until school starts.My timetable is not really hectic with off days on mondays and fridays and busy days on tuesdays and wednesdays.It will be one heck of a fast year for me with attachments and major projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is in order as the moment of truth drew nearer.Having sleepless nights thinking about it is a killer even though I'm nocturnal.The pressure and expectations I have to live by makes me more nervous than ever.But I'm determined to do my best and get what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother's problem remind me of myself back then when I was a secondary school kid.Young,naive,selfish and ego.Always thought I was big enough to walk on my own.*Chuckles*I still remember those days and it will be kept close to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how time has taught me to change my ways and to become a better person.Time is a great healer.It is indeed a great healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top this off, all I want to say is "back to school kiddos!"Gdluck!You'll need it.In fact,all of us need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3184218574901783988?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3184218574901783988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3184218574901783988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3184218574901783988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3184218574901783988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-more-days-until-school-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3113917742904435486</id><published>2008-04-09T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:03:49.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi.It's been long.Too long actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fine.Holidays are good except if you are totally broke and that your pay is gone.Haha.Yeah.You heard me or in this case, saw me.Last week I was having a chalet with my secondary school kids which is so damn fun.East coast chalet is so sucky I tell you.Only the beach is nice to go to.I had so much fun with the kids  and I laughed till I dropped.Hehe.Happy days I must say.If we were to live together in our own apartment,things would be so good.We will be as free as the birds flying in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R_zoPrYNC-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zdy0-DMKRi4/s1600-h/CIMG4208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R_zoPrYNC-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zdy0-DMKRi4/s320/CIMG4208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187276226863893474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R_zoh7YNC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/kMDX-pUpW0o/s1600-h/CIMG4227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R_zoh7YNC_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/kMDX-pUpW0o/s320/CIMG4227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187276540396506098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment of truth is coming and I'm quite nervous actually.The 'stuff' is already here  but can I do it?Damn.I have to be strong.Sheesh.I feel like vomiting.Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3113917742904435486?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3113917742904435486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3113917742904435486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3113917742904435486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3113917742904435486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R_zoPrYNC-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/zdy0-DMKRi4/s72-c/CIMG4208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-9138535318737994796</id><published>2008-03-21T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T02:17:26.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel;ign quite fucked up now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on hold for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-9138535318737994796?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/9138535318737994796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=9138535318737994796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9138535318737994796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9138535318737994796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/feelign-quite-fucked-up-now.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5093361924230230832</id><published>2008-03-18T01:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:38:24.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Katharsis was awesome!!I was so amazed by their performances and the crowd was totally wicked!!I did my first body-surfing and the experience is priceless I tell you!Woooo! The bands were super duper awesome. It was one of the best gigs I have ever been to. Hardcore kids were around and about. We really stood as one in the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures to tell you the whole story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96npuVFJTI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cs4QTRhR3C4/s1600-h/P1010160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96npuVFJTI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cs4QTRhR3C4/s320/P1010160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178760956775572786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ian from Harmatia screaming his hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96mpOVFJSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g_wssAeDXsE/s1600-h/P1010124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96mpOVFJSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/g_wssAeDXsE/s320/P1010124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178759848674010402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hardcore kids dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96oYuVFJUI/AAAAAAAAADI/40Jejs4NEOY/s1600-h/P1010166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96oYuVFJUI/AAAAAAAAADI/40Jejs4NEOY/s320/P1010166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178761764229424450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles Away rocking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96oq-VFJVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0p5EhFCBGEE/s1600-h/P1010168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96oq-VFJVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0p5EhFCBGEE/s320/P1010168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178762077762037074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One  word."HARDCORE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qD-VFJWI/AAAAAAAAADY/tr_zSuxfS5k/s1600-h/P1010194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qD-VFJWI/AAAAAAAAADY/tr_zSuxfS5k/s320/P1010194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178763606770394466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomy of Fc Five testing the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qeuVFJXI/AAAAAAAAADg/fmgpO13ktzc/s1600-h/P1010211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qeuVFJXI/AAAAAAAAADg/fmgpO13ktzc/s320/P1010211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178764066331895154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qzOVFJYI/AAAAAAAAADo/WOGxvDJnoeA/s1600-h/P1010220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96qzOVFJYI/AAAAAAAAADo/WOGxvDJnoeA/s320/P1010220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178764418519213442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimra the drummer from Fc Five with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96rROVFJZI/AAAAAAAAADw/hzKN2R_7D6s/s1600-h/P1010214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96rROVFJZI/AAAAAAAAADw/hzKN2R_7D6s/s320/P1010214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178764933915288978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop. Comeback Kid!Wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:more pictures on Friendster please.Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5093361924230230832?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5093361924230230832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5093361924230230832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5093361924230230832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5093361924230230832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/katharsis-was-awesomei-was-so-amazed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R96npuVFJTI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cs4QTRhR3C4/s72-c/P1010160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-6246067172241619134</id><published>2008-03-16T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:38:42.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard your dad wants to buy you a bike?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u feel?&lt;br /&gt;I feel ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem disturbed?&lt;br /&gt;Oh..it nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the jurors how you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;Well..Its not that I'm not happy with it.It's just that new bike equals to more money and I don't want to have financial difficulties just because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you tell your dad that?&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.not yet.Perhaps when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This court is adjourned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6246067172241619134?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6246067172241619134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6246067172241619134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6246067172241619134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6246067172241619134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-heard-your-dad-wants-to-buy-you-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3131521139232594263</id><published>2008-03-16T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:19:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So..4 more days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared?&lt;br /&gt;well..umm abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you nervous?&lt;br /&gt;Ummm..kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can make it?&lt;br /&gt;Umm...Not that sure.Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember anything at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Do not give up easily or you'll be letting yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who told you this?&lt;br /&gt;Someone I dearly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she still loved?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.She is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this witness your honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This court is adjourned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3131521139232594263?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3131521139232594263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3131521139232594263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3131521139232594263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3131521139232594263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5556390146611188906</id><published>2008-03-14T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:43:16.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Let's get things started with an introduction to my new skin.."Cricket cricket"...Ok done.Now for some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was so fun.Friends there are crazy enough to make me laugh alot even on my most moody days. Its a good thing it is extended to next week. Workload was very very easy mind you.The boss was so reasonable although we like to make fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T.P test&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;slack&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;new songs&lt;br /&gt;new image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dirty little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5556390146611188906?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5556390146611188906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5556390146611188906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5556390146611188906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5556390146611188906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-2051404662776203632</id><published>2008-03-08T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T02:58:43.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;what is it?&lt;br /&gt;A four letter word&lt;br /&gt;With lots of complications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Why is it difficult  to uncover&lt;br /&gt;and understand it?&lt;br /&gt;What makes it difficult to decipher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Man's lifeline&lt;br /&gt;Man's enemy&lt;br /&gt;Man's memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;breakups&lt;br /&gt;Anger&lt;br /&gt;Hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are those the&lt;br /&gt;feelings adapted&lt;br /&gt;by man&lt;br /&gt;themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;What are you?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-2051404662776203632?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/2051404662776203632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=2051404662776203632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2051404662776203632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/2051404662776203632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-what-is-it-four-letter-word-with.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-324408710025799217</id><published>2008-03-03T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:46:04.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Yani and we all from 4E2 hope the best for you and your loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh.Yeah. I cannot wait for this gig to come. A gig where a band from Japan and a band from Australia is coming to Singapore for a live performance all thanks to Bella Luna Studios. I cannot wait for this gig to happen. There will be lots of moshing around and not forgetting screams and shouts.Below is the poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8rnPKobXuI/AAAAAAAAACw/AOA30c63PPg/s1600-h/l_ea614e3c9ec299821d456b6ef009c53c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8rnPKobXuI/AAAAAAAAACw/AOA30c63PPg/s320/l_ea614e3c9ec299821d456b6ef009c53c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173201369726410466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fc five(Japan) and Miles away(Australia). Both are pure hardcore bands!Local bands such as after the sky, overthrown and hamartia will also be playing. This will  be the gig I will never forget!Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's it.Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait!Before I forget. Below is the trailer of the gig.wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GFltXTa3hhc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GFltXTa3hhc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-324408710025799217?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/324408710025799217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=324408710025799217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/324408710025799217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/324408710025799217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8rnPKobXuI/AAAAAAAAACw/AOA30c63PPg/s72-c/l_ea614e3c9ec299821d456b6ef009c53c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-3204048749401988861</id><published>2008-03-01T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:24:12.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8l0h6obXtI/AAAAAAAAACo/LxSyMtN1f_E/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8l0h6obXtI/AAAAAAAAACo/LxSyMtN1f_E/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172793773035052754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah yeah.New Skin.But some prob with the layout which i ummm do not know what to do.So yeah. To hell with it. Oh my tag board is down there somewhere.So just scrooooooll down and you will see it. Sorry for any inconvenience caused kids. Finally got a short term job which is like for 2 weeks. 6 bucks per hour which is quite umm ok. Work as suck dumbass factory as a packer. Thanks to kelly services that is. Yeah yeah. SOme of you idiots must be thinking"Why did u apply at kelly services.They suck!" Well..seriously, its my prob. If I'm rich I wouldn't be complaining much. So its my freaking problem ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates updates. What more can u spies hope for besides that. Oh..heard the news of the terrorist who escaped. Seriously its quite impossible for him to escape easily because of the tight security. He must have some 'power' which I personally think its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are here.Yippee..I have to focus on my bike test which is like 3 weeks or so away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song or ummm...the jukebox at my blog is the song that makes u sing along with it.I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise my entry:&lt;br /&gt;New skin&lt;br /&gt;New Job&lt;br /&gt;New Song&lt;br /&gt;Flight of the terrorist&lt;br /&gt;Blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again soon. With that I will walk away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3204048749401988861?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3204048749401988861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3204048749401988861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3204048749401988861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3204048749401988861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/03/yeah-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R8l0h6obXtI/AAAAAAAAACo/LxSyMtN1f_E/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-5960547063580569298</id><published>2008-02-10T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:18:54.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have my reasons. I really do. So just sit back, relax and enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5960547063580569298?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5960547063580569298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5960547063580569298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5960547063580569298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5960547063580569298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-my-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8523559376817943636</id><published>2008-02-09T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:33:32.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello kiddos.Wassup?How have you guys been?Its been quite sometime since I updated my dusty bloggy. Well..been busy with life so yeah.Life's good.Never been better actually.Everything is going smoothly except for a few humps and bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are as usual: robbing my life again and again. I heard RP is having their holidays now.Its a bummer for us in T.P. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So umm..valentine's day is just around the corner.So, found your dates yet?haha!Don't give me that look and don' start saying," Aiyah.Who want me.I'm not that handsome." That is just crap.Hahaha!Go out there and get your own dates.Whatever it takes.I'm not saying that its compulsory or what .Up to you though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss gigs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss 4E2.&lt;br /&gt;I miss J.L peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I miss cuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;I miss chalets.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sheesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.Catch you guys next time.~Adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss bbqs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8523559376817943636?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8523559376817943636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8523559376817943636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8523559376817943636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8523559376817943636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-kiddos.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-568867059695105448</id><published>2008-01-22T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T02:12:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A list of things I want to to do with 'you':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.eat at seoul garden&lt;br /&gt;2.eat steamboat&lt;br /&gt;3.sit on the waterbreaker at ECP&lt;br /&gt;4.go toT3&lt;br /&gt;5.Go to COURTS in tampines&lt;br /&gt;6.Ride you home with my bike&lt;br /&gt;7.sing and strum to you&lt;br /&gt;8.watch 27 dresses&lt;br /&gt;9.go orchard with you&lt;br /&gt;10.drench in th rain  with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.youareloved.&lt;br /&gt;.youaremissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-568867059695105448?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/568867059695105448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=568867059695105448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/568867059695105448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/568867059695105448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/list-of-things-i-want-to-to-do-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-231719759858274183</id><published>2008-01-22T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T02:14:39.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So..i was drag upon by someone to complete this ummmm....'stuff'.So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;2.a talking animal&lt;br /&gt;3.clowns&lt;br /&gt;4.Freaks&lt;br /&gt;5.Shit in my pants&lt;br /&gt;6.God&lt;br /&gt;7.You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I like most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.Her&lt;br /&gt;2.Guitar&lt;br /&gt;3.Friends&lt;br /&gt;4.Doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;5.xxHCxx music&lt;br /&gt;6.Digging my nose&lt;br /&gt;7.Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 important things in my room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.bed&lt;br /&gt;2.pillow&lt;br /&gt;3.blanket&lt;br /&gt;4.my helmet&lt;br /&gt;5.back scratcher&lt;br /&gt;6.Speaker&lt;br /&gt;7.guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I can fart at your face&lt;br /&gt;2.I headbang in the lift&lt;br /&gt;3.my pillow smells like shit&lt;br /&gt;4.shit on my pants before&lt;br /&gt;5.Never snores&lt;br /&gt;6.Cried in front of a girl before&lt;br /&gt;7.a good kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I plan to do before I R.I.P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.SEX!!!&lt;br /&gt;2.perform side by side with my favourite bands&lt;br /&gt;3.Travel to Italy!&lt;br /&gt;4.Write a best-selling book&lt;br /&gt;5.Meet my online best friend from Romania&lt;br /&gt;6.Live with my uncle in Perth&lt;br /&gt;7.Die in a freaking war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.ummm..sing?&lt;br /&gt;2.grow a beard&lt;br /&gt;3.show middle-finger&lt;br /&gt;4.Fart at your face right now&lt;br /&gt;5.shoot you back if I get really irritated&lt;br /&gt;6.SLACK&lt;br /&gt;7.visit girl's toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I cannot do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Be gay&lt;br /&gt;2.sing like William Hung&lt;br /&gt;3.eat pork&lt;br /&gt;4.JAVA&lt;br /&gt;5.Abuse animals&lt;br /&gt;6.Smash my guitar&lt;br /&gt;7.Whack people with my helmet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  things that attract me to the opposite sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Red dress[Everything red]&lt;br /&gt;2.clumsiness&lt;br /&gt;3.Humour&lt;br /&gt;4.shorter or same height as me&lt;br /&gt;5.can tolerate my crap&lt;br /&gt;6.long skirt&lt;br /&gt;7.sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say/write the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Wtf&lt;br /&gt;2.cool la&lt;br /&gt;3.sia&lt;br /&gt;4.your ball drop&lt;br /&gt;5.Fuck you la&lt;br /&gt;6.cricket cricket&lt;br /&gt;7.-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 celebrity crushes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Jessica Alba&lt;br /&gt;2.Jojo&lt;br /&gt;3.Hayley Williams&lt;br /&gt;4.Denzel washington&lt;br /&gt;5.Adam Lazarra&lt;br /&gt;6.Michael buble&lt;br /&gt;7.Johnny Knoxville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people you want to take this test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.W&lt;br /&gt;2.H&lt;br /&gt;3.O&lt;br /&gt;4.E&lt;br /&gt;5.V&lt;br /&gt;6.E&lt;br /&gt;7.R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done....sheeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-231719759858274183?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/231719759858274183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=231719759858274183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/231719759858274183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/231719759858274183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1499096920492896632</id><published>2008-01-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:41:58.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was taking a break and took a couple of surveys.Haha!Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts,  music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancer     - DJ - Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 55% Left Brained, 45% Right Brained&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Average American Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/averageamericannamegenerator/name.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steven Lee Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/averageamericannamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Average American Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;E  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1499096920492896632?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1499096920492896632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1499096920492896632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1499096920492896632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1499096920492896632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-taking-break-and-took-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3346779178920123226</id><published>2008-01-10T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:24:54.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;Seriously&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;really tired&lt;br /&gt;I guess i need a break&lt;br /&gt;from everything&lt;br /&gt;and i mean&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt; everything&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;never broke down&lt;br /&gt;like that&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;but you&lt;br /&gt;you are&lt;br /&gt;the first&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;br /&gt;you said&lt;br /&gt;those 3 words&lt;br /&gt;You said&lt;br /&gt;that as if&lt;br /&gt;its nothing&lt;br /&gt;I'm reconsidering&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;reconsidering&lt;br /&gt;to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3346779178920123226?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3346779178920123226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3346779178920123226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3346779178920123226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3346779178920123226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-know-seriously-im-tired-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3794276270997533014</id><published>2008-01-07T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T01:23:41.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy bdae afi and thx people'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uhuh...Uhuh..Well then.One last year in teenagehood i guess.Thx for the wishes friends!I really appreciate them alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bdae to afi!May all your wishes come true!&lt;br /&gt;19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19 19.......woooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3794276270997533014?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3794276270997533014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3794276270997533014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3794276270997533014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3794276270997533014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/uhuh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7726220241056819943</id><published>2008-01-04T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:21:34.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R30uEk7GKhI/AAAAAAAAACY/1b3mjQ9tXME/s1600-h/me_small+copy_compressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R30uEk7GKhI/AAAAAAAAACY/1b3mjQ9tXME/s320/me_small+copy_compressed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151324204947614226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people.Updated just to say that I am damn busy this days or even weeks and I got no time for blogging.But i will try and update if i got some time.Meanwhile,check out the photo of me with my elder bro.It does not even look like me but well it IS me.BELIEVE it. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good..For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my freaking God la!I want SLR!!!!!!Someone pls buy me slr?????I want!Haiyah.Saw Shane's SLR and I'm jealous.Hahaha!I want.Oh!Not forgetting a Schecter C-1 Blackjack guitar.Hahaha!Wishlists i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R301kU7GKiI/AAAAAAAAACg/eTVD4e07mL0/s1600-h/hr_c1_bj_blk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R301kU7GKiI/AAAAAAAAACg/eTVD4e07mL0/s320/hr_c1_bj_blk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151332446989855266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Schecter C-1 Blackjack..*drool*&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for jamming session.Wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7726220241056819943?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7726220241056819943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7726220241056819943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7726220241056819943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7726220241056819943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2mQ7rt09ks/R30uEk7GKhI/AAAAAAAAACY/1b3mjQ9tXME/s72-c/me_small+copy_compressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27640315.post-1338691272911821739</id><published>2007-12-23T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:05:03.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tick&lt;br /&gt;tock&lt;br /&gt;tick&lt;br /&gt;tock&lt;br /&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;and still&lt;br /&gt;waiting..&lt;br /&gt;tick&lt;br /&gt;tock&lt;br /&gt;tick&lt;br /&gt;tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1338691272911821739?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1338691272911821739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1338691272911821739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1338691272911821739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1338691272911821739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/12/tick-tock-tick-tock-waiting-waiting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-436528249255826596</id><published>2007-12-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T22:52:20.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One word&lt;br /&gt;bored&lt;br /&gt;bored to death&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;Finding work&lt;br /&gt;hope I can&lt;br /&gt;just for these holiday&lt;br /&gt;can i get a job?&lt;br /&gt;I hope so&lt;br /&gt;Geez&lt;br /&gt;Urgh&lt;br /&gt;uuuuh&lt;br /&gt;helo&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;anyone there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.miss u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-436528249255826596?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/436528249255826596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=436528249255826596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/436528249255826596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/436528249255826596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-word-bored-bored-to-death-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8506559326650517911</id><published>2007-12-11T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:53:57.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With every ounce of breathe left in our lungs, we pushed ourselves hard and managed to pull through those tangles of undergrowth called projects. Although remnants of shrapnel are lying everywhere around us, one thing is for sure: We did pull through. We might have casualties when the time comes but we can learn from those casualties and prevent more casualties from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacking session was damn fun la. Ha ha!We got alot to update about. From reminiscing about the past when we were still working at john little until now. Planning Satay session and chalet. All we need is for people to be free and most importantly...money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drops of sweat trickled down my forehead when I think about you.&lt;br /&gt;.I want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8506559326650517911?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8506559326650517911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8506559326650517911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8506559326650517911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8506559326650517911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/12/with-every-ounce-of-breathe-left-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-2267912446957226786</id><published>2007-12-10T04:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T04:34:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/quizzes/sex_appeal" style="border: 1px solid transparent; 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I love the night time adrenaline rushing through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go!Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psssssst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so cute today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wished that I could spent my whole time with you and watch the world go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wished that we would just stargaze at night and say "this is the life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects really took my time away.I will make it up to you after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its difficult to contact me. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6921458291445391826?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6921458291445391826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6921458291445391826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6921458291445391826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6921458291445391826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-feeling-of-cold-air-whooshing.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-9040092794619769455</id><published>2007-11-30T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T02:52:42.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my headphone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;Its broken.&lt;br /&gt;Wires snapped.&lt;br /&gt;DAmN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let'ss play classroom baseball again shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-9040092794619769455?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/9040092794619769455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=9040092794619769455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9040092794619769455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/9040092794619769455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-my-headphone-its-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-4856927378095842014</id><published>2007-11-28T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T00:06:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;They are indeed magically romantic and fun&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing on the past&lt;br /&gt;and dreaming about the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a funny story&lt;br /&gt;A story of how we first met&lt;br /&gt;A story that I will always remember throughout&lt;br /&gt;A story that will be kept by heart......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;Let's plan shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's dance the night away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-4856927378095842014?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/4856927378095842014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=4856927378095842014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4856927378095842014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4856927378095842014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/those-days-we-spent-together-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8782777197166594005</id><published>2007-11-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:06:02.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it was raining but heck..I didn't care although the road was slippery.I rode on and did all the circuit tests.But I fell of the plank test which demoralize me but I just rode on always hoping for the best.I guessed hope shine well on me because I passed.I was relieved and ecstatic at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is still bothering.Will I ever get to use the bike?It seems that my brother is using it often.Damn..I really hope so.Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8782777197166594005?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8782777197166594005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8782777197166594005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8782777197166594005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8782777197166594005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-it-was-raining-but-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-5429946599914847390</id><published>2007-11-25T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:11:42.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Firm = strict= control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wanna be firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leads me to bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wanna be firm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wanna be the ruthless badass afi ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-5429946599914847390?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/5429946599914847390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=5429946599914847390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5429946599914847390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/5429946599914847390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/firm-strict-control-i-don-wanna-be-firm.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-106574480440873867</id><published>2007-11-24T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T02:15:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I flinched as i passed by the stop after bedok.My spine tingled to the thought of reminiscing about the past.But somehow it felt calm just by thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was fun.The show sucks big time.Watched beowolf.3D Characters are ok except for the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy when I'm with you but i hate it when you say those words.They make me shiver inside.I'm just scared.Scared of history repeating itself.I'm tired of shedding tears again.Those times are enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:Currently into the song i posted here.Hahaha!I did the song on my guitar and I'm just waiting for the right moment to play the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-106574480440873867?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/106574480440873867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=106574480440873867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/106574480440873867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/106574480440873867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-flinched-as-i-passed-by-stop-after.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8475970029479059826</id><published>2007-11-18T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T03:00:51.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fingers to the lips please.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psst.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want me to what?&lt;br /&gt;Of course I will.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will be looking forward to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those eyes&lt;br /&gt;I like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"skips away happily while putting a finger to his lips"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8475970029479059826?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8475970029479059826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8475970029479059826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8475970029479059826'/><link rel='self' 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button&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn hapPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7361988146186233649?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7361988146186233649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7361988146186233649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7361988146186233649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7361988146186233649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1801093422557796158</id><published>2007-11-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T02:07:06.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 4 1 1 0 7 1 0 5 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1801093422557796158?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1801093422557796158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1801093422557796158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1801093422557796158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1801093422557796158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/141107-1057-don-worry-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6852381815265501754</id><published>2007-11-14T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T02:24:13.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come to think of it&lt;br /&gt;Its good that we are buddies&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it will be fun&lt;br /&gt;I think you made the right choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hate you&lt;br /&gt;Nor will I hold a grudge against you&lt;br /&gt;You have been through alot&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to be any burden to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard to decipher the reason&lt;br /&gt;but i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don be sad&lt;br /&gt;Learn to open up to people&lt;br /&gt;i assure you that you will feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;Trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6852381815265501754?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/6852381815265501754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=6852381815265501754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6852381815265501754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/6852381815265501754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/come-to-think-of-it-its-good-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-895333775807893945</id><published>2007-11-13T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T04:06:53.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he miss her so much now'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He didn't have a clue dat saying goodbye could be this hard.He doesn't want to say goodbye because his heart is still with her.But she is scared she hurt him even more though she noes this is not the best move.He misses her so much and he would go the extra mile just for her.When he loves somebody,he don't even care if she would hurt him or not because he don't care.He just want to spend time and life with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is sad.He is sad.He cried and cried.Each time he saw his pic with her he cried.He is going to have sleepless night crying his hearts out.He really loves her.He dreamt of her a couple of times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this is hard,he thought.Harder than last time to be exact.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-895333775807893945?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/895333775807893945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=895333775807893945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/895333775807893945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/895333775807893945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-didnt-have-clue-dat-saying-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-8770587517167237166</id><published>2007-11-12T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T02:10:22.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S...The previous post is a tribute to my childhood friend who has his own probs too.Its not for me ok?Don't be misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not dat i don wanna tell u..its juz dat I miss those times we had together.I really do..haha..To tell you the truth I still keep the first sweet msg u send me.hehe..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still read it time and time again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-8770587517167237166?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/8770587517167237166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=8770587517167237166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8770587517167237166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/8770587517167237166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/p.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-1510569096464105820</id><published>2007-11-10T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:21:39.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He thinks he is being used..Over and over again.Like a shirt.Is he naive and gullible?What had become of him?He doesn't want to think of being used.He doesn't want to..For he care...But wat always cross his mind was "Do they care?".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-1510569096464105820?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/1510569096464105820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=1510569096464105820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1510569096464105820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/1510569096464105820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-thinks-he-is-being-used.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3474589983741863561</id><published>2007-11-07T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T04:05:17.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damn..i feel so down this week...So freaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel scared.I dunno wat i'm scared of but each time i wake up in the morning,I feel scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3474589983741863561?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3474589983741863561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3474589983741863561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3474589983741863561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3474589983741863561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-163324350578779111</id><published>2007-11-07T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:31:16.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He got his life into trouble.He noes it.But wat can he do?He's not even ready for relationship yet.He's not even sure of his feelings.He's not sure of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he can do now is to remain single and wait for the right time.Ho noes now is not the right time.He will still wait....and wait and wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-163324350578779111?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/163324350578779111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=163324350578779111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/163324350578779111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/163324350578779111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-got-his-life-into-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-3631813225422672793</id><published>2007-11-04T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:09:11.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a crush on you..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes i do&lt;br /&gt;But will u be mine?&lt;br /&gt;will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-3631813225422672793?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/3631813225422672793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=3631813225422672793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3631813225422672793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/3631813225422672793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-crush-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-7512929146775692179</id><published>2007-10-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:41:54.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Some define it as true&lt;br /&gt;While others think its just another blow in the wind&lt;br /&gt;What is friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it about being in the same group all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it about control?&lt;br /&gt;Is it about discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;Is it about insulting others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn between friendship&lt;br /&gt;Standing in between two separate roads&lt;br /&gt;Which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Which road will you take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each road will change your life&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;Friendship sucks it away from you&lt;br /&gt;And you will be the one crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is born alone&lt;br /&gt;Its entirely up to you&lt;br /&gt;to make your friendship work&lt;br /&gt;and keep it standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is going to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;if you do not make one&lt;br /&gt;No one is alone&lt;br /&gt;no one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-7512929146775692179?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/7512929146775692179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=7512929146775692179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7512929146775692179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/7512929146775692179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/10/friendship-some-define-it-as-true-while.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-4127680983801795556</id><published>2007-10-26T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T03:30:16.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hate,&lt;br /&gt;Mankind's secret weapon&lt;br /&gt;Mankind's greatest fear&lt;br /&gt;Mankind's greatest foe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have become of us?&lt;br /&gt;Is hate taking control of us?&lt;br /&gt;Is there no stopping this word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are mere humans&lt;br /&gt;The same species as you are&lt;br /&gt;Who are prone to flaws&lt;br /&gt;But why hate us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wars broke out&lt;br /&gt;Innocent people killed&lt;br /&gt;But 'they' don't care&lt;br /&gt;For 'they' are the demons themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-4127680983801795556?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/4127680983801795556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=4127680983801795556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4127680983801795556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/4127680983801795556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/10/hate-mankinds-secret-weapon-mankinds.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-373349754050963602</id><published>2007-10-25T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:51:00.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;the fall of every man&lt;br /&gt;The nature of mankind&lt;br /&gt;The chemistry between opposite sexes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Love is great&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes the world go round&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes us human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet...&lt;br /&gt;Why is Love so hard to understand?&lt;br /&gt;Why are these four letter words complicated?&lt;br /&gt;What makes it difficult to comprehend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The word that shows our true colors&lt;br /&gt;The word that makes us inhuman&lt;br /&gt;The word that shows our true ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love someone&lt;br /&gt;is to be sincere&lt;br /&gt;is to be loving&lt;br /&gt;is to be devoted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;Are we ready to face love?&lt;br /&gt;Are we ready to spend our lifetime with the loved one?&lt;br /&gt;Are we ready to get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The biggest mistakes we made in&lt;br /&gt;The word that makes us change for the better&lt;br /&gt;The word that makes us human again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;We will never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;We will never decipher&lt;br /&gt;For we are just human beings with feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-373349754050963602?l=life-scars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/feeds/373349754050963602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27640315&amp;postID=373349754050963602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/373349754050963602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27640315/posts/default/373349754050963602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-scars.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-fall-of-every-man-nature-of.html' title=''/><author><name>cheese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04156952769581541614</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-27640315.post-6122602693852456200</id><published>2007-10-23T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:53:47.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighting our own demons'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The demon that is left inside&lt;br /&gt;to burnt&lt;br /&gt;will it ever be let out?&lt;br /&gt;will we be able to control it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we be able to decipher the truth&lt;br /&gt;about ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;About our own demon?&lt;br /&gt;About who we really are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Let me out,let me out"&lt;br /&gt;"I will make it worth your while"&lt;br /&gt;Their voices echoed in the distant walls&lt;br /&gt;Growling with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is this who we are?&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we are?&lt;br /&gt;Can we fight our demons?&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever win the war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27640315-6122602693852456200?l=life-scars.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-27640315.post-5363917808961359035</id><published>2007-10-20T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T02:34:23.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read between the lines'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched as he fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;overwhelmed by grief&lt;br /&gt;Is there no certainty in this world?&lt;br /&gt;he asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces masked with fake expressions&lt;br /&gt;are fitted into glass walls&lt;br /&gt;Are these the faces of which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;speak of?&lt;br /&gt;The faces that were left to rot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smiles.The laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Are they real?&lt;br /&gt;Or are they masks?&lt;br /&gt;He is uncertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unbreakable glass walls&lt;br /&gt;Why are faces fitted into them?&lt;br /&gt;How will they break out of it?&lt;br /&gt;How will they be free to set their expressions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will there be an end to this word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uncertainty....uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"please break me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Faces moaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he stood up&lt;br /&gt;and snarled before those faces&lt;br /&gt;Turning his back against them&lt;br /&gt;he walked off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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