<?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-453519996272952999</id><updated>2011-10-12T13:18:32.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DIDNT WEAR UNDERWEAR TODAY!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;indecisive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;low self-esteem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;not much confidence left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;too hasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thinks too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;easily demoralized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a fucking burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;insensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;goal-less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thick-skinned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;aint useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;well that sums me up quite well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;A FAILURE, A FUCKING FAILURE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;how i wish i can dig a fucking hole so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and never come out again -.-&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/453519996272952999-3486853209438348968?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3486853209438348968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/lemme-summarize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3486853209438348968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3486853209438348968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/lemme-summarize.html' title='lemme summarize'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1653622055662492667</id><published>2011-08-11T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:00:40.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid. so fucking stupid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ok, i've always misjudged things and come to conclusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;extremely fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but looking at things now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;it was a fucking mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to have gone ahead with that idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i dont know what made me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;believe that there was even a possibility in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;maybe its a wake up call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and the last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &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/453519996272952999-1653622055662492667?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1653622055662492667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/stupid-so-fucking-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1653622055662492667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1653622055662492667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/stupid-so-fucking-stupid.html' title='stupid. so fucking stupid.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2919065217130721593</id><published>2011-08-11T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:30:02.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, i hope you get fucked the same way at work the way you fucked me up. bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;well the title sums it all up -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;time for a puff puff with my mint intense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2919065217130721593?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2919065217130721593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-i-hope-you-get-fucked-same-way-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2919065217130721593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2919065217130721593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-i-hope-you-get-fucked-same-way-at.html' title='well, i hope you get fucked the same way at work the way you fucked me up. bitch'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6931411738601609360</id><published>2011-08-10T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:42:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys and girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ok now i know why my mind blocked for these few days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;feeling cranky again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;seriously, guys and girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;there's not much difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;we all PMS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;its just a matter of consistency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;well fuckmylife -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;feeling like this for no reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;kns ccb diu le&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6931411738601609360?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6931411738601609360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/guys-and-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6931411738601609360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6931411738601609360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/guys-and-girls.html' title='guys and girls.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3037638915465012418</id><published>2011-08-08T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:20:21.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back this 3 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We created this blog when i was 16? perhaps 17. Now im 19. Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;I can confidently say I did quite alot of activities during my 3 yrs in school! (:&lt;br /&gt;I'd just looked through all the photos i had in fb and realize how fast it has been since the picture of my first day in school up till now.&lt;br /&gt;All the fun times we had together!&lt;br /&gt;camps dance performances, going to the beach, jz hanging out! all that jz came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;The photos also reminded me of what we once are and how we've change along the way.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite small back then but as time goes by i've mature a lil bit. learning everyday how to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;I might not be as great now but i hope i will be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;This is a reminder of future-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HELMI&lt;/span&gt; of who i once were (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.E.L.M.I&lt;br /&gt;Remember the things that make you smile, not on things than makes you frown!&lt;br /&gt;ME off to school!&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Move like jagger -Maroon 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3037638915465012418?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3037638915465012418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/looking-back-this-3-years_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3037638915465012418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3037638915465012418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/looking-back-this-3-years_08.html' title='Looking Back this 3 years'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4818319743515789700</id><published>2011-08-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:09:55.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;so is it wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;to run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;instead of standing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; to the fear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4818319743515789700?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4818319743515789700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4818319743515789700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4818319743515789700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/08/wondering.html' title='Wondering'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1086775559969855605</id><published>2011-07-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:17:16.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;it's time i forgive and forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1086775559969855605?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1086775559969855605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1086775559969855605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1086775559969855605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-guess.html' title='i guess'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-465052886664626630</id><published>2011-07-26T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:15:12.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's this feeling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i have an irresistible urge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;to faster end my last few months of poly life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ASAP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but looking back at pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that i took&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;during these two and a half years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i kinda dont want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;all those fun times to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;fuck, why am i contradicting myself so much these few weeks?&lt;/i&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/453519996272952999-465052886664626630?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/465052886664626630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/465052886664626630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/465052886664626630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-this-feeling.html' title='what&apos;s this feeling?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3164596001421971136</id><published>2011-07-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:47:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one by one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;WE FALL&lt;/b&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/453519996272952999-3164596001421971136?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3164596001421971136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-by-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3164596001421971136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3164596001421971136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-by-one.html' title='one by one'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-9186574472501787366</id><published>2011-07-22T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:14:14.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i've come to realize that no one else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;except me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;updates this blog now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;so i shall use this as a vessel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;to say what i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and what i feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;things which i cant express to anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-9186574472501787366?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/9186574472501787366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/9186574472501787366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/9186574472501787366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-413632413312930784</id><published>2011-07-21T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T22:17:47.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;the way i am now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i'm not ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-413632413312930784?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/413632413312930784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/lesson-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/413632413312930784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/413632413312930784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/lesson-learnt.html' title='lesson learnt'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2252687686893186865</id><published>2011-07-21T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:33:10.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;exactly 5 months ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;on this very day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;we had the best time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2252687686893186865?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2252687686893186865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2252687686893186865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2252687686893186865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-day.html' title='This day'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1323140168613766008</id><published>2011-07-19T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:24:10.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that i would ever step into that area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and still feel as if it was just yesterday that i was there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1323140168613766008?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1323140168613766008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1323140168613766008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1323140168613766008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-knew.html' title='who knew'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2264669299495767992</id><published>2011-07-18T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:03:38.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;does hiding everything from the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and continuing to give a familiar smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that you've done for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that no one can tell if anything's wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;shows that you're a strong person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;or is it a sign of weakness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2264669299495767992?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2264669299495767992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/ponder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2264669299495767992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2264669299495767992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/ponder.html' title='ponder'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6950823288544278796</id><published>2011-07-17T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:48:46.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i've come to a point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;whereby i'm thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;who out there really is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;what they seem to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry, its been a long time since the blog was last updated.&lt;/i&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/453519996272952999-6950823288544278796?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6950823288544278796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6950823288544278796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6950823288544278796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/07/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8987034420560127268</id><published>2011-05-13T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:25:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY SonOfA.Bitch</title><content type='html'>Im sorry for the lost that my brown bro is experiencing. I've gone through the pain that you went through. Like that saying goes, Look forward to the rainbow after a storm. or something like tt. my advice? DON BE A PUSSY! JUST SUCK IT UP! ermm, i mean cheer up. This whole relationship thing got me thinking alot on whether or not i should consider another relationship in the future or just stay single all my life =.= it's kinda stupid i know&lt;br /&gt;The pain of going through something like that again... it's kinda unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, im contented with what i have right know and shaping my future slowly with each choices i make. I don't want to lose anyone else. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;EMO-SELF KICKING IN&lt;/span&gt; In realisation, those that use to be my close friends have all drifted apart. Maybe that's who i am.. someone who just passes by. That's why having an emotional attachment can be painful. i rather keep stuff to myself. that's probably who i am.. a Loner. Forever sitting in a room playing my laptop. sleeping and eating. no life at all. but for me, i guess that's the only life i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;NORMAL SELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; I have to squeeze out every ounce of courage and bravery to take on the cruel world. For i want to change myself for the better for my sisters, parents and those around me. I WAN SEEK MY DESTINY. i know i can be more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM KINDA FCUKED UP.  JUST NEED TO GET MY HEAD STRAIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.E.L.M.I&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what's right and wrong anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s &lt;/span&gt;I finally figured out the reason for the sms u sent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8987034420560127268?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8987034420560127268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/05/crazy-sonofabitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8987034420560127268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8987034420560127268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/05/crazy-sonofabitch.html' title='CRAZY SonOfA.Bitch'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3253609710403584260</id><published>2011-04-14T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T02:55:33.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the best falls down sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Crapp. The feeling is back ): Trust&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's hard not knowing how to express this feeling. keeping it all inside making it worst. im scared if you see this you keep doing what you are doing to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don wan this to go on, you do what you are doing to me just Hxrxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3253609710403584260?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3253609710403584260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/even-best-falls-down-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3253609710403584260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3253609710403584260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/even-best-falls-down-sometimes.html' title='Even the best falls down sometimes'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8699258098984136271</id><published>2011-04-14T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T01:45:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant recovery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've been wanting to write something but didnt find the time.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this blog been dead for quite awhile now considering all the 3 bloggers here are busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daud's been off dunno doing wad. chalet, GF and telemarketing work while Kwa been off being a boss doing wad he likes to do - repairing cars (: even if you're a handy man, still you're doing what you like to do. That's wad matters most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well for me, i've been busy being single rejoining the lonelyboyz92 club &amp;amp; bz with my internship in NUS! been posted to several places like SP &amp;amp; NP roadshow. It's a great experience to be part of this. I was so reluctant to attend work for the first few weeks but look at how fast time flies. It's gonna be the last week of my intern. Gonna miss the ppl whom i worked with ): they supported me alot along the way &amp;amp; i wanna give thanks to those people that helped me in this intern! MAY JANE MR KIM MR PANG SIMON DANIEL SUSAN RACHEL BOON SIONG EWAN CECILLIA &amp;amp; WILSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting the Join Domain peeps + the cashiers + promoters! made lots of friends through this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the time allows it, we shall meet again! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be better the next time we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8699258098984136271?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8699258098984136271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/instant-recovery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8699258098984136271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8699258098984136271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/instant-recovery.html' title='Instant recovery!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3388550087604149104</id><published>2011-04-03T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:07:01.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Dearest Friend (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Happy 19th Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;REBECCA CHOY WAN TING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;the one &amp;amp; only guai lan-ness (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i hope u had a wonderful time today&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; May your birthday wishes come true! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;CHEERS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.E.L.M.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3388550087604149104?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3388550087604149104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-dearest-friend_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3388550087604149104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3388550087604149104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-dearest-friend_03.html' title='To my Dearest Friend (:'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3571425136731941521</id><published>2011-03-05T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T12:20:45.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Future Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't get stuck in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Where you linger on and on in familiarity,&lt;br /&gt;And replay old memories over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't overindulge in the future,&lt;br /&gt;Where you daydream about leading a grand life endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;And imagine the sweetest days you could ever live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live totally in the present,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying each and every moment,&lt;br /&gt;Where it is all happening,&lt;br /&gt;Where it truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: helmi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3571425136731941521?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3571425136731941521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/03/past-future-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3571425136731941521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3571425136731941521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/03/past-future-present.html' title='Past Future Present'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6862233628207701933</id><published>2011-03-05T11:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T12:19:15.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeanell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;you've made me happy you've made me smile,&lt;br /&gt;you've made me sad Only for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never get mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;In whatever things that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your company and i hope u liked mine,&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't even trade it for a dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the memories that we've attained,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep it safe&lt;br /&gt;somewhere hidden it still remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my Dearr&lt;br /&gt;no matter what&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my EA.N.JELL&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're apart&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time to get back to the very start..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6862233628207701933?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6862233628207701933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/03/jeanell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6862233628207701933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6862233628207701933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/03/jeanell.html' title='Jeanell'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-130309630409605298</id><published>2011-02-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:06:40.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASKING ALEXANDRIA!</title><content type='html'>OK FUCK! IM STILL FUCKING EXCITED EVEN THOUGH AA ALREADY ENDED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck their performance is sickkkk. just too damn fucking sick. hope they come back soon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so waited very long just to get into the place, heard opening band, got the shirt... AND IT WAS AA'S TURN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING SICK I SWEAR, MAKES YOU HAVE EARGASM AND HEADBANG TO EVERY SINGLE SONG!!!!!!!!! ( my neck is sore by the way HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, AA was totally worth it, even though its my first band gig, i will never forget and regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AA! COME BACK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-130309630409605298?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/130309630409605298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/asking-alexandria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/130309630409605298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/130309630409605298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/asking-alexandria.html' title='ASKING ALEXANDRIA!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8024027184755609073</id><published>2011-02-19T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:06:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>ok so today was suppose to have dinner with the rest... but in the end only helmi and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so woke up, went library, read magazine, study abit, have lunch, came back, study, go eat prata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda sums up what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but main point is the changes that are happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during lunch, we went hawker to eat, so while eating, overheard one of the owners saying that they are suppose to close their stalls by the 28 of this month. which is like the week after.... the place where i had memories with my brothers and friends, is going to be gone. kinda makes it sad when thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the scary thing would be the ntuc near the hawker. we wanted to go buy chips and eat, but reaching there only to realised that the ntuc had closed down since feb 2. many places where i used to go or hang out is closing down. then we realised the block facing the ntuc also felt empty. no bamboo poles hanging clothes, all windows shut. felt like a ghost town for a moment. a real ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is daud's house downstairs the prata shop. we went there only to see that there are different people managing the shop. in our minds we were very afraid that our hangout spot is changing too. changes are just happening so fast. memories are going to be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life there are bound to be changes, but you just wished they didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;changes are scary, but they are necessary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8024027184755609073?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8024027184755609073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8024027184755609073'/><link rel='self' 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bayanganmu&lt;br /&gt;yang telah membekas di relung hatiku&lt;br /&gt;hujan tanpa henti seolah bertanda&lt;br /&gt;cinta tak disini lagi kau telah berpaling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Biarkan aku menjaga perasaan ini&lt;br /&gt;menjaga segenap cinta yang telah kau beri&lt;br /&gt;engkau pergi aku takkan pergi&lt;br /&gt;kau menjauh aku takkan jauh&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya diriku masih mengharapkanmu&lt;br /&gt;ooh oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih adakah cahaya rindumu&lt;br /&gt;yang dulu selalu cerminkan hatimu&lt;br /&gt;aku takkan bisa menghapus dirimu&lt;br /&gt;meskipun kulihat kau kini diseberang sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai akhirnya kau tak juga kembali&lt;br /&gt;aku tetap sendiri menjaga hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejujurnya aku masih mengharapkanmu&lt;br /&gt;oooh ooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im missing you badly&lt;br /&gt;H.E.L.M.I&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence of a broken heart&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/453519996272952999-6780206236413688450?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6780206236413688450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/lyrics-says-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6780206236413688450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6780206236413688450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/lyrics-says-it-all.html' title='The lyrics says it all...'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6040040772951029615</id><published>2011-02-14T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:23:31.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;help&lt;br /&gt;confused&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daud...&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/453519996272952999-6040040772951029615?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6040040772951029615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/sos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6040040772951029615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6040040772951029615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4251546244784956777</id><published>2011-02-04T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T15:36:33.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>:O. today's the 2nd day of new year, and IM DONE WITH VISITING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im currently studying... need prepare for end sem. must improve my 3.7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. back to studying, just a random update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO GET MY SHOES :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here. study study study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since you wanted me out of your life,i did you the kind favour of deleting myself from your "life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4251546244784956777?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4251546244784956777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4251546244784956777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4251546244784956777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-123039820162591382</id><published>2011-01-12T11:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:44:45.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How i wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-123039820162591382?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/123039820162591382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/123039820162591382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/123039820162591382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-i-wish.html' title='How i wish...'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3931433976036078265</id><published>2011-01-10T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:13:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say anymore</title><content type='html'>if you dont want to talk to me, just tell me. dont make me wait behind the computer or holding my phone waiting for a reply im not going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not getting over you is a fact, but you not wanting to be even friends is your choice. i have no say in it but its really messing with my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know nothing i say here doesnt matter at all, but seriously i wished im done with this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3931433976036078265?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3931433976036078265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-to-say-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3931433976036078265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3931433976036078265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-to-say-anymore.html' title='Nothing to say anymore'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6379636521705620761</id><published>2011-01-02T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:30:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Start?</title><content type='html'>Happy new year peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually nothing exciting about it.... bloody hell school reopens on monday, WHY SO HAPPY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, countdowned... fireworks.....ton.....sentosa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. kinda boring i guess. but what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not really the new year resolution kinda of guy, but i really do hope i improve. cant depend on anyone else but myself. so if i dont improve, im deaddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i end here then. tomorrow need call funan see got open or not. desktop power source uplorry ( died ). go change to better one then maybe next time can upgrade graphic card hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i think i end here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still Happy 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a new year doesnt mean my feelings will just fade away with time, it just doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6379636521705620761?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6379636521705620761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6379636521705620761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6379636521705620761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-start.html' title='A New Start?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7365300847914001870</id><published>2010-12-23T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:05:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Expression is defined as the feelings expressed on a person's face. I really have to on the expression for all the choreos that im in.&lt;br /&gt;Auggy keep telling me that i dunno the steps but i do ): WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really wasn't in the mood to dance today. I don't know why but perhaps we had trainings almost everyday despite intensive week was over. =.= then wad's the use? Somemore not many ppl come for the vetting/trainings... then why was i even there? why do i even sacrificing my time &amp;amp; effort to even be there to train &amp;amp; get tell off? i can jz give excuse about some shit &amp;amp; jz be off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that dancing everyday is bad. maybe tt's jz my thinking..i jz don have feeling to dance. T.T I don think i've improved at all!!! kinda brought me down alot. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing everyday is really taking a toll on everyone's body, my mind and time.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking if i should dance next year? maybe it's jz best tt i MIA jz like the rest of the seniors D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick had to sacrifice celebrating his father's birthday jz attend the vetting ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As compared to fb's production, our's like really not up to standard but really force pushing everyone is not the way.Truth is, WE CAN BE EQUAL AS THEM OR BETTER!  I know we are in this together but why do i see ppl not even there going through all of this together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XY said something about be a dancer to benefit the club &amp;amp; not to bring down the club.&lt;br /&gt;Izzit really all about the club ,fame &amp;amp; being known? iznt tt suppose to come naturally? I feel tt im doing this to improve myself in one way or another. And breaking through tt barrier is hard. Maybe it's jz me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT FOR THE WEEKENDS TO BE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !&amp;amp;@*#&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;gonna forget about dance &amp;amp; enjoy this weekends ttm with my bros! don care!!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmr.. going out with Dearr on christmas eve. It's really gonna be a change of pace. i seriously want tomorrow to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling unappreciated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7365300847914001870?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7365300847914001870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/expression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7365300847914001870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7365300847914001870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1689737854302285702</id><published>2010-12-23T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T02:50:41.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missing you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just missing you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be done about it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silence kills it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really hope that this friendship actually exist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but deep down inside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and i both know the ending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a sight that i hoped for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zy here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1689737854302285702?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1689737854302285702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1689737854302285702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1689737854302285702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3972485956406594584</id><published>2010-12-22T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T00:55:59.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti Matter</title><content type='html'>hello me again. haha. holidays very bored so just blog lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. last week went to do cip. recycling stuff. quite interesting i would say. but i still stand my point that being vegan does not solve global warming. we should kill off people who dont contribute and keep the smart ones. so at least humans can evolve faster and not de-evolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished watching how i met your mother, big bang theory and walking dead. walking dead was awesome. storyline is very good. but the zombie outbreak got me thinking. the last episode, the guy mentioned that some french people almost found the cure. but they ran out of electricity. very sad yet scary if you think about it. but doesnt make sense because if a zombie out break really occur, the government would keep all plants working, or at least afew to continue running certain parts of the country. so at least facilities can continue running and finding out the cure for the outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wont it be awesome if we really manage to use anti matter? anti matter is a particle found in space, but when reacted with matter, it produces lots of energy. but that technology would at least be another maybe 100 years later i guess. currently its not cost effective to produce them, let alone safe to have large amount of them. but i really hope it does work out soon. we are really running out of fossil fuels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, end here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3972485956406594584?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3972485956406594584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/anti-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3972485956406594584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3972485956406594584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/anti-matter.html' title='Anti Matter'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7870190207973115545</id><published>2010-12-21T03:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T04:07:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un-written</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;no larh.. as in i cant even take care of u. ): im like so helpless. dearr, forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7870190207973115545?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7870190207973115545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-written_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7870190207973115545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7870190207973115545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-written_21.html' title='un-written'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8673964698980928420</id><published>2010-12-15T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T01:46:02.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EmotionCoaster</title><content type='html'>I've been lacking alot of sleep recently because i think reality is better than dreams.&lt;br /&gt;But today i'll be dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;Wishing a better tomorrow will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminescence of a broken heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8673964698980928420?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8673964698980928420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotioncoaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8673964698980928420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8673964698980928420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotioncoaster.html' title='EmotionCoaster'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3605046449771932378</id><published>2010-12-14T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:46:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>wooo... like 2nd day of holidays.. AND IM BORED AT HOME! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im broke... no moneh to go shopping... verh sad =( anyone want to sponsor me money to buy shirts? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. hmm ... exams.. seems not bad... only for mechanics i guess. thermofluids was a joke paper. finished in 15mins. seriously joke. hope get all correct so dont have to worry so much about it end sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. GOT MY MMI TICKETS! WOOO! cant wait bitchhhhhh!!!.... first gig ever... AND ITS GOING TO BE MMI. still waiting for AA's tickets to be out so can get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm so i guess.. nothing much i guess already. end here then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what have i done this time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3605046449771932378?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3605046449771932378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3605046449771932378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3605046449771932378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7563148448995957479</id><published>2010-11-30T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:14:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it was all over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that we had should had been gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures burned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do i still have heartaches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see you face once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It haunts me now and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you will never be my nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you are who i wished i had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But such thoughts are still thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no actions to be done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to sit here and close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to see your face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really miss you, but you have more important people in your life now to include me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/453519996272952999-7563148448995957479?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7563148448995957479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/loneliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7563148448995957479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7563148448995957479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3889414527333226542</id><published>2010-11-26T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:23:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MST GO AWAY!</title><content type='html'>well... studying for the damn mst now. compared to last sem, which i only had 2 damn subject to study, now i have 5 =.=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of thing i havent really finish studying. but hope can finish by next week. cause mst is the week after... im so deaddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shall wish luck is on my side then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im confused once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3889414527333226542?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3889414527333226542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/mst-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3889414527333226542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3889414527333226542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/mst-go-away.html' title='MST GO AWAY!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5507138427616922484</id><published>2010-11-23T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:56:43.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>YES ARH! MISS MAY I IS COMING DOWN TO SG! FUCK YEAH. FEB IS A GOOD MONTH IN 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-5507138427616922484?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5507138427616922484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5507138427616922484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5507138427616922484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6033915014231244989</id><published>2010-11-22T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:03:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOES!</title><content type='html'>YAY I GOT MY AIR JORDANS WOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day man. 3rd pair of high cuts. wonder when will be the next HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... nothing much to update except for the jordans part. so ya. shall study later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still JORDANS WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ZY IS HAPPY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes are a better choice compared to you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6033915014231244989?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6033915014231244989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6033915014231244989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6033915014231244989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/shoes.html' title='SHOES!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1183895226193582808</id><published>2010-11-17T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:39:59.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine..</title><content type='html'>hmm.. ok today was a very unproductive day.. spent the whole day watching big bang theory. fucking funny comedy show. now at season 2, got the time maybe finish till season 3. then wait for season 4 to finish before torrenting the whole series. FYEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. just finished reading chapter 1 of engineering materials though, got afew doubts here and there, so maybe got to ask lecturer tomorrow. but somehow i got a feeling he doesnt really like me though.. but who cares actually?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. so still finding a part time job though, kinda sad cant find any, and there is so many things to buy. maybe just dont buy anything i go on a cold turkey for shopping HAHA. i would had gone crazy already... actually might be possible since the last time i bought something was near to 2 months already? so ya... shoes bag jeans. many many stuff to buy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. guess i end here then. update soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im starting to have second doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1183895226193582808?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1183895226193582808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1183895226193582808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1183895226193582808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine..'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3761684534727643391</id><published>2010-11-14T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:41:32.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boringness</title><content type='html'>so its me again.... just wanted to blog suddenly haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... just now head down to library to meet the bros. went there and saw daud's friend... then did my homework abit.... then went mac..... then ate double macspicy again... then didnt win anything... then.... went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit it sounds so boring HAHA! ok lah.. also nothing much happening.so ya... dbss dbss come to me~ HAHA shit im going crazy i swear! dbss is mindfucking me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end here then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you, dont be a stuck up bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3761684534727643391?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3761684534727643391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/boringness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3761684534727643391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3761684534727643391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/boringness.html' title='Boringness'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6082849526257065816</id><published>2010-11-09T05:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:14:23.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>hey! i jz wanna say hi cos seems like this blog is dead but i can assure you tt it's not! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SRY FOR THE LONG ABSENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i lost my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;@ kwa&lt;/span&gt; : i bother writing shit sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;Today im quite contented.&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STARTED&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ENDED&lt;/span&gt; WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;.E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missin you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6082849526257065816?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6082849526257065816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6082849526257065816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6082849526257065816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2216917813459192972</id><published>2010-11-08T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:03:47.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdness</title><content type='html'>so... im actually the only fuck who bothers writing shit here though. anyway i dont think anyone bothers coming here to read the stuff anyway HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... hmm update on life. currently in need of money! got many many kicks to buy suddenly. THE URGE. THE DBSS. THE DUNKS. THE SKYTOPS. HAHAHA. life sucks when the thing you want to buy is in front of you yet you can buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. school wise.. as usual i guess, but maybe i feel like more hardworking as compared to last sem. no idea why anyway HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... today had like a commotion that happened in NP. so they had some technical issues that prevented people from using twitter, then everyone was like OMGWTFBBQ??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking funny i tell you, how humans become so defensive about the things they take granted for. so thats humans for you. unlike in sp... no such shits happen. so its boringgg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... hmm.. nothing much i guess. life is boring as usual, nothing exciting. unless i like get to work in a actual workshop, that would be JIZZ IN MY PANTS HAHAHA! but seriously, i dont mind working at a workshop without any pay, just teach me stuff i would be grateful enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. guess i end here then. nothing much to blog about today. i try to blog as frequent as possible so that people who actually bother checking have something to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( updated : 11.03 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG ASKING ALEXANDRIA IS COMING TO SG ON FEB 2011. OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have nothing to say today, so this has nothing to do with how i feel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2216917813459192972?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2216917813459192972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/weirdness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2216917813459192972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2216917813459192972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/11/weirdness.html' title='Weirdness'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4200333479562045026</id><published>2010-10-28T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:19:32.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; cold shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exposing the scars that was healed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet the pain to be felt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do what i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or to do what i have always done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me an answer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to keep me waiting like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&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/453519996272952999-4200333479562045026?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4200333479562045026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/repeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4200333479562045026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4200333479562045026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/repeat.html' title='Repeat'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4626532748312665340</id><published>2010-10-04T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:56:55.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;looks like i have no right to say that it pains me, after seeing what others have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just that i think i'm starting to lose it, since its already at the 15th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4626532748312665340?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4626532748312665340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4626532748312665340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4626532748312665340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7080156073272077261</id><published>2010-10-03T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T02:48:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>ok.. kinda late to be blogging now, but shall do it then head to bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. IM FINALLY BACK ON MY DESKTOP! so long never touch it already, feels nice touching the mouse and keyboard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway room is kinda big suddenly, after clearing loads of junk from it. so ya, got a room to myself now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... nothing much happened actually. friday went with yao go his nafa fun day... was ok, but not very fun only till the last part. the miss and mr nafa contest was damn exciting haha. too bad yao didnt win the ipad, but at least he got $90 for helping out with his friend stall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. then got my gucci dunks... so im wondering now to wear it anot. cause if the sole wears out, then i cant wear it anymore. wasted right? but if dont wear... also wasted.. confusing thoughts man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.... seems like most of the stuff that happened to me, except that 3day tangs thing that was so boring i have nothing to talk about haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think i end here then, off to bed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missing you badly, was always doing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7080156073272077261?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7080156073272077261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7080156073272077261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7080156073272077261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/10/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3732526193311380810</id><published>2010-09-30T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:26:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It got me wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wall street mentioned that the definition of insanity is to do something over and over again, expecting a different result. i've been repeating the process 15 times now and it got me thinking whether am i really insane? just what am i lacking in?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, supposed to night cycle yesterday at ECP but we went there alittle late so all the shops were closed. but had a hell lot of fun with yunkeat, kevin, helmi, clarissa and rachel! really cheered me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daud here btw, and still wondering&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/453519996272952999-3732526193311380810?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3732526193311380810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-got-me-wondering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3732526193311380810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3732526193311380810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-got-me-wondering.html' title='It got me wondering'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1667670123317651355</id><published>2010-09-27T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T02:16:30.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wanting to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but have no idea how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get stumped in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just thinking how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may seem like an easy task,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's actually harder than it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comunnication had broken down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but deep down i still need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how to be your friend again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/453519996272952999-1667670123317651355?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1667670123317651355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1667670123317651355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1667670123317651355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-932910057579915179</id><published>2010-09-21T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:34:50.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>holy god. got into almost 2 accidents today. was walking behind a van and it started reversing out of nowhere. then another was at a corner where a ah pek riding a bike almost ram into me. scary HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway been a long time since i blogged. while nothing much to blog anyway. now holidays so rotting at home cause no job. pity me HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya end here then nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you being sad makes me worried and sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-932910057579915179?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/932910057579915179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/almost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/932910057579915179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/932910057579915179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7904069630003006876</id><published>2010-09-07T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:00:51.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so here is a hi&lt;br /&gt;from me, daud isacheescake (:&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/453519996272952999-7904069630003006876?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7904069630003006876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7904069630003006876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7904069630003006876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5532718302406178007</id><published>2010-09-06T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:43:24.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my dreams are in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly one by one they start to emerge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i can only sit here and look at them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even able to see them with my own eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even feel them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream is so near,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like there isnt hope for me at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here&lt;br /&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/453519996272952999-5532718302406178007?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5532718302406178007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5532718302406178007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5532718302406178007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5504508067231239110</id><published>2010-08-30T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:45:18.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i just wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i suppose to be a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passerby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here&lt;br /&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/453519996272952999-5504508067231239110?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5504508067231239110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5504508067231239110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5504508067231239110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8694091307920396438</id><published>2010-08-29T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:31:56.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When a Heart Breaks, It Don't Break Even</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hmm taking a break from studying now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i don't know why but this song jz remind me of what happened to me recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Despite it's meaning, it's really a nice song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just praying to a god that I don't believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;While I'm awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What am i gonna to do when the best part of me was always you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And what am i supposed to say when I'm all chocked up that you're ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm falling to pieces,yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;break even - the script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Putting the past behind me&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/453519996272952999-8694091307920396438?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8694091307920396438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-heart-breaks-it-dont-break-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;awake at 2.16am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have no idea what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep takes away the thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dreams install even bigger fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im just sitting face my screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing whatever comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its always you that do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its changing to a need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you will never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause youre too good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just a thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thoughts are what dreams make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make you think over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind fucking you every&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to embrace is courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or others call being afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is one thing for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still awake at 2.16 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/453519996272952999-2434804170192711888?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2434804170192711888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-doesnt-exist-we-just-made-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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so beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never seem to fade from my memories,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding on forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will never tell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither can i,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but holding on to them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is what i do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expecting nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is what they call true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zy here&lt;br /&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/453519996272952999-4212258692544865970?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4212258692544865970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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The Old Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was watching the show titled "old places" which depict places that remind Singaporeans of their past. Then it struck me.. the memories from my past. *FLASHBACK*&lt;br /&gt;And then i thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;what was others' childhood been like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for me, I should say i had quite a wonderful childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've experienced happiness, sadness , fear , curiosity , embarrassment , jealousy, lust and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remembered the time when my friends and i played catching and water bomb throughout my entire block area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember the time when we played blind mice , ice &amp;amp; water in the nearby playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There was this one time my bike hit the tree near my block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I fell onto my friend's little brother with my teeth sinking into his face. remembered seeing him covered in blood &amp;amp; so was my teeth. that's something unforgettable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Played Tamiya Cars at the drainage area with friends as we had no ramp to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Split someone else's beyblade in half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remembered playing laser tag in the maze near my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Caught tadpoles &amp;amp; spiders in the nearby field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My kitten died and was buried beside the tree near my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Got jealous of my cousin for making my first "crush" laugh all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;RIZAL,RUSHDEE,TAUFIQ,HIDAYAT,KHAIRUDDIN &amp;amp; MAHADHIR were my childhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ms Sarah &amp;amp; Ms Lum being such good teachers back in my school.Had a crush on one of them :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my parents were working and often not at home during the afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;They allowed me to explore the outside world and i thank them for that.&lt;br /&gt;Not being restraint to life at home, I learnt many things by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes, my childhood friends moved to a different neighbourhood one after another.&lt;br /&gt;Now the nearby playgrounds, maze ,basketball court and path ways had been demolished and turned into a field full of vast greenery.&lt;br /&gt;Every time i looked out of the window and gaze upon the field, the feeling &amp;amp; memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; of playing with my childhood friends for hours &amp;amp; hours without end simply returned. It's as though time has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helmi&lt;br /&gt;-pictures of you , pieces of me.&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/453519996272952999-8522266078044219312?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8522266078044219312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/remembering-old-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8522266078044219312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8522266078044219312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/remembering-old-days.html' title='Remembering The Old Days'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6676101972041184017</id><published>2010-08-03T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:48:27.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of Nature doesnt work this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just sitting here&lt;br /&gt;thinking of nothing&lt;br /&gt;but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know your heart isn't here with me&lt;br /&gt;its wasn't from the start&lt;br /&gt;sorrows and hatred mixed in the glass&lt;br /&gt;bottom ups is all i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks to be me sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/453519996272952999-6676101972041184017?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6676101972041184017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/law-of-nature-doesnt-work-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6676101972041184017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6676101972041184017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/law-of-nature-doesnt-work-this-way.html' title='Law of Nature doesnt work this way'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3322234251420538518</id><published>2010-08-03T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:26:33.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEETS DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I choose to love, because I would rather take a person through such a bitter Acacia. In each lonely night, I will try to learn, will continue to the end as i  do not want you to worry. Perhaps we should recognize at least at one point I will be happy. However, I'll never regret, eventhough you never let me know why love is a sweet thing. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You Wish Everyone Has a Chance&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.E.L.M.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3322234251420538518?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3322234251420538518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweets-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3322234251420538518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3322234251420538518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweets-dream.html' title='SWEETS DREAM'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8256100216828464974</id><published>2010-08-01T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:33:39.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings are not suppose to exist, yet humans choose to embrace the lies within them: emotions</title><content type='html'>ni men hao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im kinda pissed right now. supposed not to have school tomorrow, but got some tiny thing to do at school! so have to go back to school for LESS THAN AN HOUR! waste of my sleeping time T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today rb awhile, nothing much i guess. yao painted a nice tee (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, im jobless. so sad right? need to find job again. or should just go learn trading? tempting though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya i think i end here then, nothing much to update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking of you makes me happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8256100216828464974?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8256100216828464974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/feelings-are-not-suppose-to-exist-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8256100216828464974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8256100216828464974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/08/feelings-are-not-suppose-to-exist-yet.html' title='Feelings are not suppose to exist, yet humans choose to embrace the lies within them: emotions'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5483187394311761565</id><published>2010-07-31T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T02:13:54.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do Children Eat These Days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is just me or has anyone notice that those people younger than us,  lets say 1-2 yrs younger, are as tall or maybe taller than you already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; OMG like what did they eat? Care to share the secret with the rest of us..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I happen to walk pass a few of my secondary/primary school juniors &amp;amp; they were like wthomgbbq TALL  =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel so sad now. I wan be taller can!!! ARGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's  new lately? anyways talking about short, i have a SHORT number of days before  my lab tests, project submissions &amp;amp; presentations. =X been busy  lately with all the YOG rehersals. Just had one just now and it was damn  cui can.. Made lots of mistakes like forget steps &amp;amp; positioning  infront of actual people!!ps!! Have to step up my game.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just  received a message that today's &amp;amp; monday's training is cancelled :/ Please  don let the rehearsal be cancelled! i want to see........ the smiles of  the crowd :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boredom becomes FUN with friends around!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-helmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ROCK THAT BODY~ COME ON COME ON!   ♪  &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/453519996272952999-5483187394311761565?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5483187394311761565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-children-eat-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5483187394311761565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5483187394311761565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-do-children-eat-these-days.html' title='What Do Children Eat These Days?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4627955727788585010</id><published>2010-07-26T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:12:55.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! SOMEONE OTHER THEN ME POSTED BELOW!!</title><content type='html'>HAHA! HELMI POSTED! WOOHOO! WHEN IS DAUD'S POST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. its like 12.08am now. should be asleep since i have school like later, but i slept like 18hours! HOW TO SLEEP NOW! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im bored. wasted a sunday away, didnt do anything productive at all. o well. at least im looking forward to wednesday! the day when the last project is handed up! so after wed more or less what matters is the est and the reflection journal which is on friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya... hmm april 77 or nudie?  that i is confused. or should just get cheap monday? arh im confused man. i wanna get a pair of sneakers again T_T. my shop cravings are here again. maybe should get afew cheap 3/4 tops just to stop that craving. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. i think i just end here then. nothing much to update anyway.&lt;br /&gt;nights everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i open up the chatbox just to feel lost at the very moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4627955727788585010?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4627955727788585010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-someone-other-then-me-posted-below.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4627955727788585010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4627955727788585010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-someone-other-then-me-posted-below.html' title='OMG! SOMEONE OTHER THEN ME POSTED BELOW!!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4204916215779204429</id><published>2010-07-22T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:24:18.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What type of girl do you like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;i know i've been away for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;but yeah, here i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;This post is dedicated to Shanice Elizabeth. :) something she said struck me. " what kind of girls do you like?". well, at that point in time i had little time to think.. i just said, "cute girls". Cute girls isn't really my actual answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I really did give this some thought. Well, to shanice, whom i didnt get to spend much time with today, my answer: cuteness is one of the criteria i like about a girl.For guys, we do look into the physical characteristics of girls such as the face, body shape , bust &amp;amp; butt size and all that. Guys have a "power" which let us scan girls within secs and make conclusion base on looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well,that's not the point.At the end of the day,what we look for is not infactuation but love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Therefore,that's why we do look for girls with good character :)&lt;br /&gt;For me,i want a girl who is caring and cares about my feelings.Someone who would share stories and jokes with me.Someone who listens to me and not ignore me. Someone who would laugh at my jokes even if it's not funny to others. Someone that likes me even if i don't like myself. Someone who would be there to cheer me on and waits for me regardless if i win or lose , happy or sad. Someone who would take care of me when i sick.Someone who would hold out her hand to me when I'm in need. Someone who likes me for who i am and not who i am not. For if she treats me right, i will treat her the same or even more. I will give my entire heart to her and make her my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Having said so, I'm a bit sceptic about being in a relationship cause i don think it will last. However, If i were to find the right girl, i will try my best to make it work. For i want to stop being selfish for once in my live &amp;amp; share my live with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;p.s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;biscuit! im not stress ok~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-helmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4204916215779204429?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4204916215779204429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-type-of-girl-do-you-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4204916215779204429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4204916215779204429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-type-of-girl-do-you-like.html' title='What type of girl do you like?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2248829635088722858</id><published>2010-07-21T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:36:28.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filled with troubles</title><content type='html'>im blogging when im supposed to be studying for my autocad quiz. fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothing much again. just random updates. so ideas project is just a pain in the ass. dont really want to care about the poster when that teacher is teaching. seriously sometimes i just want to tell him in the face that he is just useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, today watched despicable me with yao. cute show and very funny. like 8.5/10. maybe cause the 1.5 was missing cause i was sleepy. so ya he got some art thingy to make his prints on his shirt nicer. tried toki jeans, fit is just plain weird, so no point getting. thinking of lots of things to get, but need to save abit more so that can spend slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, life is just filled with projects these few days. super bored of it. pray the 3 week yog might get abit of rest and get back on track for the est and score a nice gpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to studying autocad then. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurts to see you hurt, really hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2248829635088722858?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2248829635088722858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/filled-with-troubles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2248829635088722858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2248829635088722858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/07/filled-with-troubles.html' title='Filled with troubles'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3687589402582441655</id><published>2010-06-15T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:59:34.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be dead and forgotten</title><content type='html'>me again. those 2 are dead bloggers! dead i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hmm... nothing much to update though... life isnt as interesting as it gets. anyway im like considering between sneakers and martens, martens dont really suit me though. so maybe like dunks and supra ftw! or should i get a pair of vans? hmm... mindfuck haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... gss isnt as good as it is, hardly got anything from gss. no nice jackets for me to buy :(. o ya we got dlc again, they picked some good songs, but in the end most of them is unplayable for us ( mainly me ) HAHA. so im nuub sorry lor. haiz how i wish to have my own drumset so i can rock at home \m/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. life of us remains boring as usual. just that daud just gotten richer, fag. so ya. still poor for most of us except that fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to find some new excitement in life. maybe i should really consider joining a cca after all. rockclimbing seems fun though, sexy back muscles haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i end here then, nothing much to update, those 2 will never blog! never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're all going to hell, we may as well go out in style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3687589402582441655?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3687589402582441655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-be-dead-and-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3687589402582441655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3687589402582441655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-be-dead-and-forgotten.html' title='To be dead and forgotten'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5019273305192199010</id><published>2010-05-19T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:03:25.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the fire and flames, my heart continues to burn</title><content type='html'>im back again. if not later blog dead =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... life been FUN i guess this 2 weeks. presentation and MST coming soon. still not hitting the books. still saving money for stuff.... hmm.. still fat HAHA. hm... well at least i dont BACKSTAB people like someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. MST MST. i hope can pass. nono score actually HAHA. me want gpa high high :D if not depressed. must get into D plus ok! hmm.. f1 car not as fun as it looks though, o well still have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much liao i guess. life is a bore HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end here then, zy here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love is something we will never know, cause there was no definition of it from the beginning of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-5019273305192199010?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5019273305192199010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-453519996272952999.post-2570071511778035827</id><published>2010-05-06T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:44:32.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>My heart aches when you are with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're close, u seem so far away.&lt;br /&gt;The way u smile, makes me happy only for the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I try to speak only to be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;I try to ignore my thinking but my heart says otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts whenever i look back at the moments we shared.&lt;br /&gt;All i can do right now is try to make you notice me for who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll give me another chance even if it means my last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2570071511778035827?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2570071511778035827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/05/innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2570071511778035827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2570071511778035827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/05/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4145788318139770746</id><published>2010-05-03T08:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:04:26.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If god gave you lemons, go plant a fucking lemon plantation instead.</title><content type='html'>well im backkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. lets see.. watched iron man 2 twice. once on friday and sat. tonned at daud's. got new drums and dlc :D. hmm... nothing much i guess. having slight sore throat and having the feeling and not wanting to go to school at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall end here. need to go school soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I make believe that you are here  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the only way I see clear  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What have I done  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You seem to move on easy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4145788318139770746?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4145788318139770746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-god-gave-you-lemons-go-plant-fucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4145788318139770746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4145788318139770746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-god-gave-you-lemons-go-plant-fucking.html' title='If god gave you lemons, go plant a fucking lemon plantation instead.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6354893515872792296</id><published>2010-04-28T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:52:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>why the fuck am i feeling this feeling again? i thought it was suppose to be gone?! why is it fucking back again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6354893515872792296?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6354893515872792296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6354893515872792296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6354893515872792296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6365154692016993719</id><published>2010-04-25T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:52:48.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;met kwa, kuokloon and helmi at noon to go hunt for kamen rider stuffs at chinatown square. lots of cool stuffs!!! i still want my double head T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rockband and halo with helmi, kwa and yao! reallly was fun and enjoyable since its been a long time we all gathered at my house to play. had the fun of screening each other and screaming vulgarities when we got killed or ks, just like in the past (: and as usual, we head downstairs for maggi goreng/ pratas and teh ice. talked about loads of stuffs, laughed alot and really just let everything out. turns out everyone of us has some girl problems and other earthly matters to think about. but feels nice to know that your brother's are there to hear you out and give you some advice. and the best part is you still can laugh around about it and not have to be reluctant to say out what you're thinking. really man, from the bottom of my heart, i love you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BROTHERS! *FIST BUMP WITH ALL OF YOU!*&lt;/span&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/453519996272952999-6365154692016993719?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6365154692016993719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/reminisce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6365154692016993719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6365154692016993719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4961017800188692381</id><published>2010-04-25T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T00:19:00.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Kinda Stuck In The Mud</title><content type='html'>ha im back... not much to update anyway, just did my autocad homework HAHA. long time since i did homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i watch american pie 1 , 2 , 3! bloody funny i swear, i think they are even better than beta house. so still got 2 more to go which is naked mile and band camp. shall watch them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tomorroing going out with kl daud and kuniang. go see rider stuff. otaku HAHA. o well at least they are nice... they should show riders instead of power rangers HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. not much to update anyway... i shall end here then bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The smiles on your face are priceless, keep them on forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4961017800188692381?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4961017800188692381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-kinda-stuck-in-mud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4961017800188692381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4961017800188692381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-kinda-stuck-in-mud.html' title='Still Kinda Stuck In The Mud'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3046217279861713657</id><published>2010-04-21T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:55:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe the end is near</title><content type='html'>im back... anyway today school was boring. stupid idea module, 3 sketches in week 3 and have to present them, and the are worth 30% of the module. =.= seriously is fml can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school headed down yao's house to help him with his magazine. took some pictures maybe he will be uploading later. anyway some shots turned out nice. so not bad lah haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway he told me something also, maybe it will help me move on or not. but at least i know that the other side is better than my side HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i end here today, haha going have dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gald to know that you have found someone you have fallen for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3046217279861713657?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3046217279861713657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/maybe-end-is-near.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3046217279861713657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3046217279861713657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/maybe-end-is-near.html' title='Maybe the end is near'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5579868253661123802</id><published>2010-04-19T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:08:32.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's ruined</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;first day of school and i practically destroyed my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my hair was so short and i looked like some freshie -.-&lt;br /&gt;2) i dont know what's wrong but looks like we are back to avoiding even though &lt;br /&gt;    it wasnt even planned to be that way&lt;br /&gt;3) i saw gen twice COINCIDENTALLY today, the first i think she nearly laughed at&lt;br /&gt;    my hair while the second time, she might have thought i was STALKING her&lt;br /&gt;    again, which i had NEVER done before because it was all a FUCKING &lt;br /&gt;    COINCIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;4) i am broke, penniless, not even a single cent! and i have to suit up for the FHA&lt;br /&gt;    this weds, whereby I DO NOT OWN A BLOODY SUIT! and i still owe yunkeat,&lt;br /&gt;    zhenru, arielle, rachel and qi yao money.&lt;br /&gt;5) and i still cant stop thinking about those things -.- sorry if it's nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;    but it means something to me. A HELL LOT.&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/453519996272952999-5579868253661123802?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5579868253661123802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/everythings-ruined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5579868253661123802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5579868253661123802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/everythings-ruined.html' title='everything&apos;s ruined'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-573857514407213231</id><published>2010-04-19T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:30:42.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will it end with just a "stop"?</title><content type='html'>today first day of school ok though. its like workshop so like we had to make a scotch holder for like 6 weeks. and its like 40% of the module =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stone in school till like 2 then went home by bus and relaxed. still can adjust to school timing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. still thinking about what to do, to talk or not? maybe should just leave her and let her progress right? i mean i cant be selfish and only think about myself i guess. maybe liked yao said, 18 months. maybe i will soon be over, maybe not. but right now at least im suffering not alone, but with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end here then,&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move on and forget me, maybe thats the last request from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-573857514407213231?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/573857514407213231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-it-end-with-just-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/573857514407213231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/573857514407213231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-it-end-with-just-stop.html' title='Will it end with just a &quot;stop&quot;?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8079262903116678644</id><published>2010-04-18T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:16:18.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all back to the beginning once again</title><content type='html'>i dont know what to do anymore. i dont know i want you in my life anot. the pain is making me think twice. even thrice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you blocked me, i wished you were online. now youre online, i wished you blocked me. i dont really know what i really want from you, or the other way round what you want from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know youre moving on, im trying but it doesnt work. if just comes back as a circle, a never ending cycle. it just doesnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you read maybe you dont, it doesnt really matter does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop the torment right now, if not im surely going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8079262903116678644?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8079262903116678644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-all-back-to-beginning-once-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8079262903116678644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8079262903116678644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-all-back-to-beginning-once-again.html' title='Its all back to the beginning once again'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1504190099347899306</id><published>2010-04-16T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:12:56.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To see the rainbow, it has to rain first.</title><content type='html'>dont know whats wrong with me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today went back qwss for speech day. kinda boring. people look about the same. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why im so useless. shes online, i could had just talked to her. but i didnt. why? cause im useless thats why. my mind is like going back to those past few months again. i dont know whats to do about it anymore. time didnt really heal anything. its just like worsen it. i dont know. i dont want to care, but i cant. mind is totally messed up, emotional war today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, dont really want to continue anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may a time machine be created so i can go back to the past and fix everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1504190099347899306?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1504190099347899306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-see-rainbow-it-has-to-rain-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1504190099347899306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1504190099347899306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-see-rainbow-it-has-to-rain-first.html' title='To see the rainbow, it has to rain first.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2712347413776996554</id><published>2010-04-13T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:16:42.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming My ASS</title><content type='html'>well well. im back again. bored again. anyway i was like looking at this poster at a bus stop for global warming. they said going vegan is the best way to stop global warming. well... might be a good idea, but it doesnt really solve the problem. let me break it down to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g lets just say that the poster made many people go vegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: firstly, vegetable prices will soar. and i mean soar sky high. cause the increase in demand for veggies increase at a very suddenly and high rate. so just think about those poor families and countries that cant really afford meat and only can get veggies. how are they suppose to survive? will the government aid them by giving them meat? wouldnt it be the same effect? people will starve and people will die. and i mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: lets talk about the companies that own butchery and stuff. afew days back on the news they did a study that people wanted to cut down on soft drinks and it will result in billions of dollars lost. so just imagine. if every person on earth decides to stop eating that few hundred grams of meat they consume everyday, how much money will be lost from these companies? they will be forced to shut down. leaving millions jobless, and will the increase of veggie prices, they will more likely die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: after those companies shut down. where do the live stock go? kill them since they produce 51% of the green house gases? that will be rioted by animal activist, and no government wants riot. so it will be right to release them back to the wild? WRONG! these animals have been kept by humans thousands of years already. i can say they more or less have lost their animal instincts. protecting themselves will be almost impossible to their new environment. they are blessed with food around them, even if they can find food and survive, wouldnt it destroy ecosystems where they were released? their huge intake of food is sure to deplete the food sources around. what if they cant survive? millions of livestock dead, if no one keeps them, they can be well extinct, and after they die, the decompose for god sake. they still produce green house gases even when they die. what a bitch right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: since the suddenly increase of demand of veggies. many people will start planting them. and where do fertilizers come from? animal waste duh. so even if the cows and stuff are kept to produce fertilizers, what are we solving by keeping the main source of green hosue gases? plus people will start clearing land for plantations and stuff. lost of ecosystems and less trees to convert carbon dioxide WHICH HEATS THE EARTH into oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these are more or less the 4 main reason turn vegan doesnt fucking help the situation at all. i have a idea though. why not just go to the main source?&lt;br /&gt;humans! just killing everyone of us will surely reduce global warming greatly. you think im mad? we have to do our part for the earth! there are so many other animals out there. just 1 species wiped out can save the earth. isnt it a great deal? i bet humans are too selfish to even think of this idea. dumb fuck motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to save the earth. please just plant a tree for every person on the fucking planet. increase electricity bills so PEOPLE WILL CONSIDER BEFORE THEY USE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shall end here then. nothing better to do but think of such stuff. maybe i can get a nobel prize :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are moving along too smoothly, or maybe it was me that was stuck in the mud all this while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2712347413776996554?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2712347413776996554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/global-warming-my-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2712347413776996554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/2712347413776996554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/global-warming-my-ass.html' title='Global Warming My ASS'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7465808886460211989</id><published>2010-04-10T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:35:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess it's too late for regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally went back to blogger to see it was dying and kwa just posted. sorry for the dead blog, was absent from all the others too, facebook/ msn/ twitter/ tumblr. and helmi's been busy with orientation stuff this weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy news first! i got my supras yesterday! finally after so long (: and so me and yao decided to go wear them yesterday to the lib, vivo and town. oh and he banged this small caucasian kid. met fanny at tangs to go get her shoes. nice to have seen her again after some time. and i learned how to play mahjong, thanks to yunkeat qiying theresah kevin sean collin sin wei and jess (: i cant remember anything else that happened within the hols and i think my STM is getting alot worse. i cant even remember what i did ten minutes ago just now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! and i saw someone unexpected twice! once with yao at cine and another was with yunkeat and his classmates at cathay. really a coincidence and i swear that was it! no such thing as stalking like what almost everyone is saying. really think that i should go up to you and personally apologize for all the misunderstandings. but since i dont have any confidence nor courage, i dont think this can ever be cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many other things have been bugging me recently. thought about my future after that man talk i had with aldy a few weeks back. certain friendship are hanging on the line, tried to fix it back but it was useless and i dont know how to help anymore. school's opening in a week's time and i've been thinking about certain decisions after looking at the current situations surrounding me and some people. and other things which just randomly pops out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing is easy in life huh? then i wonder which would be harder, to have told you in the first place or not to. and to be satisfied with what i have? now i think that sometimes, nothing is better. maybe all this time, i was just being played with your sweet words. i seriously dont know what to do or what to think, guess it's too late for regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7465808886460211989?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7465808886460211989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-its-too-late-for-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7465808886460211989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7465808886460211989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-its-too-late-for-regrets.html' title='guess it&apos;s too late for regrets'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8172564846819332506</id><published>2010-04-10T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:51:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling apart all together</title><content type='html'>me agian... those 2 will never blog. anyway im like at home. very bored now. so decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... hmm what happened let me recount. arh i got my dunks. firstly, then... i got my laptop for school... then... online items came... then.... ya pretty much boring i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. next week got orientation like 3 days. still working though. but might be quitting if i cant handle the shit from both work and school. so... pray i can handle so i can earn more $$. not very excited about school though. maybe its the classmates i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. super dry post i suppose. not much in my life anyway. right now. just bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall be back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems like you have forgotten about my existence totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-8172564846819332506?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8172564846819332506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-apart-all-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8172564846819332506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8172564846819332506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-apart-all-together.html' title='Falling apart all together'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3991561338633819555</id><published>2010-03-12T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T18:10:56.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, We Stand. Together As One. Forever.</title><content type='html'>im backk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone missed me? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today kinda free so i shall blog from work. just now when to celebrate sunat's birthday. met at queenstown then headed down to PS to eat at manhattan fish. kinda nice. treated everyone since i havent really treated anyone since my pay. so dont feel bad those that were treated. its a blessing to give, so im happy. so they were like talking about getting the band hero set. im like quite ok with it, but i would get a ps3 first since there are so many epic games like GOW3 OMGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got my new clip on earphones :D. everytime it plays a new song, it gets even better. im loving it~ i think im getting my dunks tomorrow. LIKE FINALLY. ORANGE BLUE FTW! but i seem to be short of clothes thought.. my wardrobe still seems empty. maybe i should go get more shirts. o well. must get my pay first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end here then.. nothing much going on anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The memories are killing me, but i want to hold on to them even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3991561338633819555?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3991561338633819555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-we-stand-together-as-one-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3991561338633819555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3991561338633819555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-we-stand-together-as-one-forever.html' title='Today, We Stand. Together As One. Forever.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1202348907683812148</id><published>2010-02-15T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:07:05.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future To Forward, But The Past Not To Be Forgotten</title><content type='html'>back again, since sometime since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, currently working again. kinda slack, environment is good, pay is good also, pretty much nothing to complain about. at least i earning extra $$ to spend or to save up for rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonned last night with daud yao mits helmi and loh at the flyer though. talked lots and had lots of fun. then headed down to lan to play l4d 2 for like 3 hours. had lots of fun too. well, most likely when they have their break can have alot more fun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy is growing bigger again. need to go slim it down, if not it will expand till the day i cant see my feet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i stop here then. nothing much in my life currently though. i need it to be more exciting than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart still aches when i think of you, only you, and i wished you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1202348907683812148?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1202348907683812148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/future-to-forward-but-past-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1202348907683812148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1202348907683812148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/future-to-forward-but-past-not-to-be.html' title='The Future To Forward, But The Past Not To Be Forgotten'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3737065658333260005</id><published>2010-02-05T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:20:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss me anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HELLLOOO! tsuna's back! (:&lt;br /&gt;extremely lazy to blog for the past few weeks&lt;br /&gt;BUT TODAY WAS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;seriously was nice to meet up with the guys again after so long&lt;br /&gt;AND WE ROCKBAND and prataaaaa! after like ages -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nice to have fun with you guys again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KWA ZHENG YU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MITSUAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;QIYAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;YUN KEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;next time &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lohzhengyu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;helmi &lt;/span&gt;shall join us too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/453519996272952999-3737065658333260005?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3737065658333260005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-me-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3737065658333260005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3737065658333260005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-me-anyone.html' title='miss me anyone?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3064537715042499007</id><published>2010-02-02T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:47:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Preciouz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last week, the care taker of my lil sis passed away. I felt sad because we were quite close. We celebrated last Hari Raya together. He seemed well just a few months ago. That was before he became ill and was admitted to the hospital about 1 month ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who would have thought that he had to pass so early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                             I'm truly grateful for the things that he has done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This incident made me realise how we should treasure the ones we love to the fullest while we still have the chance.Not to mention to express it. We live just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;, let make full use of it! leave no regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;|=imperfect is the new perfect=|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3064537715042499007?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3064537715042499007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-preciouz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3064537715042499007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3064537715042499007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-preciouz.html' title='Life is Preciouz'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3780929618946274226</id><published>2010-01-27T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:43:08.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It might be a new beginning</title><content type='html'>well, got my posting results today. wasnt expecting anything but mechanical at sp. (L) lmaozx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got into a course i want. not like afew people i know, totally headache on even where to go at all. cant blame them cause this year O level grades are really too low. hope the new batch studies even harder to avoid such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, still stoning daily at home. not as if i have things to do. go out spend money. after this month would be adult fare. more dont want to go out at all. $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i end here. no one really bothers to post anymore. everyone has their own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memories are the important. Memories are the times where i remember spending them with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3780929618946274226?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3780929618946274226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-might-be-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3780929618946274226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3780929618946274226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-might-be-new-beginning.html' title='It might be a new beginning'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-466771867408504491</id><published>2010-01-24T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:53:13.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;helmi&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;Made the decision to blog after being pestered by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;KWA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;anyways I'm just gonna make this short.&lt;br /&gt;This coming week will be one of the busiest week of my 1st year in sp with projects being due soon , upcoming meetings and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt; trainings. Had little time to study. anyways, I'm training for my upcoming performance! no details yet but it's gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~imperfect is the new perfect~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-466771867408504491?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/466771867408504491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/466771867408504491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/466771867408504491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/days-to-come.html' title='Days to come'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-949553411965365815</id><published>2010-01-18T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:05:44.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just a cycle in life</title><content type='html'>seems like this blog is dead.. no one is posting anything =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall post mine then since i seems to be the most free person now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have been rotting at home every single day. boredom is seriously part of my life now. cant wait for school to start so i can actually do something rather than stone infront of the computer and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well torrent is crazy these days. cant get connected to any seeds to download stuff. my com seems to have a ram problem or motherboard problem. might need to bring it down to check if i continues. if im going might as well get another 4gb of ram hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well. back to my stoning days. future sp student i guess. or np doesnt make much of a difference now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life was never same without you. Seems like you have forgotten about my existence totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-949553411965365815?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/949553411965365815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-just-cycle-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/949553411965365815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/949553411965365815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-just-cycle-in-life.html' title='Its just a cycle in life'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-101309871032783365</id><published>2010-01-02T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:30:35.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new year doesnt mean its a new beginning</title><content type='html'>well.. its like the 2nd day of the new year. doesnt feel very new to me though. just some other day. counted down with a bunch of friends, but the counting down spirit was really with me. i brought lots of regrets from last year to the new year. life is still sucky and im not doing anything to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope the new year is actually better. not that last year was sucky at all or stuff. still waiting for my pay so that i can shop, but the crave for shopping is like gone already. maybe i should go run, my belly is growing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, i shall stop here then. randomness is flooding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It maybe the new year, but the memories and feelings are still there from last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-101309871032783365?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/101309871032783365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-doesnt-mean-its-new-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/101309871032783365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/101309871032783365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-doesnt-mean-its-new-beginning.html' title='The new year doesnt mean its a new beginning'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-8259228919566957905</id><published>2009-12-29T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:14:00.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;only my poly had to start school this week. wtf!?&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be in school when everyone else is enjoying the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY HOLIDAYS BACK YOU MUDABITCH!&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/453519996272952999-8259228919566957905?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/8259228919566957905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8259228919566957905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/8259228919566957905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-2848064236314213058</id><published>2009-12-28T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:08:05.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawn Of Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HELMI&lt;/span&gt; 's back after so long&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy lately going out almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;, we celebrated my brother bear's 17th birthday! haha. it was RAW fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LOH ZHENG YU&lt;/span&gt; had a really crazy idea that would get him caught by the police on his  birthday. We would have pull it off if we had more guts which we ended up not doing. xD overall, i think it was a memorable day for him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with only one more week left before school starts. I plan to make full use of the remaining hols ! ALSO, it will be the end of 2009 in a few days time and i hope to have a memorable last day of 09 with my close friends. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;CANT WAIT 4 TT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;All human beings undergo changes in their life.&lt;br /&gt;some adapt quickly to change, others take time.&lt;br /&gt;In time i too will change be it for better or for worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-2848064236314213058?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/2848064236314213058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/dawn-of-something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DAUD TSUNA IS BACK (: AND BROTHER!!! its not that i dont want to blog, its no time to blog, even thought its my holidays. hahahaha and fuck the fact that school starts back for me tomorrow, fuck the fucking fucktard moron which does not have a life and wants everyone to go back to school with him/ her/ it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so like he said, my two weeks of holidays was well spent (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to seoul'd out and saw Ga-In (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;loh and helmi stayover my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the normal clique stayover at babisono's house, but the dinner sucked -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me mits kwa and andrew stayover koukloon's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;celebrated loh's birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;npcc gathering just now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so overall i didnt sleep for one whole week i think, starting to get use to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i learned something today. when the truth was told, i was in extreme shock, i really thought that what i see in dramas and such would never ever occur to any one of my friends. i saw the pain, anger, sadness in your eyes when you told me what you wanted me to know. i'm truly sorry for mot being able to be there for you when you went through all that hardship. so please, the next time you need us, call me, cause friends will always be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1154945202813075885?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1154945202813075885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/morons-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1154945202813075885'/><link 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waiting for pay to go on a spree. need to find another job soon though. dont want to stone at home and do nothing and waste life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now like im having a total headache deciding what course to go to in poly. and which poly. sp or np? engineering or life sciences? passion or dream? hard to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway these few days with the brothers were fun. very fun actually. hope everyone wont be too busy once i start school or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end here then. need to go back and think about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that text i received made my day, even thought it only contain a simple message. it truly made my day. thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7653534744078695399?l=harrassazincdick.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-453519996272952999.post-1847544284298229545</id><published>2009-12-19T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:00:52.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you said it would only take time</title><content type='html'>weee~ long time never blog le. finally back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had like work almost day since last week. only had a day off yesterday cause there wasnt any stock for us to work on. was called on last minute to work today. worked half day and got stomach ache and even puked. feel so weak and fat. i thought work makes one slimmer! but for me IM GROWING FATTER! need to go work out after this month when i quit the job! cant wait for pay day and shop $_$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going sentosa with the usual group of sentosa-ers. i wanna catch avatar! so many people reviewed that its damn nice! o ya iron man 2 is coming out soon! WARMACHINE!!! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall end here today. blog when im free again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i knew time woundnt heal anything. false hope was all i was given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1847544284298229545?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1847544284298229545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-you-said-it-would-only-take-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1847544284298229545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1847544284298229545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-you-said-it-would-only-take-time.html' title='And you said it would only take time'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-7398263544733825522</id><published>2009-12-11T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:55:07.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it keeps getting better (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;suppose to see BEG at airport. but somehow only FT Island tmax and someone else came. some bitch told us this when after Ft Island left, "you can go home now, no one coming already. BEG coming tomorrow at 1130 terminal 2 also" she gace us this gui lan face and looked at us like we were 15 years old waiting for celebs to come -.- was so disappointed after all the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;so woke up and cab down to airport to terminal two with arielle and rachel. went there only to see no crowd of cheering fans and no barricade. asked the info counter but the next flight was like at 1430 -.- so we sat there stoned for an hour, disappointed again, till this group of girls walked past us and said something about terminal one. we rushed there saw the barricade and our smiles returned. FINALLY SAW BROWN EYED GIRLS! AND GA IN WAS SO HOT! AND SHE'S SHORTER THEN ME! SO WAS NARSHA! (: (: (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;so happy that i got to see my favourite person on earth now and her smile in real life and that she was shorter then me and yet still has hot legs (: (: (: (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daud here with a huge smile on his face (: going fort canning with helmi soon to book space. so nights people (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-7398263544733825522?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/7398263544733825522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-keeps-getting-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7398263544733825522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/7398263544733825522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-keeps-getting-better.html' title='it keeps getting better (:'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6848941961038278106</id><published>2009-12-09T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:00:10.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPEECHELESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;good things happening this week:&lt;br /&gt;1) TERM TEST ENDING TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;2) playing L4D2 tomorrow too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) AND THE MOST IMPORTANT IS THAT I GONNA SEE BROWN EYED GIRLS LIVE THIS SAT! MEANS I GET TO SEE GA IN LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps for those for dont know who that is, her name is Ga-In, without the (-) so please stop saying i got bad english or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad things happening:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BROTHER IS BEING AN ASSHOLE MOTHERFUCKER BITCH&lt;/span&gt; who comes up super unreasonable things to be unhappy about with me and then comes up sith super no link excuses when he doesnt know wad else to say -.- stupidity is whirling around him since god knows when -.-&lt;br /&gt;2) somehow alot of guys that saw ga in on my phone says she looks like a guy. my god! HAHAHAHA! open your eyes people! SHE'S a girl! GIRL! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I CANT WAIT TO SEE GA IN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6848941961038278106?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6848941961038278106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/speecheless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6848941961038278106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6848941961038278106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/speecheless.html' title='SPEECHELESS!'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-6594602832735158912</id><published>2009-12-06T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:25:49.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why isnt it as easy?</title><content type='html'>WOOO! JUST FINISH WATCHING AMERICAN PIE : BOOK OF LOVE! quite a nice show, not as horny as the others. main aim is showing how to get the girl. seems like, being true to yourself and just expressing your feelings somehow gets the one you love, the one you only had eyes for and is willing to wait for. guess doesnt really apply to me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, quite boring for a rest day. tomorrow got work again. thinking if to solo on 9 and 10. then can get more $$.  should i get the zara jeans and get them to alter the waist? feels damn nice and just the type i want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well. stop here today. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe being out of your life is better for you. but for me, just the sight of you is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-6594602832735158912?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/6594602832735158912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-isnt-it-as-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6594602832735158912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/6594602832735158912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-isnt-it-as-easy.html' title='Why isnt it as easy?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-5979986060164982816</id><published>2009-12-04T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:35:51.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping for the best</title><content type='html'>5th day at work. kinda getting used to it though. abit of muscle aches on my arm. but the sore on the feet are getting lesser and lesser. maybe i getting used to standing for like 8 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days maybe it was abit more smooth sailing. but random thoughts of her always pop out. cant help but to smile when i think of the memories i had. maybe it wouldnt ended this way if i didn't act so foolishly. only regrets and more regrets. but i cant do anything to remove these regrets in me. i can only bring it along to my grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here. feet is abit sore LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish the feelings would not fade away. i want to keep them close to me. i want to wait till i cant wait no further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-5979986060164982816?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/5979986060164982816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoping-for-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5979986060164982816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/5979986060164982816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoping-for-best.html' title='Hoping for the best'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4562079174898502637</id><published>2009-12-01T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T23:34:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowly but surely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;damn it! term test next week and i havent start studying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daud here, it hurts but i cant forget what you said -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-4562079174898502637?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4562079174898502637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/slowly-but-surely_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4562079174898502637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4562079174898502637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/slowly-but-surely_01.html' title='slowly but surely'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-4906031218326621670</id><published>2009-12-01T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:05:38.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Sick LoveSick?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MST is just round the corner and many diseases are spreading around school.Most of my classmates are feeling the sick these past few days including me.Had a wonderful time on THURS but soon after that i feel feeling nauseous and heaty.After that,i started to have no appetite in any food , was feeling shitty and stuff for 3 consecutive days.SLEEP 10 TIMES!! ARGH OMG. sickening...come today im alot better. YEAH  glad to be alive lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helmi here&lt;br /&gt;p.s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;now my fren breathing heavily under my ear like literaly!@#@!FTW&lt;br /&gt;im studying dammit&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/453519996272952999-4906031218326621670?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/4906031218326621670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-sick-lovesick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4906031218326621670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/4906031218326621670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-sick-lovesick.html' title='Sick Sick LoveSick?'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-3644598541580418097</id><published>2009-11-30T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:34:56.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Will Never Happen. Really.</title><content type='html'>got back from first day at work thought. wasnt as bad as i expect it to be. but was damn boring, and standing the whole day made it worst. i almost at a breakdown while working. just sitting there. thinking of her. started writing her name on my palm. feels so good. but it will never happen. ever again. guess its hard to move on. it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if youre reading this, i doubt so. but i really wished nothing happened and we could be like old times. talking and texting, smiling. makes life so simple and nice. how i wished. i wished every night before i go to bed. sounds stupid right? this is what you get from a love sicked person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even a hi would make me day. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-3644598541580418097?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/3644598541580418097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-will-never-happen-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3644598541580418097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/3644598541580418097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-will-never-happen-really.html' title='It Will Never Happen. Really.'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-1599818186452464315</id><published>2009-11-26T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:14:47.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fun day filled with jelly beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KWAN QI YAO! finally 17 huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went out wif birthday boy kwa yunkeat helmi and nicole to celebrate and have fun &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; waited for yunkeat finish his lesson before headin to plaza sing to meet kwa yao and cole. suppose to meet them at the earphone shop but apparently yunkeat was distracted by the new two wheel sakteboard thingy and was hooked on to it. and the girl promoting it was kinda pretty, so... AND YAO'S NEW HAIR! FUCKIN HILARIOUS! but nicer then mine. damnit. so we started to walk to fort canning park under the hot burning sun. if weizhi was there he would say how much vitamins he was absorbing HAHAHAHA! we walked one huge round to the fort cause cole said there was an escalator up to it from the national museum but we were like kinda lost? we cam whored the whole time doing random poses at random spots! HHAHAHA! shall let the picture tell the story. headed back to ps to meet helmi to watch movie, NEW MOON, cause cole wanted to watch it but couldnt catch it cause way too many girls are obssessed with it till the whole cinema was packed. had dinner at pizza hut and we ordered quite alot. played some truth or dare and kwa yk and me got some personal questions and yk had to do a dare! video will be on facebook too! headed home after all the fun and i feel so refreshed now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today was super fun and hilarious! BROTHER! hope you enjoyed your birthday! lets have the chalet to have loads more fun man! HAHAHA! daud here (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-1599818186452464315?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/1599818186452464315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-day-filled-with-jelly-beans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1599818186452464315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/1599818186452464315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-day-filled-with-jelly-beans.html' title='a fun day filled with jelly beans'/><author><name>baka twinku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250177752477711990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-453519996272952999.post-422424980604881800</id><published>2009-11-25T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:58:09.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It maybe be the start, it maybe be the end. Who knows?</title><content type='html'>these few days kinda.... AT HOME. =.= actually went out yesterday to celebrate minvin's birthday. went to seoul... that seoul garden if you know.. that one.. was near that seat.. arh =.=. anyway after that went clementi for L4D 2. kinda fun though... but AIs still suck dick HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still looking for a job though... sucks being jobless and broke....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shall embrace this feeling till its gone. I have never regretted this feeling. Not even once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/453519996272952999-422424980604881800?l=harrassazincdick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/feeds/422424980604881800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-maybe-be-start-it-maybe-be-end-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/422424980604881800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/453519996272952999/posts/default/422424980604881800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harrassazincdick.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-maybe-be-start-it-maybe-be-end-who.html' title='It maybe be the start, it maybe be the end. 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