<?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-8622854</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:15:01.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-115119503517989098</id><published>2006-06-25T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T08:23:55.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just fine,&lt;br /&gt;gotta gotta be down because i want it all...&lt;br /&gt;it started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;how did it end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;(it was only a kiss, it was only a kiss...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i’m falling asleep and she’s calling a cab,&lt;br /&gt;while he’s having a smoke and she’s taking a drag...&lt;br /&gt;now they’re going to bed and my stomach is sick (and it’s all in my head...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she’s touching his chest,&lt;br /&gt;now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;now, let me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can’t look its killing me and taking control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;choking on your alibis,&lt;br /&gt;but it’s just the price i pay&lt;br /&gt;destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;open up my eager eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i’m MR BRIGHTSIDE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-115119503517989098?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/115119503517989098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=115119503517989098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/115119503517989098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/115119503517989098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2006/06/coming-out-of-my-cage-and-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-114881178479301364</id><published>2006-05-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T18:23:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and my baby is now sleeping like a baby. heh&lt;br /&gt;her birthday on monday, dinner with mom and mom.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.. nothing much&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.. nothing much&lt;br /&gt;thursday.. X MEN WITH COMPLIMENTARY POPCORN AND DRINK! but the movie sucked shit. cos xavier and scott died. which was not supposed to happen. gambit is missing. rogue became human. and warren worthington the third did not become archangel.&lt;br /&gt;WHERE THE FUCK DID APOCALYPSE GO??&lt;br /&gt;JEAN GREY DIED!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;okay. but it was alright la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-114881178479301364?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/114881178479301364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=114881178479301364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/114881178479301364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/114881178479301364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-my-baby-is-now-sleeping-like-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-114594447503831883</id><published>2006-04-25T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T13:54:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she says, "im as cold as a schmold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-114594447503831883?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/114594447503831883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=114594447503831883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/114594447503831883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/114594447503831883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2006/04/she-says-im-as-cold-as-schmold.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-114581386296911056</id><published>2006-04-24T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T01:37:43.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;i've been a lazy fuck but now i guess im lazy but not a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm lazy&lt;br /&gt;but not fuck.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay so heres to update anyone who reads this. about my life.&lt;br /&gt;christmaseve - nothing happened. went to town. met everyone. sprayed raza with lots of foam. lots.&lt;br /&gt;drank till christmas.&lt;br /&gt;christmas - i don't really remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;cny eve - beer beer and more beer!! then went to meet the ah bengs and then...more beer!! and some racing around geylang.&lt;br /&gt;cny - BEER AND MONEY. LOTS. there can never be a better combination. then at night. more beer and racing around. thanks to din and his rxz.&lt;br /&gt;cny2ndday - went to collect more money. and. beer. but not as much. (cos daddy was around and he hates it when i drink.) then went to cine to catch a movie with MELODY WANG SHIYUN. FUN WITH DICK AND JANE!! WHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;andthefollowingfriday - i forgot what i did in the afternoon, but at night, i met MELODY WANG SHIYUN. AGAIN! MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA!! WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;andsaturday -MET MELODY WANG SHIYUN! AGAIN! FEARLESS!! WHEE. met the ah bengs, had 2 singhas.&lt;br /&gt;felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;motorway.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glossary&lt;br /&gt;christmas - the few days where i get the things i dont want. and dont need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny - chinese new year&lt;br /&gt;the few days where i actually have money. and drink alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer - this thing which gets me high. and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money - this thing which gets me happy. and enables me to buy beer. and anything else i want. as long as i have enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funwithdickandjane - a movie. and its funny.&lt;br /&gt;memoirsofageisha - a movie. not really funny.&lt;br /&gt;fearless - another movie. kinda funny. and lots of people with bad hair. (according to melody.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELODY WANG SHIYUN - this girl. who kinda got into my head. and my pants, and my underpants! and she's hella funny and crazy and she makes me wanna wear make up. and she's picking my backne now while i'm typing all this nonsense. she's gorgeous. and she's alluring. and she's a coffee addict. she's got the face of the love of my life. and the laugh of the first day of the rest of my life. she's conceited. she's a hotdog on a stick.  wheeeee. she has mario and puffdaddy on her ipod. that makes her cool with a capital K. and she has the nicest smelling armpits in all the land! i'm serious. when you see us, do approach us and with a small donation (not 10cents) you can smell her armpits. and then. you can go tell all your friends. and she'll teach you how to dance, for a minimum of 5 dollars. yea. thats melody.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 her.&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-113189727128695925</id><published>2005-11-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:06:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. im lazy. and i dont feel like updating.. i need moneyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.. someone donate to me please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-113189727128695925?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/113189727128695925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=113189727128695925' title='0 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112965976181704298?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112965976181704298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112965976181704298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112965976181704298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112965976181704298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/10/holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112949256968096807</id><published>2005-10-17T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T03:56:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am again..&lt;br /&gt;blogging at 4 in the morning.. cant cleep.. got work to do... stupid animation...&lt;br /&gt;fucking pissing me off...&lt;br /&gt;and my exam is like.. at 10... later on...&lt;br /&gt;fuck.. im so dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... friday's gig sucked shit.. we screwed up... alot..&lt;br /&gt;but thanks guys... your encouragement help.. abit...&lt;br /&gt;but i know you all were fuckin lying.. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;we suck.. of course.. what do you expect in 1 week...&lt;br /&gt;yea.. but thanks to all those who came..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the surport...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's gig was abit better... less screw ups...&lt;br /&gt;aviery a bunch of nice guys... friendly guys... cool guys..&lt;br /&gt;yea... and im supposed to be studyin..&lt;br /&gt;fuck...&lt;br /&gt;im going to fail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112949256968096807?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112949256968096807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112949256968096807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112949256968096807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112949256968096807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/10/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112915011343015650</id><published>2005-10-13T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:48:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really drujnk. but i cant s;eep&lt;br /&gt;got work to pass up... and my white pen spoil.. so i dont knowe how im gonna do..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday adam! you puke more than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. im performin... on friday and sat...&lt;br /&gt;friday at third place.. outram mrt.. and sat at zombie bar... wheee... and i only started listenin to the sdongs a few days ago.. yea... and i cant see what im typin.. so laot of speelin mistakes, pls forbive me,.. i wanna slep//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... drunk still can do homework...&lt;br /&gt;still can blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112915011343015650?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112915011343015650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112915011343015650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112915011343015650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112915011343015650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-really-drujnk.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112886926980879264</id><published>2005-10-09T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:47:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll fall asleep tonight, cause that brings me closer to you... i had a nice dream last night.. really romantic one... where i put my arms around you.. and you held my hand...&lt;br /&gt;arghh.. wont happen. not in a million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went drinking yesterday.. beer and red bull.. again.. same as the day before yesterday.. and the week before... been drinkin alot lately.. keeps me sane and happy.&lt;br /&gt;drinkin is goood. breda!! 1.90 only! wee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112886926980879264?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112886926980879264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112886926980879264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112886926980879264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112886926980879264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-fall-asleep-tonight-cause-that.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112843442151663220</id><published>2005-10-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:00:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanna hear a joke?&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;drill a one inch diameter hole in your fridge door. this will allow you to check that the light goes off when the door is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a small child is choking on an ice cube, dont panic. simply pour a jug of boiling water down it's throat and hey! your problem is solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increase blind peoples electricity bill by leaving their lights on 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus drivers -&gt; pretend you're an airline pilot by wedging down the accelerator down with a heavy book, securing the steering wheel with some old rope and then strolling back along the bus chatting casually with the passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make your girlfriend cry. when you're having sex with someone else, call your girlfriend and tell her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112843442151663220?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112843442151663220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112843442151663220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112843442151663220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112843442151663220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/10/wanna-hear-joke-okok-drill-one-inch.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112800557279773893</id><published>2005-09-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:52:52.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just watched this documentary about dolphins.. omg la.. so fucking sad. it shows how japanese fishermen catch and kill dolphins for food. i mean.. i understand that its their way of life and they have been doing it for centuries.. but fuck, the dolphins are sooo cute.. and smart.. and friendly.. i wish i had one.&lt;br /&gt;they're really intelligent, they said their brain is almost as big and complex as a human brain..&lt;br /&gt;so imagine all their memories of their family when they're at a zoo, or aquarium or whatever enclosure. all alone... no space to swim around.. forced to do tricks just to survive. [they dont do tricks cos they like it.. they do it cos they're hungry.. and they dont get fed unless they perform]&lt;br /&gt;if only i had fairy godparents like timmy! id wwish them free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how the fishermen kill the dolphins?&lt;br /&gt;the fishermen spears a dolphin, and lets it bleed to death..&lt;br /&gt;mr dolphin, i feel your pain... in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and there's another way to kill them.. slit their throats. and wait for them to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this japanese guy, he used to hunt dolphins, but he quit, cos he found out they were really intelligent, and everytime he slit their throats, they would cry.. as in really cry, tears and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now this guy, he change business. he's like telling the rest of the fishermen to promote dolphin watching instead. you know, tourism thingy.. its more profitable sumore.. and no dolphins get killed.. what a guy. respect. but some fishermen fucking old school la.. still hunt dolphins.. fucking arsehole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know dolphins are friendly creatures.. but they showed this clip where tourists were swimming with the dolphins, and when one of them tried to touch the dolphin, it got voilent.&lt;br /&gt;and they get voilent when they are stressed. and they get stressed because they;re not meant to be kept in aquarioms.. they should be free!! so, people who own dolphins, you better set them free you bastards.&lt;br /&gt;okay la.. i know in sg no one keeps dolphins as pet.. eh, i dont think anyone in the world keeps dolphins as pets anyway.. wahahah! whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dolphin tattoo now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112800557279773893?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112800557279773893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112800557279773893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112800557279773893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112800557279773893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-just-watched-this-documentary-about.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112738689332777930</id><published>2005-09-22T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:01:33.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want so many things... just not enough money. arrhhggg.. i wanna pierce my tongue.. again. and i wanna pierce my eyebrow.. and i wanna tattoo.. okay, tattooooossss... and....A CHINCHILLA! so cuttee. i wanna hug one...i'll get a chinchilla and call it chinchilla...i'll get one.. soon... one day.. and i'll make every dog/cat/hamster/goldfish/luohan owner jealous as fuck.. cos my pet will be wayyyyyy cuter than any of those pets...bring it on , you can even make a hybrid of a cat, dog, fish, bird hamster whatever and we can have a competition on whose pet is cuter.. ahaha... and i will win!! blah.. i need more cash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112593284047674856</id><published>2005-09-05T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:07:20.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tatooo... i cant wait... anyway.. this week has been fun.. well.. the most fun i had since school started... went shisha.. and home.. haha.. happy birthday attika..&lt;br /&gt;oh and i really hate myself now.. i should have chosen music instead of arts.. fuck...&lt;br /&gt;i dont even need theory to go into music la.. fuck...&lt;br /&gt;wasted... fucking wasted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112593284047674856?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112524200450864174</id><published>2005-08-28T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:13:24.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know why im alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112524200450864174?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112524200450864174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112524200450864174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112524200450864174'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;im tired.. and bored.very bored.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of listening to the same songs over and over again,... and stupid limwire cant work..&lt;br /&gt;and this azereus program d/l's entire albums at one go... and it takes damn long... bloody fucking shit. and waiting for my tattoo is like.. taking forever... deon deon deon... faster come back from malaysia and start poking me with needles! i need some pain now... like... alot of pain...&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARKY BOY! and THANKS FOR THE GIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112480446253989649?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112480446253989649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;together we will float like angels...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112464088501204747?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112464088501204747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112464088501204747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112464088501204747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112464088501204747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/08/together-we-will-float-like-angels.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-112082928657875840</id><published>2005-07-08T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T21:28:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been 2 months...&lt;br /&gt;i still think about your passing...&lt;br /&gt;how we never got the chance to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;i still think about you my dearest friend...&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to forget you...&lt;br /&gt;inlovingmemoryofaghost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-112082928657875840?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/112082928657875840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=112082928657875840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112082928657875840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/112082928657875840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-has-been-2-months.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111912182862459962</id><published>2005-06-19T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T03:11:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="200" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffd391"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 49%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111912182862459962?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111912182862459962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=111912182862459962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111912182862459962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111912182862459962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-deadly-sinsenvy-80sloth-80greed.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111600931101915239</id><published>2005-05-14T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T02:35:11.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>inlovingmemoryofaghost&lt;br /&gt;an, i miss you...&lt;br /&gt;i shall never forget how you took care of me...&lt;br /&gt;and how you were always the bottle opener...&lt;br /&gt;the food you scavaged because i was hungry...&lt;br /&gt;the cigarettes you picked up because i was complaining...&lt;br /&gt;the times you accompanied me because i was lonely...&lt;br /&gt;the times where you carried me like i was a log...&lt;br /&gt;the time where you tried to tape me up...&lt;br /&gt;and when you got your first tattoo...&lt;br /&gt;and the funny dance you did after that...&lt;br /&gt;remember what you told me?&lt;br /&gt;"kiki got scabies!"&lt;br /&gt;you were like my small, big brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray you find the peace you have been longing for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raihan1984-2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111600931101915239?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111600931101915239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=111600931101915239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111600931101915239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111600931101915239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/05/inlovingmemoryofaghost-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111584326888578132</id><published>2005-05-12T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:27:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not feeling well... and i just realized, i'm not good at anything... i fail at almost everything i do... i have become every parents' worst nightmare... i'm fucking lazy, i rebel, i smoke, drink and i get tattoos and piercings even though i know mum doesn't like it... i think i should'nt have been born... why?? for what? my whole life has been a total waste of time and money... and i wish you had been there to see me... but it's okay... i'll just smile and laugh as if everything is fine... yea... i'm fine... i hope... i should smoke more... and die faster... there's no point in living if there's nothing to live for... and i have nothing to live for... life has no meaning anymore... well, actually... it never did... i wish i could make the pain go away... i wish i could make everything go my way... i wish i was rich... i wish i was handsome... i wish i wasn't so lazy... i wish i was good at something... i wish i was more popular... i wish i wasn't so weird... i wish i wouldn't embarrass myself so much... why am i always surrounded by people, and yet, i feel so alone? i wanna smoke... i'm not depressed, i'm not suicidal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111584326888578132?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111584326888578132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=111584326888578132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111584326888578132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111584326888578132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-not-feeling-well.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111497409627737819</id><published>2005-05-02T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T03:01:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!!  wanna hear a joke??                                            go look in the mirror you fuck face... wahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111497409627737819?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111497409627737819/comments/default' 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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-8622854.post-111134155678624425</id><published>2005-03-21T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:17:40.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kill the poet&lt;br /&gt;rock concert heroes&lt;br /&gt;shoe size 9&lt;br /&gt;near fatal explosion&lt;br /&gt;dear arson&lt;br /&gt;5 stories falling&lt;br /&gt;face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;20 dischanger&lt;br /&gt;shards of memories&lt;br /&gt;ceramic circle&lt;br /&gt;venue: planet paradigm&lt;br /&gt;date: 7th may&lt;br /&gt;time: 2:30pm till late&lt;br /&gt;tickets: $7 presale, $10 at the door.&lt;br /&gt;*complimentary Compilation CD for first 100 comers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the deported {taiwan fastpunk}&lt;br /&gt;secret seven {fastcore}&lt;br /&gt;the wall between {emocore}&lt;br /&gt;dear arson {screamo with dancy breaks}&lt;br /&gt;the what {hardcore}&lt;br /&gt;monroe {indierock}&lt;br /&gt;munchies @ 9 {emopunkrock}&lt;br /&gt;sadaya {screamo-hardcore}&lt;br /&gt;shai zerox + others: zine conference&lt;br /&gt;shaz {elegant bachelor, hearing hill}: film work&lt;br /&gt;venue: classroom 2, 2nd level of sustation&lt;br /&gt;date: 30th april&lt;br /&gt;time: 1pm till late&lt;br /&gt;tickets: $8 bucks at the door&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************&lt;br /&gt;if you all would come down and suport my bands, i will love you forever...then i'll give you a present...i will give you my number, a hug and kiss and i will love you forever... {girls only please... guys will get free handjobs by the groupies... ;p }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111134155678624425?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111108239952668543</id><published>2005-03-18T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:59:59.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the demons swallowed treasures,&lt;br /&gt;replaced hymns with evil deeds scribed in chicken scratch compositions in the black halls beneath this filthy city...&lt;br /&gt;Laced with shit, this love affair all black hearts, and tragic heights...&lt;br /&gt;keep on listening to our sanguine symphony...&lt;br /&gt;we'll keep conducting the color of midnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the muse whispers her forked tongue lulls me to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must be mistaken my darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not the prelude to a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;this is obsession, void of aesthetics,&lt;br /&gt;lacking compassion,&lt;br /&gt;a disclaimer to the self,&lt;br /&gt;you sought your god in the tempest of self severed strings hammered out in the key of X...&lt;br /&gt;kiss goodbye, razor wire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the new cutting edge...&lt;br /&gt;sixth sense limitations dragging me down...&lt;br /&gt;your transcendence of nothing has fueled the flames of our choir...&lt;br /&gt;this is my therapy, singing the praises of razor wire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embrace the sweet sound of self destruction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wield words like knives and razor wire...&lt;br /&gt;a kiss goodbye is a kiss of death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conducting our ballad with seven broken strings. a sound so sanguine until our ears bleed...&lt;br /&gt;orchestrating until we bleed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111108239952668543?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-111106212304468891</id><published>2005-03-17T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:22:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you say,&lt;br /&gt;if i asked you not to go,&lt;br /&gt;to forget everyone, forget everything and start over with me&lt;br /&gt;would you take my hand, and never let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promise me you'll never let me go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the stars aren't out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;but neither are we to look up at them...&lt;br /&gt;why does hello, feel like goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;these memories can't replace these wishes i wished and dreams i chased...&lt;br /&gt;take this broken heart and make it right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell like i lost everything when you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;left remembering what it's like,&lt;br /&gt;to have you here with me...&lt;br /&gt;i thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;you're not making this easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be the one to say,&lt;br /&gt;please don't,&lt;br /&gt;well please don't leave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not making this easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take my hand, and never let me go...&lt;br /&gt;promise me,&lt;br /&gt;you'll never let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make this last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not making this easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll fall asleep tonight,&lt;br /&gt;cause that brings me closer to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111106212304468891?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111106212304468891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-8622854.post-111090912920203498</id><published>2005-03-16T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:52:09.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... my com is fucked.. so that is why im not updating... so yea.. i cant even go on friendster for gods sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need a break...&lt;br /&gt;suer busy this week...&lt;br /&gt;tmr.. lunch with mom, meet my very good friends..&lt;br /&gt;meet a band...&lt;br /&gt;thursday - maybe performing... with a rnb/ soul band...&lt;br /&gt;haha i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;i need to draw.....&lt;br /&gt;saturday is my fucking lasalle interview...&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck... and hope my wishing stars work...&lt;br /&gt;if not im gonna laser it off....&lt;br /&gt;nah.. maybe i wont...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-111090912920203498?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/111090912920203498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=111090912920203498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111090912920203498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/111090912920203498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110555123581730821</id><published>2005-01-13T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:33:55.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm listening to techno now... so somebody please...&lt;br /&gt;kick me&lt;br /&gt;punch me&lt;br /&gt;murder me&lt;br /&gt;drown me&lt;br /&gt;stab me&lt;br /&gt;burn me&lt;br /&gt;rape me&lt;br /&gt;hang me&lt;br /&gt;impale me&lt;br /&gt;circumcise me&lt;br /&gt;castrate me&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110555123581730821?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110555123581730821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110555123581730821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110555123581730821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110555123581730821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-listening-to-techno-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110537417993504958</id><published>2005-01-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:22:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay.... now fuck you guys... everyone...&lt;br /&gt;fuck you all.. you fuckers keep on irritating me by constantly confusing emocore with screamo...&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know what emocore or screamo is... can you just refer to it as rock??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i shall educate you fuckers on the difference between emocore and screamo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 1: emocore and screamo and screamo are two TOTALLY different SUB-GENRES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 2: the bands you hear on radio/ mtv ect. ect. will never EVER be screamo.... screamo bands ar totally fucking underground... bands like the used, thursday, thrice, emery, alexisonfire ect.ect are NOT SCREAMO!!! SO FUCK YOU GUYS WHO THINK THESE BANDS ARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;go listen to some real screamo... then you'll know what i'm talking about... bands like circle takes the square, saetia, orchid, after school knife fight, usurp synapse, hot cross... blah blah... these are examples of SCREAMO bands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 3: screamo bands have very little proper singing.... mostly high pitched screaming.... and talking.... the lyrics tend to be very poetic... and might have no meaning whatsoever to the listener...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 4: most bands on purevolume.com are NOT screamo!!! [even thought they claim to be...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 5: the screamo sound is usually very messy, high pitched screamy, short... fast, chaotic...&lt;br /&gt;[with exception to some bands which defy the boundaries of screamo...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 6: check out ebullition records or level-plane records if you're gonna check out screamo bands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 7: emo = screamo... so fuck all of you who think the ataris, simple plan, the get up kids are emo.... THEY'RE NOT!!! okok... screamo is the modern term for emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 8: BRITNEY SPEARS IS EMO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 9: nah just kidding... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 10: send all your hate mail, death threats to &lt;a href="mailto:nerdy_pylox@hotmail.com"&gt;nerdy_pylox@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 11: so stop pissing me off with you "oh thursday is soo screamo" or "have u heard the new band on purevolume? they'er sooo fucking screamo!!".... well all i can say is.. fuck you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson 12: screamo is a genre which alot of people cannot appreciate... it is very noisy and messy... unless you are truly depressed, sad or suicidal, you would'nt wanna listen to it...&lt;br /&gt;go listen to emocore.. oh.. hot cross is a very good band... even though they dont really sound much like screamo... maybe more to emocore?? yea... if u disagree with the info... put it on my tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hope u fuckers have a better idea on emo[screamo]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea... the get up kids, armor for sleep blah blah, are POST EMO INDIE ROCK!!..&lt;br /&gt;so please!!! i'm begging you.... don't get your music mixed up.... it really pisses me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hxcmp3.com"&gt;www.hxcmp3.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--- alot of good bands here... search for HIGHWATER WALTZ... great band... oh... and I AM NOT EMO!! SO STOP CALLING ME EMO!!! IM JUST A ROCK STAR WANABE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110537417993504958?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110537417993504958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110537417993504958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110537417993504958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110537417993504958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2005/01/okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110434088804730089</id><published>2004-12-30T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T01:21:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the gig at third place sure sucked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110434088804730089?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110434088804730089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110434088804730089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110434088804730089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110434088804730089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/gig-at-third-place-sure-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110399640324054259</id><published>2004-12-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T01:40:03.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas sure sucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110399640324054259?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110399640324054259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110399640324054259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110399640324054259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110399640324054259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-sure-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110330497911155369</id><published>2004-12-18T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T01:36:19.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to collect my results today...&lt;br /&gt;and.... I KENA RETAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i'm not retaining...&lt;br /&gt;i hate broadrick... fuck broadrick...&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going to laselle-SIA!!... i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss u guys...&lt;br /&gt;so long...&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy mr. jafuck's speaches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaa... fuck off... kaypo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110330497911155369?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110330497911155369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110330497911155369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110330497911155369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110330497911155369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-went-to-collect-my-results-today_18.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110304502068025290</id><published>2004-12-15T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T01:23:40.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken this fragile thing now,&lt;br /&gt;and i can't, i can't pick up the pieces...&lt;br /&gt;and i've thrown my words all around,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't, i can't give you a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so broken up,&lt;br /&gt;and I give up&lt;br /&gt;i just want to tell you so you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here I go...&lt;br /&gt;scream my lungs out and try to get to you...&lt;br /&gt;you are my only one...&lt;br /&gt;i let go,&lt;br /&gt;there's just no one that gets me like you do,&lt;br /&gt;you are my only my only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;and i can't, i can't hold on for too long...&lt;br /&gt;ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;and I can't, I can't get up when you're gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something's breaking up,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like giving up...&lt;br /&gt;i won't walk out until you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i go,&lt;br /&gt;so dishonestly&lt;br /&gt;leave a note for you my only one...&lt;br /&gt;and i know you can see right through me,&lt;br /&gt;so let me go and you will find someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i go,&lt;br /&gt;scream my lungs out and try to get to you...&lt;br /&gt;you are my only one...&lt;br /&gt;i let go,&lt;br /&gt;there's just no one, no one like you...&lt;br /&gt;you are my only my only one...&lt;br /&gt;my only one...&lt;br /&gt;you are my only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110304502068025290?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110304502068025290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110304502068025290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110304502068025290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110304502068025290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/only-one-broken-this-fragile-thing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110304398078857500</id><published>2004-12-15T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T01:06:20.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! happy birth day la fawwaz my brudder from a different mother!&lt;br /&gt;kita budak jiwang! i sound so lame omg.. nvm.. THANK YOU ALICIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me.... can u believe it.... im listening to yellowcard now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110304398078857500?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110304398078857500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110304398078857500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110304398078857500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110304398078857500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-happy-birth-day-la-fawwaz-my.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110257496431682581</id><published>2004-12-09T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T14:49:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh... headaches and hangovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110257496431682581?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110257496431682581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110257496431682581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110257496431682581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110257496431682581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110253045674401808</id><published>2004-12-09T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T02:27:36.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad am i doin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110253045674401808?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110253045674401808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110253045674401808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110253045674401808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110253045674401808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/wad-am-i-doin.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110236340835010546</id><published>2004-12-07T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T04:03:28.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to lido to catch saw with alicia, star and fawas...&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.. sadist show man... hahah fawaz couldnt eat... haha.. den we met raza n jasper and played pool... den we went home... yay... now go read sumone elses blog... dun bother me! shoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110236340835010546?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110236340835010546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110236340835010546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110236340835010546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110236340835010546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-went-to-lido-to-catch-saw-with.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110201811573103456</id><published>2004-12-03T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T04:08:35.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I fall, will you be the arms which carry me?&lt;br /&gt;If I cry will you be the shoulder which comforts me?&lt;br /&gt;If I do not subscribe to your beloved paradise?&lt;br /&gt;What if i chose to die?&lt;br /&gt;Where will you draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110201811573103456?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110201811573103456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110201811573103456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110201811573103456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110201811573103456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/12/if-i-fall-will-you-be-arms-which-carry.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110192319862152292</id><published>2004-12-02T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T01:46:38.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went jamming today... nice...&lt;br /&gt;wazzy did a good job even though he was fucking sick...&lt;br /&gt;good thing u didnt puke..&lt;br /&gt;we need to play new songs...&lt;br /&gt;alicia and her friends came to watch..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the hp!&lt;br /&gt;i need a sim card now...&lt;br /&gt;life sucks without a fucking hp...&lt;br /&gt;but kinda good cos mom cant call me... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;went town to play pool with the band...&lt;br /&gt;except kolin.. he went home...&lt;br /&gt;so me wazzy, rozy and felix the cat went mamboooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! qian ying is grounded!! thanks for keeping me company yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn hungry... so fuck off before i eat you...&lt;br /&gt;u crossbreed of a cow and a pig...and dog... and cock...[rooster u sick dirty minded assholes..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off... dun disturb me... i wanna eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u stop reading my bloooog?!?!?!?! is it dat interesting???&lt;br /&gt;my life is actually very boring... i dun even have a band!!! im making all that up so that people wont think im a loser... all i do is stay home, surf for porn... and try find a way to grow fat...&lt;br /&gt;i dont even smoke! i am boring... i cant even play the guitar for god's sake...&lt;br /&gt;my penis is the size of a peanut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not really actually... its kinda big... u wanna see?!?!?! call me... hehehehe..[hot babes only pls]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a sicko.... im bored and hungry...&lt;br /&gt;i need money...&lt;br /&gt;so go fuck urselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110114882215360518</id><published>2004-11-23T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T02:40:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awakened by a call at 11 am...&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep after that...&lt;br /&gt;watched cartoons and listened to brand new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my hometown and met null...&lt;br /&gt;met star n janey and went to town...&lt;br /&gt;met shawn my long lost sk8 partner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was ful of boredom and sleepiness...&lt;br /&gt;had fun in the mrt though... jane wouldnt shut up...&lt;br /&gt;she kept singing "she burns" out of tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys are fuckers... heh&lt;br /&gt;i want my handphone back you son of a crossbreed between a pig and turkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New - The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the western coast...&lt;br /&gt;I saw the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;Nursed the shoreline like a wound...&lt;br /&gt;Reports of lover's tryst...&lt;br /&gt;Were neither clear nor descript...&lt;br /&gt;We kept it safe and slow,&lt;br /&gt;the quiet things that no one ever knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep the blood in your head,&lt;br /&gt;and keep your feet on the ground...&lt;br /&gt;If today's the day it gets tired,&lt;br /&gt;today's the day we drop out...&lt;br /&gt;Gave up my body and bed,&lt;br /&gt;all for an empty hotel...&lt;br /&gt;Wasting words on lower cases and capitals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate the day we wed...&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are boring me to death...&lt;br /&gt;Your veil is ruined in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;By then it's you I can do without,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing new to talk about&lt;br /&gt;and though our kids are blessed,&lt;br /&gt;their parents let them shoulder all the blame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie for only you...&lt;br /&gt;And I lie well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110114882215360518?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110114882215360518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110114882215360518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110114882215360518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110114882215360518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/11/awakened-by-call-at-11-am.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-110088582227591464</id><published>2004-11-20T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T01:37:02.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~~</title><content type='html'>work work work work..... i work almost everyday.... i smoke 1 pack a day!! fuck... too much... im gonna die from lung cancer... n i lost my fucking fone!! kaninabe chao cibai... went to ang moh haven... so many hot white chicks... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;fuck la... any1 who reads this is damn stupid... so stop wasting ur time reading this... i mean it.. if u read this last sentence, it wont tell u anything... im jus trying to fill up the page.. so please... stop reading... like, u can stop now... OI!! I SAID U CAN STOP READING NOW!! can u read?? do u noe wad my last sentence was?? it says stop reading... ok... fuck u... yes u...stop reading.. stop making me type... im getting tired typing "stop readin, stop reading..."&lt;br /&gt;enuff!!! stop it!! ur irritating me! get a life... go read some1 elses blog u dumb fuck... muahahaha... i hope u go blind so u wont be so kaypo n read my blog... which doesnt get updated... so ... ok enuff... u can stop reading now... cos i wanna stop typing... u guys are fuckers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-110088582227591464?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/110088582227591464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=110088582227591464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110088582227591464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/110088582227591464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='~~~~~'/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-109993179603759456</id><published>2004-11-09T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T00:36:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>straylight run - existentialism on prom night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up, we were sleeping in,&lt;br /&gt;Sunk inside our blankets, sprawled across the bed, and we were dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when, when I know it ends,&lt;br /&gt;The world revolves around us...&lt;br /&gt;And were keeping it, keeping it all going, this delicate balance...&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable all knowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing like you think no one's listening...&lt;br /&gt;You would kill for this, just a little bit, just a little bit, you would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me something soft, sad and delicate or loud and out of key, sing me anything...&lt;br /&gt;Were glad for what we've got, done with what we've lost&lt;br /&gt;Our whole lives laid out right in front of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing me something soft, sad and delicate or loud and out of key sing me anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-109993179603759456?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/109993179603759456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=109993179603759456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109993179603759456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109993179603759456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/11/straylight-run-existentialism-on-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-109924680757245800</id><published>2004-11-01T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T02:20:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god i need a job,&lt;br /&gt;no ciggerettes ...&lt;br /&gt;im broke...&lt;br /&gt;relaxing and drowning myself in indie and emo tunes....&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i could fall asleep at the com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wish i could be every little thing you wanted..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo... give me inspiration to do my portfolio...&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... slow instrumentals... christie front drive and american football....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-109924680757245800?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/109924680757245800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=109924680757245800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109924680757245800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109924680757245800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/11/god-i-need-job-no-ciggerettes.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-109811964749538948</id><published>2004-10-19T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T01:14:07.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o fuck</title><content type='html'>im sooooooo boooored... god help me...&lt;br /&gt;si huii... help me change my blog skinn............ and how to put music on this stupid thing???????!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i went jamming today...... i think it wad the best jamming ever since dream as hearts bleed started... hahaha.. bla bla bla.... so this is my first official entry....... yay... woohoo....zzzzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;knn..... boored.....&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. this stoopid yellowcard - ocean avenue is fucking stuck in my fucking head.... fuck... get that song out!!!! arrhhgg!!!    ahhh.. so here it is.. the fucking lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place off Ocean Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Where I used to sit and talk with you,&lt;br /&gt;We were both 16 and it felt so right,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping all day, staying up all night...&lt;br /&gt;Staying up all night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street,&lt;br /&gt;We would walk on the beach in our bare feet,&lt;br /&gt;We were both 18 and it felt so right,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping all day, staying up all night...&lt;br /&gt;Staying up all night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could find you now things would get better...&lt;br /&gt;We could leave this town and run forever...&lt;br /&gt;Let your waves crash down on me and take me away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a piece of you that's here with me,&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see,&lt;br /&gt;When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by...&lt;br /&gt;I can make believe that you're here tonight...&lt;br /&gt;That you're here tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;When I told you that this was goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;You were begging me not tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Not here, not now...&lt;br /&gt;We're looking up at the same night sky...&lt;br /&gt;And keep pretending the sun will not rise...&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together for one more night,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere,  somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-109811964749538948?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/109811964749538948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=109811964749538948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109811964749538948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109811964749538948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/10/o-fuck.html' title='o fuck'/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-109725300210273931</id><published>2004-10-09T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T00:30:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unsung zeros - louder than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penned this one last because it was the hardest,&lt;br /&gt;yet it meant the most to me at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;feelings are tough to explain when what i feel is bigger than any word that i can find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote you this song to tell you i love you,&lt;br /&gt;but I know that thats much less than you deserve...&lt;br /&gt;it's all so much less then these feelings i'm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;i hope my actions speak louder than words...&lt;br /&gt;call me whenever, and i will come running...&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready and waiting forever for you...&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you my whole heart to hold as your keepsake if you should ever need proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering the times that we spent together i know how good it feels to be in your arms i'm always so happy and filled up with laughter whenever i'm with you i feel safe and warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-109725300210273931?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/109725300210273931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=109725300210273931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109725300210273931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109725300210273931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/10/unsung-zeros-louder-than-words-penned.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622854.post-109715343648464186</id><published>2004-10-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T20:50:36.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8622854-109715343648464186?l=inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/feeds/109715343648464186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8622854&amp;postID=109715343648464186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109715343648464186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8622854/posts/default/109715343648464186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inlovingmemory-.blogspot.com/2004/10/first-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>*rockstar*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16619631874378316477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
