<?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-8659435</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:30:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saddestiny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-2999241639256843909</id><published>2008-05-23T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:26:14.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looming clouds of saddest tears&lt;br /&gt;sounds of despair and the deafening silence&lt;br /&gt;heart's so sick and felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;it's hot out there but felt so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a man of so much sickness&lt;br /&gt;afflicted by the uncontrolled sins&lt;br /&gt;he turns his palms up and seem to be praying&lt;br /&gt;but in fact it's just a stance of loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a deep silence, a deep darkness&lt;br /&gt;the soul's filled so much of blight&lt;br /&gt;when hope's destroyed&lt;br /&gt;destroyed by the blighted soul itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he lays and zonk out there&lt;br /&gt;pulses of past went pounding through&lt;br /&gt;the wooden stare of bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;into voidness, into.. nothingness&lt;br /&gt;rain falls down hard&lt;br /&gt;and tears flow without a sign&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-2999241639256843909?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2999241639256843909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=2999241639256843909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2999241639256843909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2999241639256843909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2008/05/looming-clouds-of-saddest-tears-sounds.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-4108229541927261410</id><published>2007-12-25T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:58:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's Christmas, rejoice!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C2evCsQTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LTv9TLmyuIQ/s1600-h/DSCF2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C2evCsQTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LTv9TLmyuIQ/s200/DSCF2796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147815013224562994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gatherings of warmth&lt;br /&gt;and fervent joy&lt;br /&gt;meetings with friends of deep strong ties&lt;br /&gt;what love,  peace and joy on these days!&lt;br /&gt;fine weather and blessings to all&lt;br /&gt;celebrate the birth of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C42_CsQVI/AAAAAAAAACg/YghgHEsn22I/s1600-h/DSCF2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C42_CsQVI/AAAAAAAAACg/YghgHEsn22I/s200/DSCF2788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147817628859646290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C3gfCsQUI/AAAAAAAAACY/KMg_1Csi91Y/s1600-h/DSCF2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C3gfCsQUI/AAAAAAAAACY/KMg_1Csi91Y/s200/DSCF2806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147816142800961858" border="0" /&gt;&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/8659435-4108229541927261410?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4108229541927261410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=4108229541927261410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/4108229541927261410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/4108229541927261410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas-rejoice-gatherings-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R3C2evCsQTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LTv9TLmyuIQ/s72-c/DSCF2796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-8909649367849308492</id><published>2007-12-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:43:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is shopping day with my dearie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like a santa carrying all the stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no complaints though.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearie.. love u la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is real mushy.. viewers, once u see this, feign ignorance. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-8909649367849308492?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8909649367849308492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=8909649367849308492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/8909649367849308492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/8909649367849308492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-shopping-day-with-my-dearie-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-1810953839337293224</id><published>2007-12-19T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:58:14.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R2kQ9PCsQSI/AAAAAAAAACI/VPm5jaO_LYw/s1600-h/knowthwest_equinox_sunlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R2kQ9PCsQSI/AAAAAAAAACI/VPm5jaO_LYw/s200/knowthwest_equinox_sunlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145662693443387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled and climbed&lt;br /&gt;out of the cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt i was gonna die&lt;br /&gt;dying from the rot and blight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dim light shone from nowhere&lt;br /&gt;when i came around&lt;br /&gt;from the dark obsession&lt;br /&gt;a miracle, that's it&lt;br /&gt;and i grabbed hold of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the struggle became of ease&lt;br /&gt;as hope came back&lt;br /&gt;darkness in me dispersed&lt;br /&gt;as the light carries me through&lt;br /&gt;hope, love and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-1810953839337293224?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1810953839337293224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=1810953839337293224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/1810953839337293224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/1810953839337293224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-struggled-and-climbed-out-of-cave-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/R2kQ9PCsQSI/AAAAAAAAACI/VPm5jaO_LYw/s72-c/knowthwest_equinox_sunlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-2965042096655150169</id><published>2007-12-19T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:28:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the-dragon-cave.com/cave/full/cave_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.the-dragon-cave.com/cave/full/cave_00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long period of darkness&lt;br /&gt;that negates my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lose myself&lt;br /&gt;to the ways of old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so blind&lt;br /&gt;my heart's covered&lt;br /&gt;with a callous shell&lt;br /&gt;the darkness just keep growing&lt;br /&gt;swallowing all hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes nose dive&lt;br /&gt;down down down it goes&lt;br /&gt;into the horrid abyss&lt;br /&gt;into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;the darkness which people love and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dwell in such a cave&lt;br /&gt;cold but cosy&lt;br /&gt;fond of the hideous place&lt;br /&gt;for it shields me&lt;br /&gt;and i shield it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became a creature&lt;br /&gt;with such dangerous air&lt;br /&gt;hate, anger and depression devours me&lt;br /&gt;slowly i fused..&lt;br /&gt;fused with the cold, dark cave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-2965042096655150169?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2965042096655150169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=2965042096655150169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2965042096655150169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2965042096655150169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-period-of-darkness-that-negates-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-5217313223612497324</id><published>2007-08-04T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:26:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>messed up&lt;br /&gt;fucked up&lt;br /&gt;so screwed up inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in a mess&lt;br /&gt;stuck in a distress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distress, i dun even know wad the hell is that&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's a noise&lt;br /&gt;that keeps ringing inside&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's a parasite&lt;br /&gt;that chews me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring me, ring me&lt;br /&gt;i'm going insane..&lt;br /&gt;chew me, chew me&lt;br /&gt;eat me, fuck pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad's the cause&lt;br /&gt;my mental, it's been cost&lt;br /&gt;i just dunno, dunno wad to do..&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck, so stuck&lt;br /&gt;like stuck in a quicksand&lt;br /&gt;slowly sinking, sinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buried in mud,&lt;br /&gt;the noise is still ringing,&lt;br /&gt;the parasite still chewing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-5217313223612497324?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5217313223612497324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=5217313223612497324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/5217313223612497324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/5217313223612497324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/messed-up-fucked-up-so-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-1613946608919634399</id><published>2007-06-17T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:31:43.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/12/91/22969112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/12/91/22969112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of times i may seem indifferent towards u&lt;br /&gt;but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not indifferent.. i cared so much..&lt;br /&gt;it's just the numerous limitations..&lt;br /&gt;that they have hid the image of my heart - from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helpless too..&lt;br /&gt;What i do is just to believe..&lt;br /&gt;and try my best to try to do something... yes, something..&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on to faith is what i've always been doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like having on-and-off paralysed limbs&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, but i'm trying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-1613946608919634399?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1613946608919634399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=1613946608919634399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/1613946608919634399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/1613946608919634399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/alot-of-times-i-may-seem-indifferent.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-6159785014171659204</id><published>2007-06-17T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:59:49.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cc.gatech.edu/cpl/projects/graphcuttextures/data/interaction/LittleRiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.cc.gatech.edu/cpl/projects/graphcuttextures/data/interaction/LittleRiver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long long time, it has been a walk way too messy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark walk.. A fearful walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no light, but I just carry on walking.. Instead of stopping and wait for the sun to come again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.. Light came for me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realised... I've been walking backwards in those dark days.. I'm back... Back to the starting line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go now.. For there's the light to guide me the way in front..&lt;br /&gt;Let's focus my sight to the route in front and go towards the finished line..&lt;br /&gt;Along the route which I believe will be filled with trees and rivers, and beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-6159785014171659204?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6159785014171659204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=6159785014171659204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/6159785014171659204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/6159785014171659204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-long-long-time-it-has-been-walk-way.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-7854598451931252987</id><published>2007-05-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:58:14.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RkMB8yg9ewI/AAAAAAAAACA/i1d2QM58oDY/s1600-h/15_18_9_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062892549958368002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RkMB8yg9ewI/AAAAAAAAACA/i1d2QM58oDY/s200/15_18_9_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orange moon hung low above the waters&lt;br /&gt;the black ocean stretches out endlessly&lt;br /&gt;tapestry of shining stars over head&lt;br /&gt;gentle blowing breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how beautifully said?&lt;br /&gt;but the sight is mundane&lt;br /&gt;how numb have we become&lt;br /&gt;to the daily scenic beauty&lt;br /&gt;how inappreciative are we&lt;br /&gt;towards the little things in life - some think it's trivial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take things for granted&lt;br /&gt;cursed to our oblivion&lt;br /&gt;leads to no time are our destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impudence, ignorance;&lt;br /&gt;our lives are blighted&lt;br /&gt;perhaps death&lt;br /&gt;is an escapism of infernal earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-7854598451931252987?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7854598451931252987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=7854598451931252987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/7854598451931252987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/7854598451931252987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/orange-moon-hung-low-above-waters-black.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RkMB8yg9ewI/AAAAAAAAACA/i1d2QM58oDY/s72-c/15_18_9_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-3581965267901862265</id><published>2007-04-08T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:31:41.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday shoe</title><content type='html'>Faint rustle of leaves&lt;br /&gt;O how much i grieve&lt;br /&gt;For unabling to accompany you&lt;br /&gt;For your birthday with a beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dreaming about spending this special day with you&lt;br /&gt;Roses, red wine, candlelight dinner in a cable car view? haha&lt;br /&gt;O how wretched! the dreams can't solidify&lt;br /&gt;And i think of my life been defied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faint rustle of leaves&lt;br /&gt;as I sit in this garden for peace&lt;br /&gt;To grief about my inability&lt;br /&gt;To make things the way I want it to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can't, this failure resounds in my head&lt;br /&gt;So I tried my best to give you these roses of white and red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you so much.. till the ends of earth.."&lt;br /&gt;I hope this voice from my heart will resound to you and to the ends of earth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-3581965267901862265?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3581965267901862265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=3581965267901862265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgzkErs6B4I/AAAAAAAAABc/8gGLQI-pgQM/s1600-h/frustration-page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047660051477170050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgzkErs6B4I/AAAAAAAAABc/8gGLQI-pgQM/s200/frustration-page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;frustrated.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-5665912359133336193?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5665912359133336193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=5665912359133336193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/5665912359133336193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/5665912359133336193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgzkErs6B4I/AAAAAAAAABc/8gGLQI-pgQM/s72-c/frustration-page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-4957007852843079504</id><published>2007-03-24T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:58:14.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTNeimKqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/olWQuTMhoFw/s1600-h/DSCF1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045383407128455458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTNeimKqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/olWQuTMhoFw/s320/DSCF1132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fusing of many colours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;becoming a beautiful tapestry of the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;reminding us it's a new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;with new surprises, with a certain tinge of sweetness when it starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day breaks for the present which is always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how often do we savour the present?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just how often instead that we worry abt yesterdays and tomorrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we have enough to care about the present?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the present, the gift which are the seconds which ticks past us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which tells us that God is guiding us through this passage of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depending on whether u let Him to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-4957007852843079504?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4957007852843079504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=4957007852843079504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/4957007852843079504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/4957007852843079504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/fusing-of-many-colours-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTNeimKqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/olWQuTMhoFw/s72-c/DSCF1132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-8244784227827750694</id><published>2007-03-24T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:58:15.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A FLASH OF HAPPENINGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTG0CmKqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/62mpEo7xh9o/s1600-h/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045376079914248370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="297" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTG0CmKqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/62mpEo7xh9o/s320/IMG_2355.JPG" width="257" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;towards commissioning&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045380864507816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="278" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTLKimKqRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8pmXAfcDEnk/s320/IMG_2400.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;commissioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045377462893717714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTIEimKqNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/N0iZGAowXMg/s320/DSCF1012.JPG" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gathering of 303&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045430063358191938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgT36SmKqUI/AAAAAAAAABU/d_-MFCGoTSo/s200/DSCF1055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when old fren wijaya was back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045378034124368098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTIlymKqOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hXnMDPKUHm4/s320/DSCF1044.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went malaysia with moon ending up being drenched&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045379009081944306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTJeimKqPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mixGiszw6nI/s320/DSCF0924.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;le coup de foudre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045429779890350386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgT3pymKqTI/AAAAAAAAABM/CzrjFoeRY9o/s200/21-03-07_2201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;amour~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-8244784227827750694?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8244784227827750694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=8244784227827750694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/8244784227827750694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/8244784227827750694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/flash-of-happenings-towards.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fh5l1XFokXU/RgTG0CmKqLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/62mpEo7xh9o/s72-c/IMG_2355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-2714598057431355144</id><published>2007-03-17T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:30:02.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i look back at the path i've walked,&lt;br /&gt;it's really surprising that i came from those mountains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine the feeling of looking at the scenary from the mountain i'm standing now..&lt;br /&gt;reminiscent of the people i meet in my life&lt;br /&gt;the kinda tugging feeling in my heart to thank god for bringing me so far&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of after sowing so much blood, sweat and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at the wounds i have so far..&lt;br /&gt;have i become stronger?&lt;br /&gt;or am i worn out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-2714598057431355144?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2714598057431355144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=2714598057431355144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2714598057431355144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/2714598057431355144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-i-look-back-at-path-ive-walked-its.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-6986937564654487283</id><published>2007-03-04T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:00:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad i spake&lt;br /&gt;it can't prove anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could only be judged thru time&lt;br /&gt;then u'll realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not smoking anyone&lt;br /&gt;i'm not doing anything purposely to gain points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz doing wad my heart tells me to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u know wad i'm revolving ard&lt;br /&gt;u could juz place ur faith on me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-6986937564654487283?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6986937564654487283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=6986937564654487283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/6986937564654487283'/><link rel='self' 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-8659435.post-7644571383089382434</id><published>2007-02-25T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:50:26.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like never be4&lt;br /&gt;i'm so drowned by this well of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you invaded my mind, my soul&lt;br /&gt;i closed my eyes and there u are&lt;br /&gt;let me hold you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;and i'm contented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every daybreak&lt;br /&gt;i awoke from my dreams&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;are you well today?&lt;br /&gt;are you troubled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like the wind&lt;br /&gt;formless but trying to hold you and carry you&lt;br /&gt;u've had a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;i remain formless unless u accept me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me sail with you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-7644571383089382434?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7644571383089382434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=7644571383089382434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/7644571383089382434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/7644571383089382434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/like-never-be4-im-so-drowned-by-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-5171896851397647060</id><published>2007-02-25T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:17:30.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>indescribable feeling&lt;br /&gt;when i talked to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart skipped a beat&lt;br /&gt;when i see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u've made me prone&lt;br /&gt;sometimes confused&lt;br /&gt;sometimes afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i noe in love&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to think so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz wad i just need to do&lt;br /&gt;is to love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-5171896851397647060?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><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-8659435.post-116826209632470564</id><published>2007-01-08T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:14:56.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>golden sun above the sea horizon&lt;br /&gt;sad, lost shadows dwell on the sea surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breeze that soothens ur spirit&lt;br /&gt;the cold wind that stung like tentacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the peace that u feel under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;the unknown u're afraid of in darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light of the day that we're thankful for&lt;br /&gt;the scorching heat that we scorn of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends whom make up your life&lt;br /&gt;'friends' whom destroyed your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wealth that fuels our needs&lt;br /&gt;money which cultures evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sided&lt;br /&gt;2 faced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;careful of wad u sow and wad u reap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-116826209632470564?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116826209632470564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=116826209632470564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/116826209632470564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/116826209632470564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/golden-sun-above-sea-horizon-sad-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-116489275679915291</id><published>2006-11-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:19:16.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SEDI.... AH!&lt;br /&gt;BLABLABLABLA..... SENJA... TA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parade training.&lt;br /&gt;sweat.&lt;br /&gt;blisters.&lt;br /&gt;curses.&lt;br /&gt;psychosis: shit coming out from the mouth (crap talk).&lt;br /&gt;lethargy.&lt;br /&gt;fainters.&lt;br /&gt;water parades.&lt;br /&gt;shouts timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for pride, for honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl asked: how much does that worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's unmeasurable, undefinable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 dec.&lt;br /&gt;coming.. gone.. tears..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-116489275679915291?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116489275679915291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=116489275679915291' title='0 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shop)&lt;br /&gt;2. playing pool - shooting fucking balls which is getting boring&lt;br /&gt;3. waste my fucking night roaming around some streets &lt;br /&gt;4. staying at mr moon's house to watch movie&lt;br /&gt;5. splurge my damn cash on delicacies&lt;br /&gt;6. sit in front of my pc, checking mails and browsing through the usual sites be4 i off it&lt;br /&gt;7. be a chimney or a guangong in clubs&lt;br /&gt;8. rot at home when ur account is drying up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking limited things to do... want some adventures man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-116454924955262607?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116454924955262607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>lost in emotions&lt;br /&gt;blind my senses&lt;br /&gt;too immersed in fighting&lt;br /&gt;ignored all rantings&lt;br /&gt;told myself to keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;of the things i know that's from the vine&lt;br /&gt;but i keep getting entwined &lt;br /&gt;in the peripherals of life&lt;br /&gt;that i lost my soul and twarped my mind&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty, so out of control&lt;br /&gt;please save me out and end my woe&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of grace as u provideyour arm&lt;br /&gt;when i call for help from evil's harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashamed, life seems to cease&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me and fill me with peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me wisdom to discern the mysteries of life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-116454840957495616?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113404872621745943</id><published>2006-11-05T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:49:41.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hold your hand and sway with you&lt;br /&gt;to the music playing a melodious tune&lt;br /&gt;the crowd around us disappears&lt;br /&gt;as we immerse ouselves in the dance of love&lt;br /&gt;another dimension we enter&lt;br /&gt;a world of our own&lt;br /&gt;our eyes reflect only each other&lt;br /&gt;oh please dun leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;but we have to part&lt;br /&gt;and leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;u took my heart&lt;br /&gt;i hope time will rewind&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not persuing&lt;br /&gt;sorry for ignoring&lt;br /&gt;time is not by my side&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad's right&lt;br /&gt;teach me how and what to do&lt;br /&gt;for i'm nothing but a dreamer, who dreams of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113404872621745943?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113404872621745943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113404872621745943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113404872621745943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113404872621745943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hold-your-hand-and-sway-with-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115926594062403584</id><published>2006-09-26T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T18:19:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Narration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brainwashing community&lt;br /&gt;that's what we are in&lt;br /&gt;being mentally induced&lt;br /&gt;on what's right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;or even on fucking fashion statements&lt;br /&gt;we have our own laws&lt;br /&gt;created laws&lt;br /&gt;for the good of some&lt;br /&gt;for the good of some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soldiers go to war&lt;br /&gt;for the country&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of sovereignty of their lands&lt;br /&gt;but what's really behind the scenes?&lt;br /&gt;for the anger of some&lt;br /&gt;for the greed of some&lt;br /&gt;soldiers are merely numbers&lt;br /&gt;numbers subtracted as days of war gone by&lt;br /&gt;civilians in pain which unaffected fuckers are not conscious of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us not forget the lessons from the past&lt;br /&gt;the torment of war&lt;br /&gt;the destruction it brought due to intolerance&lt;br /&gt;and the absence of love in the hearts of man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115926594062403584?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115926594062403584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115926594062403584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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died and live again&lt;br /&gt;a life is made of many lives&lt;br /&gt;dead and alive multiplied by a number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i died at the age of 14 when i accepted my saviour&lt;br /&gt;i died when a dear friend betray my trust&lt;br /&gt;i died when i gave up on myself to go for the one i loved so much&lt;br /&gt;i died when i reaffirmed my faith&lt;br /&gt;i died when  i did something despicable&lt;br /&gt;i died when i washed my hands off the things i've constructed&lt;br /&gt;i died when my old friend died&lt;br /&gt;i died when my head is shaved&lt;br /&gt;i died when my love went for another guy&lt;br /&gt;i died when my love distant herself away from me&lt;br /&gt;i died whenever i cried&lt;br /&gt;i died when the dark days gripped me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe each person has died a number of times..&lt;br /&gt;after monumental events that happened?&lt;br /&gt;or say any events that can somehow become monumental in each's ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadeva the case, the question is:&lt;br /&gt;will u become more dead or more alive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115915334492537986?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115915334492537986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115915334492537986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115915334492537986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115915334492537986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/09/over-and-over-u-realise-same-thing-u.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115650231606191513</id><published>2006-08-25T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:38:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During the Age of Silence, people communicated more, not less. Basic survival demanded that the hands were almost never still, and so it was only during sleep (and sometimes not even then) that people were not saying something or other. No distinction was made between the gestures of language and the gestures of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The labor of building a house, say, or preparing a meal was no less an expression than making the sign for &lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;I feel serious. &lt;/em&gt;When a hand was used to shield one's face when frightened by a loud noise, something was being said, ...., and even when the hands were at rest. that too, was saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, there were misunderstandings. There were times when a finger might have been lifted to scratch a nose, and if casual eye contact was made with one's lover just then, the lover might accidentally take it to be a gesture, not at all dissimilar, for &lt;em&gt;Now I realise I was wrong to love you.&lt;/em&gt; These mistakes are heartbreaking. And yet because people knew how easily they could happen, because they didn't go around with the illusion that they understood perfectly the things other people said, they were used to interrupting each other to ask if they'd understood correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, these misunderstandings are desirable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of he frequency of these mistakes, over time the gesture for asking forgiveness evolved into simplest form. Just to open your palm was to say: Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;em&gt;The History of Love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115650231606191513?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115650231606191513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115650231606191513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115650231606191513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115650231606191513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/during-age-of-silence-people.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115512577831056348</id><published>2006-08-09T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:16:18.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a night&lt;br /&gt;oh man..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if i've shocked ya&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure of anything&lt;br /&gt;sorry if there's negativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the feelings that guided me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u are fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115512577831056348?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-115487287043193827</id><published>2006-08-06T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:33:05.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why did i feel so aloof&lt;br /&gt;when i have so many companions&lt;br /&gt;which at any time is by my side in spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad's the reason?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so unholy&lt;br /&gt;so empty&lt;br /&gt;purposeless in living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've actually found this purpose of life&lt;br /&gt;but yet ignored it and forsaken it &lt;a href="http://users.ox.ac.uk/~sg/ridgeway/33%20Divine%20light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://users.ox.ac.uk/~sg/ridgeway/33%20Divine%20light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i turned myself blind and deaf again&lt;br /&gt;into darkness where i dwell&lt;br /&gt;dwell blindly, live blindly&lt;br /&gt;like a limp person&lt;br /&gt;i can't move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these things&lt;br /&gt;i searched for the root&lt;br /&gt;the root is myself&lt;br /&gt;in me there is a stirring of negative feelings&lt;br /&gt;feelings without reasons&lt;br /&gt;an induction which meant to poison me&lt;br /&gt;and i din even tried to get out of it&lt;br /&gt;but instead drift with it&lt;br /&gt;and i became so lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this warfare i'm having inside me&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing&lt;br /&gt;but now i tell you&lt;br /&gt;that i've found the cause&lt;br /&gt;and illuminates my purpose and life&lt;br /&gt;i'll stand up and put up a good fight&lt;br /&gt;and be a victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more behind the black veil&lt;br /&gt;no more conceding to this negativity&lt;br /&gt;no more burying my head in my thighs pathetically&lt;br /&gt;reach out for this lamp&lt;br /&gt;the light which fills me up&lt;br /&gt;light which can fill the whole world&lt;br /&gt;that no materials can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all&lt;br /&gt;it's to look out from yourself&lt;br /&gt;to God my saviour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115487287043193827?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115487287043193827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115487287043193827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115487287043193827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115487287043193827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-did-i-feel-so-aloof-when-i-have-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115487170386921134</id><published>2006-08-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:41:43.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as yet again&lt;br /&gt;i roam around the streets&lt;br /&gt;hoping that the wind can give me some answer&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness and boredom&lt;br /&gt;are so intense inside of me&lt;br /&gt;just wanna idle&lt;br /&gt;but the more i idle&lt;br /&gt;the worse i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spirit is weary&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps there's no spirit at all&lt;br /&gt;oh dun forsake me&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i'm forsaking myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115487170386921134?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115487170386921134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115487170386921134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115487170386921134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115487170386921134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-yet-again-i-roam-around-streets.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115349113986500834</id><published>2006-07-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:12:19.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm juz too lazy to find out wad's wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;need some time to really spend my quiet time properly..&lt;br /&gt;can somebody juz have the power to look through me at an instance&lt;br /&gt;and tell me wad's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a telepathic person? whomever who has a real strong intuition?&lt;br /&gt;and of course an intelligent and wise person to talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;and also a trusty kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i'm afraid i'm too lazy to talk too.. or perhaps juz short of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya crappy me.. losing myself inside me.. this is some kinda fucked dwelling in some fucked up era or dimension or dream or lalaland or wadeva u call it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. fuck crap..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115349113986500834?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115349113986500834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115349113986500834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115349113986500834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115349113986500834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-juz-too-lazy-to-find-out-wads-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115349071626447538</id><published>2006-07-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:05:16.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>frail, flickering..&lt;br /&gt;blown out, burnout..&lt;br /&gt;light up my candle please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115349071626447538?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115349071626447538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115349071626447538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115349071626447538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115349071626447538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/frail-flickering.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-115000682430954788</id><published>2006-06-11T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:20:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pain results from one looking inwards&lt;br /&gt;towards self which is plagued with imperfections&lt;br /&gt;condemnation, weakness floated in my mind&lt;br /&gt;as the devil tried to poison me and have me entwined&lt;br /&gt;that's the veil of darkness which shields away the light&lt;br /&gt;i was lost and everything is not right&lt;br /&gt;with condemnations, comes the manifestations&lt;br /&gt;i smoke, i rebel against myself, into procrastination and destruction&lt;br /&gt;but still God din forsake me&lt;br /&gt;when i turned to him, he offered me his wings&lt;br /&gt;he brought me friends as counsellors to me&lt;br /&gt;to illuminate what i've already knew; that i have a God and the spirit in me&lt;br /&gt;the wisdom that i've had awoke as you called me&lt;br /&gt;and out from myself, i look up&lt;br /&gt;there, the sun is still shining and i awoke from my deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;ya.. he never forsakes me, that's wad i call love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115000682430954788?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115000682430954788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115000682430954788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115000682430954788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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violence, cigarettes, drugs&lt;br /&gt;you name it, i've got it&lt;br /&gt;until finally, i died from it&lt;br /&gt;an ugly life, but a good thing to leave that life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a life of problems&lt;br /&gt;which pumped my head&lt;br /&gt;full of troubles, my heart can't bear&lt;br /&gt;family, relationships, personal&lt;br /&gt;the sources of hate, loath, sadness&lt;br /&gt;i died from depression, but a good thing to leave that life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a life of hardships&lt;br /&gt;which stretched my limits&lt;br /&gt;so much stress, my head went burst&lt;br /&gt;the toils so bitter that it worn my body&lt;br /&gt;i died from exhaustion, tiredness, stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the life i'm living&lt;br /&gt;with lessons learnt from the past&lt;br /&gt;stronger now&lt;br /&gt;after the shits i've gone thru&lt;br /&gt;a life without difficulties is a life without fruit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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inside&lt;br /&gt;wonder if you're still inside&lt;br /&gt;or you've got out and left me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't, baby don't&lt;br /&gt;you're my everything&lt;br /&gt;i shan't remain silent and i'm gonna call out&lt;br /&gt;extend your wings, my angel&lt;br /&gt;and save me out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-115000542643965408?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115000542643965408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=115000542643965408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/115000542643965408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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real vicious&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;losing my senses&lt;br /&gt;self-inflicted depression&lt;br /&gt;and into procrastination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoke and numbify myself&lt;br /&gt;this numbification is temporal though&lt;br /&gt;ah fuck it so wad's the point?&lt;br /&gt;ya, smoked 8 straight so wad's the feeling like?&lt;br /&gt;dun feel better man..&lt;br /&gt;only more light headed each time&lt;br /&gt;getting more numb after each too&lt;br /&gt;so wad's the point in smoking?&lt;br /&gt;no point at all man.. no point..&lt;br /&gt;so stop man..&lt;br /&gt;ya i've stopped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114689693436931883?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114689693436931883/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-114276858765823758</id><published>2006-03-19T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T19:43:07.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can the time stop for a while?&lt;br /&gt;or slow down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me enjoy more time with u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114276858765823758?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114276858765823758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114276858765823758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/320/broken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken..&lt;br /&gt;the thread is broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;means it's all over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like it..&lt;br /&gt;it's now a fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114247248018793550?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114247248018793550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114247248018793550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I've passed out from BMTC!! and yup, to serve as a living testimonial to all those recruits going in sooner or later... Bronco is a damn great company man.. haha.. hope u guys have the chance to get in there, and enjoy the life there in the warrant company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. so now i'm having my block leave till 19th Mar.. My posting results will be on 17th Mar.. Hopefully i wun get into those kinda sux units man.. Faggot units are a strong NONO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right.. looks like ppl have been running here and there busying themselves with their applications into universities.. it's sure hell irritating and time consuming having to type in all those essays or wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe when i typed in all the essays into the nus application form and clicked 'submit', the screen juz said i was over the time limit required to fill in the form.. imagine the frustration man!!!!!! it's like agony... [agony of having ur balls sliding down a blade from the top storey of the building] copyright from my OC.. hahaha.. ya.. and i had to redo every damn thing with bloody irritation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've been damn lazy.. I haven really commit my time in sorting out my army stuffs.. like cleaning my helmet (u have no idea how smelly tt is man..), sorting out my room with all the army stuffs sprawled over the table, cleaning my SBO too(there are still newspapers inside used for the POP to give it a square look).. haha.. I'm damn lazy man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. have been out for the past few days except today.. cuz i decided to be a good boy.. no lahx.. reasons: I was tired from gym yesterday, dun wanna spend money, try to read some stuffs (dun think it's fruitful though..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. i'm suffering from some couch potato disease and severe brain stagnation.. u noe the kinda feeling of not wanting to do anything but to just enjoy urself with something like movies, food, or just anything that u find enjoyable ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save me man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114233072050298702?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114233072050298702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114233072050298702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114233072050298702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114233072050298702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-114084271161368014</id><published>2006-02-25T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:09:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where is the love?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the world mama?&lt;br /&gt;People living like aint got no mamas&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama&lt;br /&gt;Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma&lt;br /&gt;Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism&lt;br /&gt;But we still got terrorists here livin&lt;br /&gt;In the USA the big CIA the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK&lt;br /&gt;But if you only have love for your own race&lt;br /&gt;Then you only leave space to discriminate&lt;br /&gt;And to discriminate only generates hate&lt;br /&gt;And if you hatin you're bound to get irate&lt;br /&gt;Yeah madness is what you demonstrate&lt;br /&gt;And that's exactly how anger works and operates&lt;br /&gt;You gotta have love just to set it straight&lt;br /&gt;Take control of your mind and meditate&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killing people dying&lt;br /&gt;Children hurtin you hear them crying&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn the other cheek?&lt;br /&gt;Father Father Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me got me questioning&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the love2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't the same all ways have changed&lt;br /&gt;New days are strange is the world the insane?&lt;br /&gt;If love and peace so strong&lt;br /&gt;Why are there pieces of love that don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Nations dropping bombs&lt;br /&gt;Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones&lt;br /&gt;With ongoing suffering&lt;br /&gt;As the youth die young&lt;br /&gt;So ask yourself is the loving really strong?&lt;br /&gt;So I can ask myself really what is going wrong&lt;br /&gt;With this world that we living in&lt;br /&gt;People keep on giving in&lt;br /&gt;Makin wrong decisions&lt;br /&gt;Only visions of them livin and&lt;br /&gt;Not respecting each other&lt;br /&gt;Deny thy brother&lt;br /&gt;The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover&lt;br /&gt;The truth is kept secret&lt;br /&gt;Swept under the rug&lt;br /&gt;If you never know truth&lt;br /&gt;Then you never know love&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love y'all?(I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the truth y'all?(I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love y'all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killing people dying Children hurtin you hear them crying&lt;br /&gt;Can practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn the other cheek?&lt;br /&gt;Father father father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me got me questioning&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?(where is the lovex3)(the lovex2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;As I'm getting older y'all people get colder&lt;br /&gt;Most of us only care about money makin&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction&lt;br /&gt;Wrong information always shown by the media&lt;br /&gt;Negative images is the main criteria&lt;br /&gt;Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria&lt;br /&gt;Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the values of humanity&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the fairness and equality&lt;br /&gt;Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity&lt;br /&gt;Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People killing people dying&lt;br /&gt;Children hurtin you hear them crying&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn the other cheek?&lt;br /&gt;Father Father Father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me got me questioning Where is the love?(fade)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114084271161368014?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114084271161368014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114084271161368014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114084271161368014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114084271161368014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-is-love.html' title='Where is the love?'/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-114084208355522735</id><published>2006-02-25T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:09:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life in the army..</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life in the Army..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have got to know some good buddies in army too.. but not in my section.. can't relly click well with them man.. except for one or two.. the good frens i know are all from other sections in my platoon.. my platoon is damn interesting.. interesting in the way that there're alot of weird individuals around.. more than the other platoons man.. makes life abit more difficult.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. like wad my PC and OC always say: 'all of us come from different walks of life.. learn to live with each other.. dun ostracize them..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's a saying that tells us how we should live our lives and in relation to people.. and that's when the message of love applies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fav equation:&lt;br /&gt;God is love;&lt;br /&gt;our lives are centred around God;&lt;br /&gt;and therefore, our lives are centred around love too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 12:29-31&lt;br /&gt;"The most important one," answered Jesus, "is this:' Hear me O Isreal, the Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.' The second is this: 'Love your neighbour as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then another in 1cor 13:4-7, it defines to u wad's love..&lt;br /&gt;'Love is patient; love is kind. It does not envy; it does not boast; it is not proud; It is not rude; it is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered; it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's a real lotsa things abt love.. and it sure seems impossible if u think abt it.. notice i use the word 'seems'.. hahaa.. and so it's actually possible, by the spirit of God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine wad will happen to the world if everybody noes the true meaning of love.. and noes also how to act in love everyday in life.. it will be a beautiful world man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i'm gonna explain further on love man.. it's really alot to say.. and u should get wad i mean by now ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114084208355522735?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114084208355522735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114084208355522735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114084208355522735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/114084208355522735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-in-army.html' title='life in the army..'/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-114083844486965310</id><published>2006-02-25T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:13:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings in army</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happenings in Army..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a real real real real long time since i had an entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i intended to update it.. but unfortunately... after typing a few hundred words, my comp played me out.. the whole bloody window of this blogger.com was closed for no reason... haha.. too bad man.. and now i have to write all abt the things that happen in the past few weeks.. lotsa things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. shan't be so descriptive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i've gone thru&lt;br /&gt;live range,&lt;br /&gt;grenade assault course (GAC),&lt;br /&gt;IPPT (fitness test),&lt;br /&gt;field camp&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;SIT test (kinda army test in the outfield).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now left with&lt;br /&gt;Basic Assault Course (BAC)&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Standard Obstacle Course (SOC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life so far has been quite ok.. Coping quite well and learnt a number of things..&lt;br /&gt;A navy recruitment officer joked about the difference in serving in army and navy.. he said that in navy u get to study alot of things and u dun need to wear SBO and helmet.. dun need to dig trench and wadeva.. whereas in army, all u have in the head at the end of the day is vulgarities and trench digging.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-114083844486965310?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114083844486965310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=114083844486965310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lone roamer today man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels good&lt;br /&gt;my soul had some rest&lt;br /&gt;refreshed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm real thirsty for wisdom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113861148595477128?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113861148595477128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113861148595477128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113861148595477128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113861148595477128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/walking-alone-around-town-finding.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113858151091038636</id><published>2006-01-30T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:38:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are the wind&lt;br /&gt;who blow all the dark clouds away&lt;br /&gt;u are the light&lt;br /&gt;who shines thru the darkness in me&lt;br /&gt;your word feeds me&lt;br /&gt;u open my eyes when all seem so dim and hopeless&lt;br /&gt;u turn my eyes towards u&lt;br /&gt;and all the pain disappear&lt;br /&gt;thanks man..&lt;br /&gt;i needed tt message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things happen for a purpose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113858151091038636?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113858151091038636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113858151091038636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113858151091038636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113858151091038636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-wind-who-blow-all-dark-clouds.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113851003729612445</id><published>2006-01-29T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T12:47:17.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dark clouds&lt;br /&gt;rainy days&lt;br /&gt;no sun&lt;br /&gt;no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's my world..&lt;br /&gt;as i dwell in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;bearing the fruits of miseries&lt;br /&gt;messed up, no peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i roam ard the city&lt;br /&gt;wasting my days like tt is such a pity&lt;br /&gt;ya, i'm pathetic&lt;br /&gt;so? oh well.. i dun care, freak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it off man..&lt;br /&gt;shake the shits off&lt;br /&gt;help me, big guy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113851003729612445?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113851003729612445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113851003729612445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113851003729612445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113851003729612445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/dark-clouds-rainy-days-no-sun-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113842118515554240</id><published>2006-01-28T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T12:06:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno dunno DUNNO!!!&lt;br /&gt;wad the shit is happening man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my sis fainted this morn and now there's some prob btw my dad and mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad's up man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't ppl keep their cool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113842118515554240?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113791743265904857</id><published>2006-01-22T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:10:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all right man..&lt;br /&gt;the honeymoon period in army is over when i get back to camp this evening.. haha.. reporting 1945 at pasir ris interchange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. things are going fine.. and i'm actually quite fine too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i'm not super fine..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. well..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm not living&lt;br /&gt;i guess..&lt;br /&gt;think my bloody vulgarity usage is coming back.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;cuz u noe.. everybody is like using it.. call it peer pressure? wahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's the prob u noe..&lt;br /&gt;u go in and ur life is army life&lt;br /&gt;not 'the life'&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not aware enuf of myself&lt;br /&gt;live by the flesh&lt;br /&gt;joke man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;always the prob of humans&lt;br /&gt;we noe wad's the right thing to do&lt;br /&gt;we noe how we shld live&lt;br /&gt;but the prob is we are not aware of it enuf&lt;br /&gt;ignorance u noe.. ignorance is the thing tt plague this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's really damn sad.. but well.. in him, we shld be optimistic..&lt;br /&gt;for there's hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113791743265904857?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113791743265904857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113791743265904857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113791743265904857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113791743265904857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/all-right-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113654631602241360</id><published>2006-01-06T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:18:36.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well.. i'm going into army life tmr man.. so wad shall i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. in fact, i'm not very excited abt it.. i think not even a tinge of excitement? i shld say i only have a feeling of err... juz anticipation and preparation.. perhaps it's becuz i've long been mentally prepared.. the only prob is, i dun think i'm physically prepared! haha.. cuz i still feel abit heaty and my ankle is still abit stiff.. oh well.. but god will take care of tt..amen for tt man.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got one super young junior who msged me to ask me to take care man.. haha.. i replied him to take care too.. he's juz err.. turning 14 this year? haha.. real young.. then he told me:"hope it wun be too horrible.." hahaha.. so i replied him the crux of the below paragraph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think horrible anot? it all depends on the mind.. how u set ur mind will determine how u view things ya? and so... maintaining a positive mindset in wadeva u do would be good man.. anyway, wadeva the case, there really isn't anything to worry abt.. stress comes from fear.. and the manifestations of these may affect u physically man.. so... worry for WAD? god's grace is more than sufficient, amen? so ya.. like wad all ppl say.. 'it's all in the mind..' hahaha.. for me.. it's abit of change in my philosophy.. 'it's all by the spirit' is my substitution for tt quote.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at my life.. i think it's real interesting.. thank god tt i knew him halfway man.. or else i really wun noe where i'll wander for the rest of my life.. haha.. lotsa shits i've gone thru, but well.. these shits sure help me grow alot.. haha.. u shld imagine me as a plant absorbing the nutrients from the shits.. cool man.. juz wanna thank god for everything man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i think tt's enuf shits i've written? oh well ppl.. i juz wanna tell u guys this: 'LIVE A LIFE MAN!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u live it? haha.. tt's for u to find out.. Note: there's only one TRUTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113654631602241360?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113654631602241360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113654631602241360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113654631602241360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113654631602241360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113625203814200271</id><published>2006-01-03T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T09:33:58.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the future is so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;live or die tmr.. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;tt's y, live as if u'll die tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u, i cherish so much&lt;br /&gt;tt i can't bear to part&lt;br /&gt;ur beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;ever-sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;i remember every trace of ur face&lt;br /&gt;as i always meet u there so frequently&lt;br /&gt;but as every dawn comes, u'll leave me&lt;br /&gt;the part of the jigsaw of my life&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreaming as if i'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends,&lt;br /&gt;all of whom bring different lights to my life&lt;br /&gt;a colourful life..&lt;br /&gt;zillion thanks for being part of my life&lt;br /&gt;u're a group of ppl tt god has richly blessed me with&lt;br /&gt;brothers and sisters, all are to me&lt;br /&gt;the blood buddies.. i'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;we've gone thru thick and thin together&lt;br /&gt;all shits and obstacles, we've overcome&lt;br /&gt;those times.. are deeply etched in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun live in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;tt's so part of the world&lt;br /&gt;live with love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113625203814200271?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113625203814200271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113625203814200271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113625203814200271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113625203814200271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/future-is-so-uncertain-live-or-die-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113616804762480780</id><published>2006-01-02T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T10:14:07.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/100_2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/320/100_2732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. u noe wad?!?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sprained my ankle on new yr's eve morning while i'm playing bball!! haha.. and tt's real bad... hopefully it will heal in a few days time and i'll be fit again.. or else i'll be out of course and become clerk or something... whoa.. tt's really sad man.. but oh well.. i'm seeing wad'll be in store for me man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my new yr's eve in my church for countdown.. not bad too.. cuz the sermon was quite good and i can get to relate to my cell leader on some stuffs too.. haha.. quite a fruitful day.. perhaps it's destined tt i got a sprain and juz have to go to church to countdown instead of going to the parties.. hahaha.. we shld learn how to look at things beyond the surface ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. it's gonna be another happening day today.. gotta go and have steamboat with alot of sas frens.. and in the evening, gotta go out with some sajc frens.. haha.. hope my ankle can take it.. oh well.. god will take care of me man... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace in the hearts peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113616804762480780?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113616804762480780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113616804762480780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113616804762480780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113616804762480780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113591273757980680</id><published>2005-12-30T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:18:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how cool alcohol is ya?&lt;br /&gt;it juz drown u..&lt;br /&gt;unwind u and let ur whole damn self float&lt;br /&gt;u feel like a balloon going higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;into cloud nine&lt;br /&gt;no troubles, no worries&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well.. i can't forget u..&lt;br /&gt;i lay there dazed&lt;br /&gt;in my head, it's ur face&lt;br /&gt;ah freak.. time's up, and i gotta go&lt;br /&gt;back home, i puked and cursed&lt;br /&gt;cursed about life, cursed about everything&lt;br /&gt;cursed myself&lt;br /&gt;after all the shits, i stagger to my bed&lt;br /&gt;eyes closed and then i'm in dreamland&lt;br /&gt;u're there too.. my goodness..&lt;br /&gt;u held my hand, and u looked gently into my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;ur beautiful lips moved and started to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Disgusting shit!!! U reeked of bloody alcohol and ur shirt has so much puke stains!! PISS OFF man!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she turns red and swell like a real fat lady with a sinister face! aaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like alcohol ain't so cool ya... hahahahaahahahaahaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113591273757980680?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113591273757980680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113591273757980680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113591273757980680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113591273757980680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-cool-alcohol-is-ya-it-juz-drown-u.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113565764744350580</id><published>2005-12-27T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T16:36:12.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/8219454541337l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/8219454541337l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. went to the new sajc site this morning man.. tt site was where the old SAS site stood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. reliving memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe tt when i'm strolling ard the new site, i have a feeling of wanting to go back to the past.. give me a time portal man!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A BIG CHANGE!! no more quadrangle, no more big fields.. no more 'feeling', the feeling of being at home in SAS.. I still remember the times i marched wi&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/1477637736121l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/1477637736121l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;th my fellow buddies, doing pushups on the bloody hot road, and assembling around the quadrangle for morning sharing.. this was the home for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saints..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. the most memorable times in that site was probably the &lt;strong&gt;Knight's Meeting&lt;/strong&gt; of sjab. It's the day where all of us members, play all sorts of physical games throughout the whole night till next morning.. there's this one knight's meeting when one of my best buddies, teck ching, trip and fell and fractured his arm.. real happening man.. haha.. then when i was sec 2, i think... we were playing this game we &lt;strong&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/strong&gt; play at night, called Dracula.. it's a kind of catching game.. and we hide all over the school.. i remembered i climbed together with a few other guys on the&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/10176650055935l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/52/23/4643225/10176650055935l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chapel into a small space where the air-con is.. exciting man.. but in the end, one of the guys is the Dracula!!! freak.. wasted man.. throughout the whole game, it's like wrestling.. cuz u need to really 'capture' the guy... then one guy kana knocked on the bench and suffered abit of a head injury.. haha.. u can see how violent ppl in the sas can get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other unforgettable memories are the times when we celebrate promotions and bdays.. the bashing was really crazy.. i kana one of the worst!!! kana poured drinks and cakes on me, like shit like tt.. and so many ppl were chasing me as though i've stolen 10 million bucks.. wrestle me onto the ground, and pulled me across 2 bloody fields!!!! my back was like full of scratches.. then being threw into the pond... and then pushed into the toilet and be whacked.. those &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; times.. hahaha.. i wonder how many fishes have been killed.. and the training camps we had there.. and the orientation camps me and some buddies held for the new sec1s.. we were called the AFGM.. stands for 'a few good men'.. hahaha.. kinda student council thingy.. and remembering how we strive so hard to win the first aid competitions and to groom our juniors to carry on the &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid145/pf1be68efdd37ef8c052f87921900d8b4/f66c76e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid145/pf1be68efdd37ef8c052f87921900d8b4/f66c76e2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;winning.. &lt;em&gt;reap wad u have sown&lt;/em&gt; man.. haha.. tough times, happy times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why we say.. &lt;em&gt;the only thing constant in life is change..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113565764744350580?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113565764744350580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113565764744350580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113565764744350580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113565764744350580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-well_27.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113548615782428855</id><published>2005-12-25T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:13:06.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so totally shagged now... and i'm gonna sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. be4 i go, i shall write a brief entry on the happenings of christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest morning, played bball..&lt;br /&gt;went home, showered and rushed to Light of Christ Church&lt;br /&gt;received a santa hat from yiz..&lt;br /&gt;met up with alan there..&lt;br /&gt;and with a former sec 1 i knew as i was his camp instructor.. wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then went back home.. get my things and off i went to harbour front to meet my buddies..&lt;br /&gt;bought chips and drinks..&lt;br /&gt;i bought some cookies from the choco stall at hbf too..&lt;br /&gt;and i joked with all the sales peeps there!?!?&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa and chill with weichong, enoch, jerome, danny..&lt;br /&gt;waited for teckching and her gf there&lt;br /&gt;played some forfeit games..&lt;br /&gt;real joke...&lt;br /&gt;i din suggest to drink beer this time, surprisingly, ENOCH wanna drink!?&lt;br /&gt;so we bought a jug and played zongjimima.. gotta finish an amount at one go.. haha&lt;br /&gt;weichong kana the most times&lt;br /&gt;then we decide to find a new place to settle down..&lt;br /&gt;i led the trek in search of the scary place in sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;and we roam and roam, in the end we ended up in the shangrila hotel!!!&lt;br /&gt;the toilet is sosososo nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;sweet aroma.. everything is nice!! i dun mind staying in there.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then we loiter by the pool side and settle there for a while to play bridge..&lt;br /&gt;rain comes and we move to the lobby area&lt;br /&gt;crap till eyelids become heavy..&lt;br /&gt;board the bus back to mainland on seven something&lt;br /&gt;went for my church's service at paya lebar methodist church&lt;br /&gt;got gifts from my boss, cell leader..&lt;br /&gt;then back home.. finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. sleepin now.. have a blessed christmas mate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113548615782428855?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113548615782428855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113548615782428855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113548615782428855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113548615782428855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-totally-shagged-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113539149241609367</id><published>2005-12-24T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:41:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosy's Miracle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Nancy Jo Sullivan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(A little story for all of u guys on Christmas.. haha.. enjoy..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/42b4e19b_e8cd/bc/images/jerusalem.jpg?bfTkLrDBU7xJOyUO"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/bc/42b4e19b_e8cd/bc/images/jerusalem.jpg?bfTkLrDBU7xJOyUO" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Israel. The shiny black letters were set against the bright yellow background of the brochure. It was posted prominently on the bulletin board in Rosy's college cafeteria. With a backpack flung over her shoulder, Rosy scanned the posted ad as she drank coffee from the styrofoam cup. "Come travel with us... Come see the Holy Land," the flyer said. Memories from her childhood come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembered sitting with her family at church when she was ten years old, the pastor showing slides of Israel. Enchanted, she memorized each sacred place: the rough terrain of the Jordan River, the aqua blue of the Mediterranean Sea, the white stones that framed the tomb of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please Lord.. let me see Israel someday," she had prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memory quickly fadedd as the bell for her next class rang. Jotting down the phone number on the brochure, she rushed off to a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night in her dorm room as she was unable to concentrate on her studies, she held the phone number in her hand. She wanted to call but she knew an international trip was not in her budget. Finances were tight in her family. She was working her way through school, subsidizing financial aid with meager waitress salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the phone anyway. "It won't hurt to call," she told herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A youth pastor answered. He was happy to share the Israel itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much will the trip cost?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A thousand dollars," the pastor replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry," she said. "I can't afford it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I won't be needing payment until July 1. That will give you three months," he said kindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor seemed to sense her disappointment. "Maybe God wants to work a miracle for you. Why don't you pray about it?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A miracle," Rosy muttered as she hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had never thought of asking God for something as big as a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daily prayers had always been generic: "Lord, bless my family.. protect my friends.. help me with this exam..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she ask God for a thousand dollars? God needed to tend to those whose needs were greater than hers - the poor, the lonely, the starving of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She crumpled the phone number and threw it in the wastebasket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hours she tried to distract herself with homework, but she kept hearing the pastor's words: &lt;em&gt;Why don't you pray about it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon she was on her knees, her head bowed, her hands folded: "Lord, I'm sorry for asking for so much. I know you are busy answering more urgent prayers," she began, "but I'd like to go to Israel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As weeks passed, Rosy prayed every night that God would provide a way for her to finance the trip. Though her intercessions were heartfelt, she always apologized for her request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, I know this is a lot to ask," she would pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of July arrived. Rosy woke up early just as the sun was rising. She was staying at a girlfriend's house in a private room decorated with white linens and a silver wall cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosy lingered in bed for a while. " It's the last day to turn in the money," she told herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bible lay close to her bedside. She opened it and began reading a passage from the book of Ezekiel: "I am going to send you to the nation of Israel," the verse proclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could the words be meant for her? Rosy closed her eyes. "Lord, give me faith to believe that You can still work a miracle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later, her friend knocked on the door. "Let's go out to breakfast," she suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the two of them drove to a restaurant, her friend pulled into the driveway of a steepled church. "I'll be right back; I've got to drop something off," she told Rosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rosy waited in the car, she looked toward the garage of the church restory. Inside, she saw a tall man in a flannel shirt. He was fixing a bicycle. She recognised him. He had often ridden past her college, and they had waved to each other many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the car, she walked toward the garage and exchanged a small talk with the man, His name was Lenny, and he was a seminarian. He wanted to be a pastor and was living at the shurch for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His commitment to God had compelled him to live a life of simplicity. He had pared down his possessions, giving his car to a homeless man. He dreamed of serving the poor in a third world country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God gives generously so we in turn can do the same," he told Rosy as he oiled the chain of his bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosy grew quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His simple lifestyle seemed to contradict her fervent prayers for a thousand dollars. Was she wrong in asking God for so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what are your plans for the rest of the summer?" Lenny asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think... I'm.... going to Israel," Rosy said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told him how she had always hoped to see the Holy Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a trip scheduled for August. I can't afford it but I've been praying for a miracle," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny gave the tire on his bike a test twirl. "How much do you need?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A thousand dollars," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have been praying that God would answer a prayer of yours, and I've been praying that God would answer a prayer of mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that he had recently inherited a large sum of money and that he'd been praying that God would show him what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But last week," he grinned, "I received an additional inheritance of a thousand dollars. Ever since, I've been asking God who it's for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Rosy didn't understand what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That person is you," Lenny said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nodded. "You!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later, Lenny handed her a on thousand dollars check dated July 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How should I repay you?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny wasn't at all concerned. "Pay it back to someone who needs it more than I do," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that August, Rosy went to Israel. She hiked along the rocks of the Jordan River, she swam in the cool aqua blue waters of the Mediterranian Sea, and she smelled the fragrant roses that framed the garden tomb of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she trod the homeland of God, she couldn't stop thinking about Lenny's generosity. By sharing an unconditional gift, Lenny had displayed the love of a gracious God who gives without measure or limits. It was a brand of giving that she would model for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years later, Rosy hasn't forgotten her commitment. Now a wife and mother, she spends her free time working with the poor, encouraging the lonely, and caring for the handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever she hears of a financial need, she writes out a check, sending it off without a return address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she drops the anonymous gift in the mailbox, she remembers the words of Lenny, now a missionary to the poor of the third world. God gives generously so we can do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beautiful story, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113539149241609367?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113539149241609367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113539149241609367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113539149241609367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113539149241609367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/rosys-miracle-by-nancy-jo-sullivan.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113531039875827158</id><published>2005-12-23T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:59:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was quite fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an early christmas celebration with a number of cells together at jac's place.. sounds like jack's place yea? haha.. our cell was organising it, cuz we are the eldest cell... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're so much food man.. roast chicken, roast duck, mash potato, tom yam soup, fried nuggets and popcorn chicken (me, my fren and jac fried them), log cake, fried bee hoon, pineapple rice and pizza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the younger kids were playing games.. me and jerome were eating.. hahhaa.. cuz we were frying while the kids were eating.. so well.. i was eating continuously.. think i ate the most.. too much leftover le.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the kids were playing passing the parcel game ya? so me and jerome use our special ability to concoct a drink for the forfeit.. hahahah.. the vomiting drink!!! of course, we tested it first be4 giving it to them lahx.. in case they cannot take it.. hahaha.. oh well... tt's quite a success in making them irked with disgust man.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well... really thank God tt the party was a success!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113531039875827158?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113531039875827158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113531039875827158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113531039875827158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113531039875827158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-was-quite-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113530829916890156</id><published>2005-12-23T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:37:15.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well.. looks like i'll have to write 5 weird/ random thigs abt myself to play brandon's 'funny' game.. give u abit of face lahx huh.. hahaha.. but i'll not pass this game to other ppl.. oh well.. here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to roam around Singapore by myself sometimes and then stone at one nice place such as a beach.. i'll bring my notebook with me and write some shits in it.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have frequent dreams abt myself smoking endlessly.. and i felt really happy smoking in my dreams... tt's super duper weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think alot about life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate wearing boxers and i hate making myself look decent and good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/0512/m31_gendler_Nmosaic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/0512/m31_gendler_Nmosaic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i'm interested in the universe and the stars.. ya.. i love looking at the stars..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113530829916890156?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113530829916890156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113530829916890156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113530829916890156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113530829916890156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-well_23.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113516189271153004</id><published>2005-12-21T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:44:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/crap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/320/crap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how alike are we??????&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahhaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113516189271153004?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113516189271153004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113516189271153004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113516189271153004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113516189271153004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-alike-are-we-wahahahahahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113513196408064740</id><published>2005-12-21T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:55:42.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm like every other teen &lt;a href="http://deathchild.canalblog.com/images/sadness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://deathchild.canalblog.com/images/sadness.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang out, talk shit, play bball, roam the streets, normal as it seems&lt;br /&gt;i smile the same kinda smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as nothing makes me happy then and now&lt;br /&gt;jokes only make me ticklish&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing for me to relish&lt;br /&gt;deep inside me, there's a monster&lt;br /&gt;it eats my insides and i become hollow and empty.. tt's a sucker..&lt;br /&gt;they dunno the things tt i've gone thru&lt;br /&gt;parents divorced, severe depression, living on scrapes, never full..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a whole&lt;br /&gt;in me, there's a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to share my probs&lt;br /&gt;cover my heart with an impenetrable shield &lt;a href="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/11850000/11850402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/11850000/11850402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it becomes hard, wrung, difficult to be healed&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm afraid of rejection&lt;br /&gt;wad happens when my frens noe abt all these&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder whether they are really frens&lt;br /&gt;frens won't condemn me right?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. dunno.. DUNNO!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a whole&lt;br /&gt;in me, there's a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;drugs, alcohol, smoking... i'm lured&lt;br /&gt;actually, nothing of all these can make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;well.. one good thing is that it makes my life shorter&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn screwed&lt;br /&gt;i blame every single shit on this world&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a whole&lt;br /&gt;in me, there's a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hey buddy, i'm here to help &lt;a href="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/10317000/10317366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/10317000/10317366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call on me&lt;br /&gt;give me ur heart&lt;br /&gt;open it up&lt;br /&gt;let it be vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;it'll then soften&lt;br /&gt;i'll then fill the hole&lt;br /&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;and u'll be whole&lt;br /&gt;cast to me, ur sorrows and worries&lt;br /&gt;and i'll give u peace and joy in exchange&lt;br /&gt;ask for the things u want&lt;br /&gt;and i shall give u&lt;br /&gt;let me be in u&lt;br /&gt;let me look after u..' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113513196408064740?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113513196408064740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113513196408064740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113513196408064740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113513196408064740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-like-every-other-teen-hang-out-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113505208326693131</id><published>2005-12-20T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:24:41.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brasseries-kronenbourg.com/_corporate_uk/marques/media/carlsberg/b_carlsberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.brasseries-kronenbourg.com/_corporate_uk/marques/media/carlsberg/b_carlsberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brasseries-kronenbourg.com/_corporate_uk/marques/media/carlsberg/b_carlsberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. I have a bad sore throat, and my body is aching like shit.. it's all due to insufficient sleep, 1 big bottle of carlsberg, good fried hawker food and gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/10219000/10219981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a1259.g.akamai.net/f/1259/5586/1d/images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/10219000/10219981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok.. well.. met up with some of my classmates on sunday to have dinner and play pool.. the food at the esplanade hawker center sure rock my socks man.. after that, we went to the rooftop terrace with all our alcoholic drinks.. sit in a circle and talk abt ouselves.. I must say that tt's a meaningul gathering when all of us share some parts of our lives and also about the meaning of life.. we were planning to talk abt each person going clockwise in a circle, but there's not enuf time!!! haha.. so we only managed to talk abt gilbert.. but still, it's still enriching.. cuz gilbert is a wise guy man.. yup.. basically shared with each other abt life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... then went to pony's place to watch soccer.. Arsenal versus Chelsea.. what a disappointing match!!!!!!!!!!!! Score was 2-0, Chelsea won..... aaaahhhh... went to the new sajc campus the next morning.. not bad.. quite nice.. especially the gallery area.. then went gym and bust my butts off in it.. haha.. played pool in the evening with my friend at the newly opened pool center at my house downstairs.. not bad.. then ate prata at boon keng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. eventful days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113505208326693131?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113505208326693131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113505208326693131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113505208326693131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113505208326693131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-man_20.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113487298609408596</id><published>2005-12-18T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T10:39:49.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Along the Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/crackedpot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/400/crackedpot.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on an end of a pole, which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a full two years, this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.. perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection and miserable that it was able to accomplish half of what it had been made to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" asked the water bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have been able for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack on my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all these work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wildflowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again, the pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seedds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are. he would not have had this beauty to grace his house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has our unique flaws. But if we still allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. Don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and you too can be the cause of beauty. Know that in our weakness we find our strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113487298609408596?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113487298609408596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113487298609408596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113487298609408596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113487298609408596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/along-path.html' title='Along the Path'/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113481692101209030</id><published>2005-12-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T18:55:21.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well... this week is 'Camp Week' for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to camp at labrador adventure center and then in the school for Fitness Retreat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really an eventful week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt bridge and is quite obsessed by it..&lt;br /&gt;went to New Creation Church for service on thurs evening..&lt;br /&gt;ate for the first time at sizzler.. (not very nice though..)&lt;br /&gt;was jacking eric the whole time..&lt;br /&gt;played bball&lt;br /&gt;did gym&lt;br /&gt;manage to scare a group while playing something like hide and seek at labrador... i was covered with poncho and creep ppl out with caimin.. hahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;took lotsa photos with frens and juniors, mr lim and ms lee&lt;br /&gt;made garlic bread and stink our breaths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. great week! gonna go for service now! byez ppl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113481692101209030?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113481692101209030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113481692101209030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113481692101209030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113481692101209030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113461555514475859</id><published>2005-12-15T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:59:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/CIMG2788.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/400/CIMG2788.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna live in those houses behind tt tree man.. the beautiful green and large grounds ideal for stargazing.. woohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113461555514475859?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113461555514475859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113461555514475859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113461555514475859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113461555514475859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wanna-live-in-those-houses-behind-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113456767681722027</id><published>2005-12-14T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:45:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.. i juz came back from camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. the camp is actually quite fun.. as usual, there's the trek which will sort of drain our souls... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and i had walked the trek for the 3rd time!! and huihan the 4th time!! omg.. we, the old birds, still like to chiong ya? reliving the memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. took some photos with huihan last week when we recce on our own to find a short cut from the school to kent ridge.. and we accidentally bashed thru an out-of-bounds area!! tt's the National Parks' Nursery.. Luckily, we weren't in any hot shit, the person juz let us off.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;let's see the pics, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;starting from sajc..&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. are we gonna miss this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nursery we infiltrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally at kent ridge.. huihan is really not happy abt all these.. he wanna conquer this damn trek... hahaha.. he's the tough guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these are all the obscene pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess who's he talking to?? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://sg.geocities.com/ghimkui/CIMG2808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;huihan is damn cool.. pen spinning sia..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh well... tt's all folks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113456767681722027?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113456767681722027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113456767681722027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113456767681722027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun starts its descend beneath the ocean&lt;br /&gt;the sky is everchanging, indicating the many colours of life&lt;br /&gt;blue to orange, to pink, to violet..&lt;br /&gt;darkness finally prevails&lt;br /&gt;i like the darkness&lt;br /&gt;it gives me a sense of tranquility and security&lt;br /&gt;perhaps a false sense of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat by the beach and embrace the wind&lt;br /&gt;the smell of the sea invigorate my senses&lt;br /&gt;the drawing of the black curtain before me&lt;br /&gt;seems to tell me a story about life&lt;br /&gt;the breeze is sometimes so cold&lt;br /&gt;that it sting my face like formless tentacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came here to enjoy some silence&lt;br /&gt;sickening it is to have some rascals around me&lt;br /&gt;which spoil the melody of nature and still&lt;br /&gt;but as the black curtain is drawn&lt;br /&gt;the noise finally sibsides&lt;br /&gt;i wonder the magical powers of the night&lt;br /&gt;which can bring both peace and fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finished my book&lt;br /&gt;and look up at the sky to see the twinkling lights&lt;br /&gt;my mind wander as i lay on my back to immerse in the beauty of creations&lt;br /&gt;starry eyed, i see increasingly more lights pop out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;i juz keep sinking and sinking into the beauty of darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the varsity of the universe is beyond imagination&lt;br /&gt;human wisdom is so shallow to understand the creations&lt;br /&gt;great is Him for his creations&lt;br /&gt;for His wisdom surpasses all&lt;br /&gt;i'm so awed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how insignificant i am&lt;br /&gt;how humble i am before the heavens&lt;br /&gt;how true it is that i'm equivalent to dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so very weak&lt;br /&gt;and my wisdom is so very shallow&lt;br /&gt;but i know, there's someone i can depend on&lt;br /&gt;through him, all things are possible&lt;br /&gt;though i'm weak, but in Him i'm strong&lt;br /&gt;my worries are no more, for there is peace in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true love cast away all fear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113386196978864510?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113386196978864510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113386196978864510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113386196978864510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113386196978864510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/sun-starts-its-descend-beneath-ocean.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113430613805704750</id><published>2005-12-11T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:02:18.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god.. i'm feeling very 'tortoise' rite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new blog skin!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113430613805704750?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113430613805704750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113430613805704750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113430613805704750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113430613805704750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113426994782136660</id><published>2005-12-11T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:59:07.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm home alone today!!! as the rest of my family went malaysia for my cousin's wedding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. i'm so bored.. hafta boil water myself and wadeva.. wad's got onto me man???? i feel like doing housework? wad the...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok man.. i shall do a proper housework today.. so as to bring order back to my room and my computer desk.. havent savage the damage that the 'hurricane' brought into my room since ermx.. 4 months ago? oh man.. that's really slow reconstructuring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i still dun act, i think it'll juz stay as a sort of thrash dump? ya.. wad am i waiting for? for the sky to drop? hahaha.. i'm totally crapified today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right then.. no more NATO ya? (No Action, Talk Only).. good bye, as i start my 'Hurricane Alevels' clearing project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i'm a damn lame shit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113426994782136660?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113426994782136660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113426994782136660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113426994782136660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113426994782136660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-home-alone-today-as-rest-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113422605211745987</id><published>2005-12-10T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T22:47:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.. hike today for 20 over km in the morning since 0800..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bag was like so BIG.. seems like carrying a reaaallllyyy heavy-duty bomb.. carried so many bottles.. so damn heavy man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the bag straps are like gonna stink big time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked for ard 7 hours plus.. u can imagine the pain on ur trapezius(shoulders) man.. ache like the sensation of squishing balls.. arrgghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sun.. woohoo.. my skin is so red as though i'm a cooked crab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a terrorist surveying singapore during the whole hike.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;gain good experience in this kinda hikes with heavy load.. cuz it's like i'm having island life real soon? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the adverse effects of the hike..&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed it very much.. cuz of the company of frens, who created so many colourful conversations.. hahaha.. i sort of like the physical pain too.. sweat it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. my butt muscles hurt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113422605211745987?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113412794711306903</id><published>2005-12-09T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:32:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DUN DUN DUN LEMME SEE TT SHIT PIC AGAIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is like being plunged thru by a sword, and then roughly pulled out again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113412794711306903?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113412794711306903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113412794711306903' title='0 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emptiness?&lt;br /&gt;nahx... it's all in the head man&lt;br /&gt;nothing can fill me as much as god himself&lt;br /&gt;unveiling the mystery of life..&lt;br /&gt;tt's wad i'm gonna do man..&lt;br /&gt;and so i understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro-life.. ppl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113409771861549623?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113409771861549623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113409771861549623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113409771861549623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of old frens too..&lt;br /&gt;oh man... i'm so gonna miss all of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. take care ppl.. all of u are part of my life&lt;br /&gt;cherish u guys man..&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113391648467159419?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113391648467159419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113391648467159419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113391648467159419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113391648467159419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-8659435.post-113357421423207692</id><published>2005-12-03T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T09:43:34.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day passed with the mark of dawn&lt;br /&gt;shades of orange, green and purple colour the sky&lt;br /&gt;then the black curtain is drawn across it&lt;br /&gt;twinkling lights decorate it&lt;br /&gt;as i stare at the innumerable stars&lt;br /&gt;a constellation of u appears before me&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to tell u&lt;br /&gt;so much to share with u&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly, i talk to the stars&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. i think i'm abit moonstruck&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz a plain old silly dreamer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113348842114574863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113348842114574863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/will-u-let-me-carry-ya-let-me-share-ur.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113339609221817854</id><published>2005-12-01T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T08:14:52.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so bored...&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading alot&lt;br /&gt;and when i'm not doing anything&lt;br /&gt;i'll be thinking&lt;br /&gt;my mind wun rest&lt;br /&gt;and i'm opening my eyes to see things beyond..&lt;br /&gt;yawnz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113339609221817854?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113339609221817854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113339609221817854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113339609221817854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113339609221817854'/><link rel='alternate' 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-8659435.post-113314851632343647</id><published>2005-11-28T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:28:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. went to malaysia for my cousin's(my mum's side) wedding recently&lt;br /&gt;really fun man.. thot the wedding will be quite sianz.. but i was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. of course different from singapore type one lahx...&lt;br /&gt;in malaysia, wedding dinners are like so happening!&lt;br /&gt;everybody is like chatting and laughing&lt;br /&gt;there are uncountables 'yum seng'&lt;br /&gt;ppl going ard table to chat...&lt;br /&gt;wad a boisterious bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alot of my uncles and aunties(mum's side)&lt;br /&gt;tot some of them will not come..&lt;br /&gt;cuz apparently, some of them are having conflicts&lt;br /&gt;ya.. my family actually haven had any contact with them for quite a long time&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i still talk to all my uncles and aunties..&lt;br /&gt;they're not my enemies anyway&lt;br /&gt;i dun like to make enemies too&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my stay in malaysia, it's really like food fiesta!&lt;br /&gt;every meal is great!&lt;br /&gt;singapore's food has no fight with malaysia's man&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, my father's bro is a chef doing zu3 cao3..&lt;br /&gt;food is superb man..&lt;br /&gt;we went out to have bah kut teh in the morning yest in malaysia&lt;br /&gt;it was also super super superb!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dun think i can find any bahkuteh in spore that can beat tt man&lt;br /&gt;wah seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;that fellow relatives are having conflicts with each other&lt;br /&gt;they are fellow siblings man..&lt;br /&gt;u noe when i go to the wedding, i dun even noe who're my cousins man&lt;br /&gt;it's only until when i noe who're the sons and daughters of my uncles and aunties.. haha&lt;br /&gt;so i was like trying to memorise their faces that day man.. had some chat too.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen my grandma too.. grandpa has passed away..&lt;br /&gt;so she's alone now..&lt;br /&gt;staying up at dunno which of my uncle's house&lt;br /&gt;she seems to be tossed around her sons&lt;br /&gt;whom dun wanna let her stay at their places..&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with her too..&lt;br /&gt;she's all smiles, so happy to be at the wedding, where she can have alot of ppl to chat with.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;she smiles and told me, nobody wants ah ma, u muz be a filial boy ok..&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe wad to say.. juz smile back and hold her hand..&lt;br /&gt;my heart felt like it's contracted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the course of the dinner, ahma went ard and ask my cousins when are they going to get married..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. cuz she said she likes to eat..&lt;br /&gt;i think it's more like she wanna have this kind of company and joy instead...&lt;br /&gt;my mum suddenly look at me and say, can wait for me.. wth!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like huh? everybody was like laughing lahx.. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;ahma still tell me to rmbr to invite her sia..&lt;br /&gt;and said she has a super long life, so can attend my wedding dinner.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;alot of my uncles, aunties and cousins ask me whether i have galfren anot.. dun have lahx.. hahaha..freak man..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. and i drank martell that day.. but only abit.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno man.. this time, the trip to malaysia seems to be diff from my past visits..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's aging symptoms..&lt;br /&gt;the eyes of my heart open to see many things, i've never deem be4&lt;br /&gt;i think it's been a few years since i went malaysia cuz of my camps and packed schedules..&lt;br /&gt;i see my relatives, they've been aging man.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113292830312089706</id><published>2005-11-25T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:18:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is one cool part abt humans&lt;br /&gt;we have feelings&lt;br /&gt;u love it or hate it&lt;br /&gt;u cld even love and hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is messing up my head&lt;br /&gt;ya.. though i'm keeping my cool..&lt;br /&gt;but things are really twisting inside man..&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the fun and the pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113292830312089706?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113292830312089706/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps things will not turn out well&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it'll not become wad i'm expecting&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's juz some wishful thinking of mine&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's impossible&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it'll be a total screwup&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm juz a born failure&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm jinxed&lt;br /&gt;perhaps when i'm down, i'll never get up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. perhaps all these will not happen!&lt;br /&gt;get it peeps? dun need me to spell it all out to u rite?&lt;br /&gt;u guys are intellectuals.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113283875961410093?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113283875961410093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. juz watched harry potter.. quite nice.. the only thing is that, they changed the plot! haha.. so different man.. yup, went out with my sas buddies today at bugis, after watching the movie, we went to the arcade to play datona.. haven been playing for a super long time man.. played until quite violent, cuz we were like trying to cause each other to bang and fly.. haha.. tt's abt it man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. a sudden increase of free time means that i've gotta keep finding things to do.. haha.. i'm now into astrology and astronomy.. going to lib and doing abit of reading.. the universe is juz so big and fascinating.. it's juz beyond human wisdom to try understand all these things.. and i've juz borrowed 'order of phoenix' from my fren to continue the harry potter saga.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ppl enjoying the hols now.. wish u guys have a fruitful holiday yeah? haha..&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-8659435.post-113265540145799548</id><published>2005-11-22T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T18:30:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>learn to stand aside and observe&lt;br /&gt;observe wad u've done..&lt;br /&gt;learn to overcome the burden of the human flesh&lt;br /&gt;do not be tied by the shackles of emotions&lt;br /&gt;especially anger and hatred&lt;br /&gt;for these yield only blight in ur soul&lt;br /&gt;cool yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113265540145799548?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113213687989321233</id><published>2005-11-16T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T18:27:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's gonna be over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fri is my last paper, chem paper one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... then got lotsa things to do..&lt;br /&gt;cuz gotta go army le.. so muz try to do as much things as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'live as if u'll die tmr, dream as if u'll live forever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113213687989321233?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113203779398722461</id><published>2005-11-15T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T14:56:33.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i'm in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;my eyes wander&lt;br /&gt;where're ya man?&lt;br /&gt;alas, i've found u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smilez..&lt;br /&gt;and my god..&lt;br /&gt;my knees go wobbly, i'm melting man..&lt;br /&gt;are ur eyes telling me something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i'm into this guessing game again?&lt;br /&gt;loving the joy and the pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113203779398722461?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113168983925420870</id><published>2005-11-11T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T14:17:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaahhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean the exams.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;let me not be discouraged by some shit papers man..&lt;br /&gt;u guys dun be discouraged too.. it's gonna be over..&lt;br /&gt;and pia for this last lap man..&lt;br /&gt;turn frustation into ur energy..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy.. juz wanna say something..&lt;br /&gt;i'm pro-life and i think politics are full of shit..&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm a shit studying shits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace be with us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113168983925420870?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113168983925420870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113168983925420870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113168983925420870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113168983925420870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/aaahhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113141777105699332</id><published>2005-11-08T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:42:51.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the flesh is weak&lt;br /&gt;but the spirit is strong&lt;br /&gt;what is human effort as compared to the power of the holy spirit&lt;br /&gt;as u receive his spirit, why still persist in the flesh?&lt;br /&gt;therefore give urself to the lord&lt;br /&gt;and let him display his power through you and to glorify his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless u guys man..&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-8659435.post-113072885994250328</id><published>2005-10-31T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:21:01.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my gosh.. these days.. i've always been out in the morning and back in the morning.. in the sense.. out from 10am, back home at 1 to 2 am.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was celebrating 2 old buddies bday man.. ate at Han's.. haha.. the food there is really nothing special man.. only thing special is the price.. real stupid.. it's juz like another kinda foodcourt which acts high class lahx.. freak man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we tok cock tok cock.. after that went to play arcade and a round of pool.. then we went to play LAN! it's been a long time since we touch this kinda things man.. haha.. played cs, then play warcraft.. warcraft got lotsa stupid kinda maps.. can really vomit blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel really blessed to have such true and close friends man.. it's already been so many years but we are still as close.. hahaha.. we dun go through shits for nothing yeah? gone thru think and thin together and brave through fire together sia.. hahahhaa.. am i being too dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.. then we went home.. took nel with danny and wei chong, whereas teck ching and jerome went of by the north south line.. alighted at potong pasir(st andrew's land.. haha..) with wei chong and chat with him for a super long time.. i think we chat till 1am? then i prayed for him for his studies.. let us all pia for the final lap yeah? have faith man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113072885994250328?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-113049808996664097</id><published>2005-10-28T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T19:14:50.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i was young.. i'm quite screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;only noe how to settle things with fists..&lt;br /&gt;think i had abit of an overdose of power rangers or something..&lt;br /&gt;i watched alot of kung fu shows too..&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, in my kinda fantasy..&lt;br /&gt;i wld juz practise some kinda kungfu moves in the living room&lt;br /&gt;i wld sometimes ask my bro and sis to spar with me..&lt;br /&gt;thinking abt the past sure makes me laugh man..&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i really dunno what the hell i'm doing last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think alot of my relatives have prejudice towards me last time..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i wun call them(in the sense uncles and aunties in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;tt's wad my parents say..&lt;br /&gt;i serously can't remember a single shit abt the past&lt;br /&gt;they said i'm imbecile(they all talk in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;haha.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i din even care wad they say abt me&lt;br /&gt;tt's y i dun even noe that they looked at me as some shit last time&lt;br /&gt;only when i'm older, like in upper primary or something?&lt;br /&gt;my dad wld tell me abt the past&lt;br /&gt;then i was like.. wad the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y are ppl be so judgemental?&lt;br /&gt;dun they noe tt they, themselves, have flaws too?&lt;br /&gt;we are all sinners, and how dare we judge!&lt;br /&gt;it's sad, u noe..&lt;br /&gt;seeing ppl with eyes which spot only dirt..&lt;br /&gt;unable to fathom the beauty tt lies within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkz.. back to my childhood..&lt;br /&gt;u noe wad? i started to vulgarities since kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;got 3 complaints in primary 1&lt;br /&gt;4 complaints in primary 2&lt;br /&gt;3 complaints in primary 3&lt;br /&gt;after tt, no more.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;all the complaints are related to discipline probs i think..&lt;br /&gt;like talkative lahx, fighting lahx..&lt;br /&gt;same routine happens everytime..&lt;br /&gt;get pulled at the ear to see the teacher..&lt;br /&gt;then get pulled again back home..&lt;br /&gt;then tada!! the taste of rotan! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt damn funny when i tot abt my fights in sch last time..&lt;br /&gt;it's not because i'm a bully ok..&lt;br /&gt;it's juz tt, whenever something is not right, and i get really pissed, the first thing tt comes to my mind is violence..&lt;br /&gt;i also remember how i used to flaunt my wide vulgarcabulary&lt;br /&gt;all the funny vulgar rhymes.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkz.. enuf for today... juz wanna write things abt the past in this cock blog of mine.. some records so tt i wun forget? losing memory is such a terrible thing man.. like dementia in old age? u will forget ur loved ones.. real sad.. so i recommend u reading the book by nicholas sparks, The Notebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113049808996664097?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113049808996664097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113049808996664097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113049808996664097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113049808996664097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-i-was-young.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-113031348238264861</id><published>2005-10-26T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:58:02.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes? Those who linger over wine, who go to sample bowls of  mixed wine. Do not gaze at wine when it is red, when it    sparkles in the cup, when it goes down smoothly! In the end it bites like a snake and poisons like a viper. Your eyes will see strange sights and your mind imagine confusing things. You will be like one sleeping on the high seas, lying on top of the rigging. "They hit me," you will say, "but I'm not hurt! They beat me, but I don't feel it! When will I wake up so I can find another drink?"    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proverbs 23:29-35&lt;/p&gt;yes people.. drinking is not good.. or say, alcohol abuse is not good.. roger? and ya.. i'm not an alcoholic okay? hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-113031348238264861?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113031348238264861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=113031348238264861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113031348238264861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/113031348238264861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/who-has-woe-who-has-sorrow-who-has.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112997322904475816</id><published>2005-10-22T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:27:09.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz wanna say that the sky was very nice last night..&lt;br /&gt;exceptionally lotsa stars man..&lt;br /&gt;and there's a super bright star lahx..&lt;br /&gt;think that cluster of stars actually makes a constellation..&lt;br /&gt;shall learn abt these constellations after As man..&lt;br /&gt;so cool.. haha&lt;br /&gt;i was like walking home last night at ard 2am..&lt;br /&gt;sky was a bit of bright man..&lt;br /&gt;with shades of orange and blue&lt;br /&gt;is that sweet and beautiful or wad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112997322904475816?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112997322904475816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112997322904475816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112997322904475816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112997322904475816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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need to know how to describe the diff stupid processes.. so many lahx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished studying yest at 1 am.. then i met an old fren man.. haha.. then went to eat prata with him.. really nice to meet an old fren and tok cock abt life.. haha.. yup.. really missed sas man.. haha.. then as usual, any sas old boy would have talked abt how the discipline in sas now sux big time man.. wahahaha.. at the same time, talking abt how nice is SAV.. the swimming pool, the new sajc site.. oh my god.. i think the new sajc site is really gonna be a smasher man!!!!! the gallery is so nice lahx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the times when i had my sec sch life in that site.. haha.. so cool lahx.. playing all the hide and seek overnight there.. lotsa memories... ok.. i'm now planning to hike from my place in kallang bahru to concourse in beach road now.. haha.. and i'm gonna pack my bag to a certain weight.. wahahhaa.. am i crazy? juz wanna work out somehow all right? hahaha.. bye man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112985642262131030?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112985642262131030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112985642262131030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112985642262131030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112985642262131030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112953985494318122</id><published>2005-10-17T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:04:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uploaded a few photos..&lt;br /&gt;feel free to click on the links under the 'photos' category to see them..&lt;br /&gt;add comments if u want..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112953985494318122?l=greyfrayedlife.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-8659435.post-112944693684559780</id><published>2005-10-16T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:21:05.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's god's will man&lt;br /&gt;He will do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;and i noe it&lt;br /&gt;the one he'll send to me i'll love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112944693684559780?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112944693684559780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112944693684559780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sorry man..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i watched england match yesterday frm 0245 till 5&lt;br /&gt;futhermore, i drank a bottle of heinekein&lt;br /&gt;think my alarm was ringing for like an hour?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is quite a nice day..&lt;br /&gt;full of sweetness i think.. haha&lt;br /&gt;there're gifts frm classmates and teachers..&lt;br /&gt;phototaking with ppl (real honoured to be asked to take with them man..)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;quite sad to leave this phase of life.. cuz after this, we'll be entering a harsher phase.. not very fun, not very friendly, not very lovely.. freak shit man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. god bless everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked abt gp for super long with mr lim today..&lt;br /&gt;real cool.. haha.. learned quite a few number of things..&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat with yenmei and chat alot.. haha.. funny sia..&lt;br /&gt;kkz.. then went home and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;planned to wake up at 5.. but in the end woke up at seven..&lt;br /&gt;wad the heck man.. really too tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112920572130819663?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112920572130819663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112920572130819663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112920572130819663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112920572130819663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-is-my-last-day-of-school-went.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112881933776848895</id><published>2005-10-09T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:55:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day breaks and the routine will continue&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with hazy eyes&lt;br /&gt;lying there...&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be back into that world&lt;br /&gt;where anything can be possible again&lt;br /&gt;but i can't&lt;br /&gt;as the sunlight is like magic which block this realm&lt;br /&gt;i juz have to get up and start my day&lt;br /&gt;out the window, i see the still river, the birds, and old couples strolling in the  park&lt;br /&gt;the chirping of the birds and rustle of leaves invigorate my senses&lt;br /&gt;so peaceful and tranquil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just let my mind wander&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the sweet times i had with u&lt;br /&gt;a faint smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;and afterwards a blank face&lt;br /&gt;u left and have never come back since&lt;br /&gt;u left and had taken a part of me&lt;br /&gt;my mind is spinning and i thought of how to get back to you&lt;br /&gt;you are in my prayers every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot there's nothing between us&lt;br /&gt;but since we stopped going out, i can feel the emptiness inside me&lt;br /&gt;and that is when i know&lt;br /&gt;i've fallen deep in love with u&lt;br /&gt;after the painful feb&lt;br /&gt;i tried to forget u&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't&lt;br /&gt;u are often in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;and on my mind&lt;br /&gt;when i close my eyes, ur image is the first to appear&lt;br /&gt;ur beauty and strength of character captivates my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun believe all those times mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;when we see each other with a sense of familiarity&lt;br /&gt;it's like we've met in our past lives&lt;br /&gt;we got so close so soon and we sense the happiness between us&lt;br /&gt;but i'm a fool to realise that so late&lt;br /&gt;then u went with another guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i continue my day as a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;pack my bagpack and roam ard the city&lt;br /&gt;study at a quiet spot and also thinking about u at the same time&lt;br /&gt;life is made up of many lives as we live a life a day&lt;br /&gt;i live my life with u in my heart and hope i can hold u soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112881933776848895?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112881933776848895/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-8659435.post-112850589634547416</id><published>2005-10-05T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T17:51:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/HPIM1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/200/HPIM1663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/HPIM1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/200/HPIM1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/HPIM1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/200/HPIM1655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/HPIM1665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/200/HPIM1665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/1600/HPIM1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3581/598/200/HPIM1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. forgot to mention abt the happening on last fri where i met my fren, mr moon.. we played dai di and drank bloody martell till i became red like guan gong.. and our dear fren, feng he, was super duper seh.. haha.. i had to walk him some distance to his house.. wtf.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112850589634547416?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112850589634547416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112850589634547416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112850589634547416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112850589634547416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112834487084143610</id><published>2005-10-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:07:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how are u? fine? any prob?&lt;br /&gt;these are the things that i really wanna noe&lt;br /&gt;but i have so little chances to be near u&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the one who's always there for u&lt;br /&gt;but no chance man.. no chance..&lt;br /&gt;pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be ur lover, not ur bro or juz a friend&lt;br /&gt;a part of me is already with u..&lt;br /&gt;you are my only one&lt;br /&gt;who can make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun undermine my love, i hope..&lt;br /&gt;my love is true and will not waver unless u reject me&lt;br /&gt;i hope u'll feel the same towards me too&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-8659435.post-112821550521878852</id><published>2005-10-02T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:11:45.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reflect on your actions...&lt;br /&gt;Reflect on your thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Reflect on your reflections...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112821550521878852?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112821550521878852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112821550521878852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112821550521878852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112821550521878852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/reflect-on-your-actions.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112800106692253777</id><published>2005-09-29T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:40:48.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally got back all my results.. Same as usual.. sure sux big time man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. but one thing is true - that i'm getting a hang of it.. This is the diff between the past and the present: this time, my results sux big time cuz i got alot of careless mistakes and my condition is really not stable enuf to sit for the exam man.. so i gotta train on more papers.. In contrast, my results sux in the past cuz i really dunno shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's so much for some optimism abt this damn prelims, but the most of it is made up of fear and paranoia tt freak me out big time man.. The shit product i get from my input means i gotta work harder now.. hahaha.. is tt meant to be a pun or wad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around a month more before my future is in Cambridge's hands.. The hands that determine whether I'm gonna march in damn army or I'm gonna study further.. haha.. But ultimately, it's in God's hands.. Gotta have faith man, u guys reading my blog roger tt? Doubt anyone wld be reading my blog man.. cuz of the negative thingy i've put in my blog which made it so dull.. and also maybe because everybody is mugging right now!! haha.. gotcha man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda education system sure is stressful man.. the society that we are living in is so stressful too.. The stress are getting a hang of so many people that it cause people to live life for the wrong purpose.. Work, studies, money, politics and wadeva u can think of.... are the very things that blind us from the way of truth.. People live life with respect to the above stated, ignoring the very purpose of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... you may ask.. wad's the REAL purpose of living? Shameful to admit.. that I, myself, am not very clear too.. but i know one thing for sure: the reason to our existence in earth sure gotta do with God! Everything revolves around the Creator.. and that, at least, is a truth to me.. the Creator is the root answer to many questions that people have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have any queries, pls feel free to ask the Big Guy up there who knows everything.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkz.. enuf of crapping here man (not totally crap lahx.. still got sense right?)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112800106692253777?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112800106692253777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112800106692253777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112800106692253777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112800106692253777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-finally-got-back-all-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112748647803116700</id><published>2005-09-23T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T08:35:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found something this cool somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that we can do to perk up and strengthen our interpersonal relationships.Yet the most effective involves the saying of just 3 words. When spoken or conveyed, these statement shave the power to forge new friendships, deepen old ones and restore&lt;a title="Search for relationships" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://216.130.188.200/cgi-bin/ezlclk.fcgi?id=7181" target="_blank"&gt; relationships &lt;/a&gt;that have cooled. The following three-word phrases can enrich every relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'II BE THERE:&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever had to call afriend in the middle of the night, to take a sick child to a hospital, or when your car has broken down some miles from home, you will know how good it feels to hear the phrase "I'll be there." Being there for another person is the greatest gift we can give. When we are truly present for other people, important things happen to them and us. We are renewed in&lt;a title="Best Love" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://216.130.188.200/cgi-bin/ezlclk.fcgi?id=9759" target="_blank"&gt; love &lt;/a&gt;and friendship. We are restored emotionally and spiritually. Being there is at the very core of civility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps more marriages could be saved and strengthened if couples simply and sincerely said to each other "I miss you." This powerful affirmation tells partners they are wanted, needed, desired and loved. Consider how ecstatic you would feel, if you received an unexpected phone call from your spouse in the middle of your workday, just to say "I miss you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RESPECT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Respect is another way of showing love. Respect conveys the feeling that another person is a true equal. If you talk to your children as if they were adults you will strengthen the bonds and become close friends.This applies to all inter-personal relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;This phrase is highly effective in diffusing an argument and restoring frayed emotions. The flip side to "maybe you'reright" is the humility of admitting, "Maybe I'm wrong". Let's face it. When you have a heated argument with someone, all you do is cement the other person's point of view. They, or you, will not change their stance and you run the risk of seriously damaging the&lt;a title="Search for relationship" style="COLOR: #65b45c; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://216.130.188.200/cgi-bin/ezlclk.fcgi?id=7174" target="_blank"&gt; relationship &lt;/a&gt;between you. Saying "maybe you're right" can open the door to further explore the subject, in which you may then have the opportunity to get your view across in a more rational manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE FORGIVE ME:&lt;br /&gt;Many broken relationships could be restored and healed if people would admit their mistakes and ask for forgiveness. All of us are vulnerable to faults, foibles and failures. A man should never be ashamed to own up that he has been in the wrong, which is saying, in other words, that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THANK YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude is an exquisite form of courtesy. People who enjoy the companionship of good, close friends are those who don't take daily courtesies for granted. They are quick to thank their friends for their many expressions of kindness. On the other hand, people whose circle of friends is severely constricted often do not have the attitude of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNT ON ME:&lt;br /&gt;A friend is one who walks in when others walk out. Loyalty is an essential ingredient for true friendship; it is the emotional glue that bonds people. Those that are rich in their relationships tend to be steady and true friends. When troubles come, a good friend is there indicating you can "count on me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME HELP:&lt;br /&gt;The best of friends see a need and try to fill it. When they spot a hurt they do what they can to heal it. Without being asked, they pitch in and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I UNDERSTAND YOU:&lt;br /&gt;People become closer and enjoy each other more if they feel the other person accepts and understands them. Letting your spouse know in so many little ways that you understand them, is one of the most powerful tools for healing your relationship. This applies to any relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most important three words that you can say. Telling someone that you truly love them satisfies a person's deepest emotional needs; the need to belong, to feel appreciated and to be wanted. Your family, your friends and you, all need to hear those three little words. "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about "God Bless You?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112748647803116700?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112748647803116700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112748647803116700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112748647803116700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112748647803116700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/found-something-this-cool-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112740089111868313</id><published>2005-09-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:02:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the reality sure sux big time man..&lt;br /&gt;u noe u love something and u volunteer to mould the future for it&lt;br /&gt;u initiate, u help, u commit, u dedicate urself into it&lt;br /&gt;for fruitfulness, for people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, ppl took u for granted.. maybe they shld but most probably they are absent-minded.. no appreciation whatsoever.. i'm not saying i do something because i expected something in return from them man.. but it's juz that, in the long run, u'll juz feel that ur work is not appreciated and u are juz the sort of cheap labour or something.. something that is being used.. yes, that's right.. and tht may be the truth.. then end up u are working for something tt u are not working for.. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya noe in the working world, u are juz being used over and over again till u are deemed as literally useless in some ways or another.. or cuz of some reasons that may compromise ur usefulness.. this kinda thoughts sure is dreadful man.. but u juz have to live with it.. i'm very conscious abt this.. gotta be man.. or else, u may not noe the things that u are doing are the rights things or not.. gotta be sharp and vigilant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm being paranoid? nahx.. i dun think so.. think i'm becoming more manipulative instead.. there're so many hidden and dark things in the world.. the whole damn world is engulfed in this darkness.. leaders of the world who are SUPPOSED to be ppl of moral bearing are also engulfed by this darkness.. tt's y u nvr noe wad's really the real thing behind many issues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe.. today, i suddenly thot abt y the govt kept on building so many transport facilities man.. when u seriously thot abt it, it can really lead to really many possibilities.. try reasoning it in the perspective of the dark side... ooooh.. haha.. then u will really be feeling damn cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right man.. think we shld always keep an open mind be4 we judge at things and reach a conclusion.. things may be more than wad it seems to be.. or shld be ALWAYS more than wad it seems to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermx.. actually wanna end off with tt.. but i wanna reveal another sad thing.. think it's cuz of the greed and cunning nature of mankind which leads to the truth abt the last sentence in the above para..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8659435-112740089111868313?l=greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112740089111868313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8659435&amp;postID=112740089111868313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112740089111868313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8659435/posts/default/112740089111868313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greyfrayedlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/reality-sure-sux-big-time-man.html' title=''/><author><name>-=|l0sT r0aMeR|=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16698230181835159748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8659435.post-112700782713748221</id><published>2005-09-18T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T09:43:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! PRELIMS ARE FINALLY OVER!!! FINALLY CAN ENJOY A DAMN BREAK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really damn tired man.. Exams are really a torture to health.. Fuck me upside down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll not do well for all the subjects.. Maths shld be able to pass.. Chemistry paper 3 really screwed me up.. For fucking physics, I could only do paper1.. In other words physics really fuck me up, down, left, right, center... GP.. ermx.. as ungaugeable as ever.. To know how u do for GP beforehand is as good as fortune telling.. GP--- GAN PUA cb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days have been studying very late in bendemeer mac.. come to think of it, some days go there and study until pants drop also no use.. next day the paper so damn hard, might as well dun study and go home sleep... when i was going home late at night, saw damn alot of big fat fucking rats.. quite scary actually.. scared they will bite me and cause rabies.. damn cb.. got one day, got ard 3 or 4 rats roaming ard the ground.. the 2 cats ard also do nothing.. cb sia.. think the cats also scared to mao them cuz the rats quite big.. my dad told me tt be4.. hahaha.. damn jiao wei rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I seriously suck big time... Hope that the additional time to work till my pants drop will be enough to catch up the standard that I need to get.. Can't always feel like fuck the duck whenever i see a paper.. for ur information, fuck the duck means surprised, not that i wanna go fuck some animals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been staying at home and rot yesterday.. only went out of the house once for a meal.. came back 20 minutes later.. wow.. damn long nvr stay at home like tt le.. fell asleep dunno how many times yesterday.. living like a pig sure means some sort of happiness man.. no worries.. juz laze ard... feeling dreamy and everything.. yeah.. sleep and dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkz.. enuf of crapping.. to all ppl, dun let this prelims get u down man.. gotta get up and fight again.. YEAHH!!! 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