<?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-5096888550096632908</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:42:46.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thedecadentyouth.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-9128605899189486344</id><published>2009-07-22T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:50:07.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-27</title><content type='html'>There's some things we don't talk about &lt;br /&gt;Rather do without&lt;br /&gt;And just hold the smile&lt;br /&gt;Falling in and out of love&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed and proud of&lt;br /&gt;Together all the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;Why we dont know when&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;Younger now than we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture you're the queen of everything&lt;br /&gt;As far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;Under your command&lt;br /&gt;I will be your guardian&lt;br /&gt;When all is crumbling&lt;br /&gt;Steady your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;Why we dont know when&lt;br /&gt;Time, time and time again&lt;br /&gt;Younger now then we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pulling apart and coming together again and again&lt;br /&gt;We're growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i will not let you go. but will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-9128605899189486344?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/9128605899189486344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=9128605899189486344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/9128605899189486344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/9128605899189486344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-27.html' title='Song-27'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2629651867297453162</id><published>2009-07-01T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:17:57.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epiphany</title><content type='html'>i've got a startling perspective. gotta start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2629651867297453162?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2629651867297453162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2629651867297453162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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really know fully what that means, but simply put i might be gone sooner than i think. that will really be a relief for those who dislike or feel neutral towards me. just hope that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; you &lt;/span&gt; aren't those kind of people. i know i'm not the best person to be with, but i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8389570813833935907?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8389570813833935907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8389570813833935907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things that much anymore. i still like you, mun yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7428917981163430416?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7428917981163430416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7428917981163430416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7428917981163430416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7428917981163430416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/renew.html' title='renew'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5255521936879961057</id><published>2009-02-01T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:36:03.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feburary</title><content type='html'>another month, another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5255521936879961057?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5255521936879961057/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-5096888550096632908.post-5134092449913527173</id><published>2009-01-25T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:06:15.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regime</title><content type='html'>life in PNS is really... fun? i don't know, cos i've been through it, i don't feel specially inclined to rant/complain about the programmes. however, most of the bad times are results of people's stupid and selfish behaviour. that's when the shit's really going down. and it's going down hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently holding a couple of posts during the course of my training. it's all good nonetheless, because by that it gives me better (or so i've gullibly thought) chance(s) of getting award(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the thought of going in on the night of the second day of chinese new year really gets to me. really shatters my mood for the entire chinese new year. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i still cannot get over you. what is/was wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5134092449913527173?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5134092449913527173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5134092449913527173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5134092449913527173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5134092449913527173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/regime.html' title='regime'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3700695857166973291</id><published>2009-01-24T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:56:44.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clueless</title><content type='html'>what have i done wrong or didn't do to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3700695857166973291?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-5365750462946456256</id><published>2008-12-03T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:21:31.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ill</title><content type='html'>i got über sick. the doctor says i got a body temp. of 39.5. other than fever, i got sore throat, muscle and joint pains, extreme insomnia, a gassy stomach, cough and cold. i doubt at this rate i can attend prom. now, i'll just have to hope that i recover in time for NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you realise that when you have insomnia, time passes by very slowly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5365750462946456256?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-1625478086284069185</id><published>2008-11-30T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:34:58.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-26</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;Don't write yourself off yet.&lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head you feel left out,&lt;br /&gt;Or looked down on.&lt;br /&gt;Just try your best,&lt;br /&gt;Try everything you can.&lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry what they tell themselves&lt;br /&gt;When you're away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time,&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;You know they're all the same.&lt;br /&gt;You know you're doing better on your own, (on your own)&lt;br /&gt;So don't buy in.&lt;br /&gt;Live right now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if it's good enough (good enough)&lt;br /&gt;For someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time,&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time,&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't write yourself off yet.&lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head you feel left out, (feel left out)&lt;br /&gt;Or looked down on.&lt;br /&gt;Just do your best, (just do your best)&lt;br /&gt;Do everything you can. (do everything you can)&lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry what their bitter hearts (bitter hearts)&lt;br /&gt;Are gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time,&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time,&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine,&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. (alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it just takes some time, everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1625478086284069185?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1625478086284069185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1625478086284069185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1625478086284069185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1625478086284069185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-26.html' title='Song-26'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6481596924825829517</id><published>2008-11-26T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:08:21.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeper</title><content type='html'>I wanna love, I wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me, I want you to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand where I can see,&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you love me, I'm watching you leaving me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see you and myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me,&lt;br /&gt;And say what you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;You know I need something that's real.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me,&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know if I could be&lt;br /&gt;Someone to turn to that could never hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;But I know what you think of me.&lt;br /&gt;You had a breakthrough and now I'm just bad news for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see you and myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me,&lt;br /&gt;And say what you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;You know I need something that's real.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me,&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've told you everything.&lt;br /&gt;I never gave you anything.&lt;br /&gt;I should've told you everything.&lt;br /&gt;If I could give you anything,&lt;br /&gt;Then I would tell you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see you and myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me,&lt;br /&gt;And say what you really feel.&lt;br /&gt;You know I need something that's real.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something inside me,&lt;br /&gt;To keep you beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've told you everything.&lt;br /&gt;I should've told you everything.&lt;br /&gt;I should've told you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i love you, and i want you to know. but i'm sorry, because i have no courage to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6481596924825829517?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6481596924825829517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6481596924825829517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6481596924825829517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6481596924825829517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/keeper.html' title='Keeper'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8725154972634219693</id><published>2008-11-21T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:30:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-25</title><content type='html'>Jimmy wasn't really popular&lt;br /&gt;He had a couple of friends back home&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later they're all getting out so he had to join up alone&lt;br /&gt;He was dreaming of the ivy league since he was only three feet tall&lt;br /&gt;And get the hell out of jersey and then he would never look back at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you hear'em say&lt;br /&gt;That miles away&lt;br /&gt;We lost another one that we sent with a gun&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna miss him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame&lt;br /&gt;From the man to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy never had a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;Cos all the factories shut down&lt;br /&gt;All he had was a line for his name&lt;br /&gt;So he could sign away his right to be proud&lt;br /&gt;He tried to kiss her on the way out the door,&lt;br /&gt;She just put her little hand on his face&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you're leaving, she said&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you're gonna ask me to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you hear'em say&lt;br /&gt;That miles away&lt;br /&gt;We lost another one that we sent with a gun&lt;br /&gt;His lady missed him, he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame&lt;br /&gt;From the man to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy's mother went to Capitol Hill&lt;br /&gt;So she could fill her heart up with joy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe shake a few hands while she's there and tell them thank you sir for taking&lt;br /&gt;my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then your hear'em say&lt;br /&gt;That miles away&lt;br /&gt;We lost another one that we sent with a gun&lt;br /&gt;His mama missed him he was two weeks from twenty and there's still no shame&lt;br /&gt;From the man to blame&lt;br /&gt;No there's still no shame&lt;br /&gt;And we're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;We're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;We're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;We're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i'm to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8725154972634219693?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8725154972634219693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8725154972634219693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8725154972634219693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8725154972634219693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-25.html' title='Song-25'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8343438672105131488</id><published>2008-08-17T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:23:06.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slow</title><content type='html'>i'll be the tortise. creep my way to greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8343438672105131488?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8343438672105131488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8343438672105131488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8343438672105131488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8343438672105131488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/08/slow.html' title='slow'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3597348152122060428</id><published>2008-08-03T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:22:24.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>festival</title><content type='html'>happy hungry ghost festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3597348152122060428?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3597348152122060428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3597348152122060428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3597348152122060428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3597348152122060428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/08/festival.html' title='festival'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7853662768170994566</id><published>2008-07-24T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:03:04.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-24</title><content type='html'>Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.&lt;br /&gt;Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.&lt;br /&gt;You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.&lt;br /&gt;All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever&lt;br /&gt;had.&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. please don't leave me high and dry. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7853662768170994566?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7853662768170994566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7853662768170994566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7853662768170994566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7853662768170994566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-24.html' title='Song-24'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6732182475261138453</id><published>2008-07-23T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:44:01.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lament</title><content type='html'>i am not doing anything whatsoever with regards to practically all aspects of my life. seriously i am a failure. i ought to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6732182475261138453?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6732182475261138453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6732182475261138453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6732182475261138453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6732182475261138453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/lament.html' title='lament'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4008053792086144333</id><published>2008-07-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:08:13.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>desire</title><content type='html'>i'm going to make myself die at 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4008053792086144333?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4008053792086144333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4008053792086144333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4008053792086144333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4008053792086144333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/desire.html' title='desire'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2267377051614070380</id><published>2008-07-21T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:06:34.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothingness</title><content type='html'>iamdecadent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2267377051614070380?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2267377051614070380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2267377051614070380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2267377051614070380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2267377051614070380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothingness.html' title='nothingness'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2585180248953229980</id><published>2008-07-19T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:52:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought-02</title><content type='html'>i heard my life telling me: "this is me. this is you. this is myself, this is yourself. i'm here to tell you, you're here to listen. you're here to tell me, i'm here to listen. i suck. you suck. i don't have anything worthwhile about myself to mention. you don't have anything worthwhile about myself to mention. i hope you see the light. you'd hope i've seen the light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wished i had self-confidence. wish i had courage. wishing that i have let you know myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2585180248953229980?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2585180248953229980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2585180248953229980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2585180248953229980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2585180248953229980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/thought-02.html' title='thought-02'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3893995015248413231</id><published>2008-07-14T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:34:46.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke</title><content type='html'>three tomatoes are walking down the street.&lt;br /&gt;papa tomato, mama tomato and baby tomato.&lt;br /&gt;baby tomato starts lagging behind.&lt;br /&gt;and papa tomato gets really angry.&lt;br /&gt;goes back and squishes him.&lt;br /&gt;says 'ketchup'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could ketchup with my life.&lt;br /&gt;everything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3893995015248413231?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' 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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-5096888550096632908.post-674022023490311243</id><published>2008-07-10T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:21:45.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-23</title><content type='html'>Tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason to end this discussion,&lt;br /&gt;To break with tradition.&lt;br /&gt;To fold and divide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,&lt;br /&gt;Talking with strangers, waiting in line..&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with these pills that make me sit still.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you feeling fine?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I feel just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires&lt;br /&gt;Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling..&lt;br /&gt;Head for the hills, the kitchen's on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to rely on self-medication,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I still do that from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting better at fighting the future,&lt;br /&gt;"Someday you'll be fine.."&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason (I don't believe a word)&lt;br /&gt;To end this discussion (of anything I've heard)&lt;br /&gt;To break with tradition (they tell me that it's not so hard)&lt;br /&gt;To fold and divide (it's not so hard)&lt;br /&gt;So let's not get carried (away with everything)&lt;br /&gt;Away with the process (from here to in-between)&lt;br /&gt;of elimination (the long goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alright)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're alright, (Hi, everything's great)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright. (Everything's fine)&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright, (Hi, everything's great)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;(Everything's fine)&lt;br /&gt;(Everything's fine)&lt;br /&gt;(Everything's fine)&lt;br /&gt;(Everything's fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. everything's not alright. need to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-674022023490311243?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/674022023490311243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=674022023490311243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/674022023490311243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/674022023490311243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-23.html' title='Song-23'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4788466735373924509</id><published>2008-06-15T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:05:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>i want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4077817418014366845</id><published>2008-06-08T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:53:49.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message</title><content type='html'>Even if it's a lie, even if it's a dream, please turn to me.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile on a certain day isn't a lie, it's not a dream. &lt;br /&gt;But having it turn to me might be my lie, my dream. &lt;br /&gt;But the day you call my name, it won't be a lie, it won't be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never been a lie, it's never been a dream that i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4077817418014366845?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-5754675247131321139</id><published>2008-06-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:46:42.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-22</title><content type='html'>Take the light and darken everything around me&lt;br /&gt;Call the clowns and listen closely I'm lost without you&lt;br /&gt;Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;For all we know, this void will grow&lt;br /&gt;An everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open&lt;br /&gt;Feels so right, but I'll end this all before it gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;br /&gt;Call your name every day when I seem so helpless&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down, and I'll rise above this, rise above this doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll mend myself before it gets me&lt;br /&gt;(I'll mend myself before it gets me)&lt;br /&gt;I'll mend myself before it gets me&lt;br /&gt;(I'll mend myself before it gets me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call your name every day when I feel so helpless&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down but I'll rise above this, rise above this&lt;br /&gt;Forty eight ways to say that I'm feelin' helpless&lt;br /&gt;I'm Falling down, falling down, but I'll rise above this, rise above this,&lt;br /&gt;Rise above this, rise above this doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i must focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5754675247131321139?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-6071418501922912054</id><published>2008-05-29T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:33:58.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-21</title><content type='html'>See you sittin' next to the window in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;She breaks down - breaks down&lt;br /&gt;Crying over something and starin' into nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Afraid now - hate now&lt;br /&gt;Wanting, needing, haunting, it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Faking what has happened to live the life like that man&lt;br /&gt;I'll break down - It's fake now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you, will you love me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;So Will You, Will you stay with me today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade in and out of reason to fight the way she's feelin'&lt;br /&gt;She breaks down - breaks down&lt;br /&gt;Going through the motions and holding onto hopes&lt;br /&gt;and her dreams now - somehow&lt;br /&gt;Shaken, mistaken, forsaken, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you could change, but he's always been this way&lt;br /&gt;If you leave now - I'll drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you, will you love me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;So Will You, Will you stay with me today?&lt;br /&gt;Will you, will you be here tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;So Will You, you remember yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday! Yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday! Yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;This time, this time, I'm sorry for this time&lt;br /&gt;This time, this time, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you, Will you love me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;So Will You, Will you stay with me today?&lt;br /&gt;Will you, Will you be here tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;So Will You, you remember yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Will You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6071418501922912054?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6071418501922912054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6071418501922912054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6071418501922912054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6071418501922912054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/song-21.html' title='Song-21'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6537358716913990210</id><published>2008-05-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:07:50.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop</title><content type='html'>i'm going to put all stops to any advances or part thereof (though not highly applicable here) that i have made thus far or are making. it is with regards to someone that i like/ love. letting go is that hardest thing. i have to do this as to tell me too ease my mind, and focus on the issue at hand. that is, studies and studying. i've got to motivate myself, and concentrate. who knows, if it is meant to be, the two of us may even carry on our friendship (or what that is left of it, currently) in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6537358716913990210?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6537358716913990210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6537358716913990210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6537358716913990210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6537358716913990210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop.html' title='stop'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7912877844524084969</id><published>2008-05-18T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:01:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trixie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCkUlHM_sqQ/SDA1NqMreCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/z0sJT93CQl8/s1600-h/Trixie800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JCkUlHM_sqQ/SDA1NqMreCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/z0sJT93CQl8/s400/Trixie800x600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201716078394964002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like trixie, or christina ricci (the actress who portrayed trixie in the movie). she is really very and abosolutely cute. her hair is nice, and it fits her facial features perfectly. hope you agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7912877844524084969?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7912877844524084969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7912877844524084969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7912877844524084969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7912877844524084969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/trixie.html' title='Trixie'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_JCkUlHM_sqQ/SDA1NqMreCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/z0sJT93CQl8/s72-c/Trixie800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5852824771818493380</id><published>2008-05-16T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:26:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought-01</title><content type='html'>cocky people should just take a bow and take a hike. not that they think that taking a bow is below them. look beyond, see the light. when you don't know anything about a certain subject, don't act that you know. it shows that you are shallow. that alone tells people around you that you crave attention. in addition, do not give those that you really dislike (or percieved to be disliking) that kind of condescending look. it shows that you are intolerant. no one will get far, considering the fact that asid individual(s) are intolerant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never in my life have i met someone who is cocky. and now i know what it is that makes such people being hated. those around such indiviuals tolerate. a lot. humility is the key to anything in life, as i'vealways thought. i'm not humble. which is why i do not go far in life. however, the difference between you and me is that i know that. self-awareness is something you do not and will not, or rather, never have. you need something that is so immensely embarassing to let you realise that you are nothing. well, you are something, alright. someone worse than me, something lesser than a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5852824771818493380?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5852824771818493380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5852824771818493380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5852824771818493380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5852824771818493380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/thought-01.html' title='thought-01'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7091549497545261789</id><published>2008-05-15T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:20:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty</title><content type='html'>i'm empty. like a lifeless shell i carry on with my day-to-day activities. i need to break free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7091549497545261789?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7091549497545261789/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-5096888550096632908.post-4913141256338161666</id><published>2008-05-12T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:58:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger</title><content type='html'>i want some individual in my class to rot. not just in hell, but also during that person's every living moment. i just don't like that person, and i can feel that the feeling is mutual. which is good. i really want a certain day of triumph, a certain hour of reckoning, a cetain moment of revelation that i can show my dislike for that individual. when that happens, it is going to be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while attempting to do some exercise this morning, during physical ed. class, this particular song kept echoing at the back of my head. it is titled 'Sick Sad Little World', and i like it very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, You're not the first to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;But always the first one to complain&lt;br /&gt;You better get careful or you'll compromise everything You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a drought when out of love&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to us&lt;br /&gt;You're all of the above&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a choice to be out of touch&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be he said&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had unpaid confidantes&lt;br /&gt;It's more than I would care to explain&lt;br /&gt;But I have an open door policy when it comes to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a joke when out of love&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to us&lt;br /&gt;You're all of the above&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a choice to be out of touch&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be he said&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. to that individual, UP YOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4913141256338161666?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4913141256338161666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4913141256338161666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Save the best part for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You speak in riddles&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm your's forever&lt;br /&gt;Will you love me when I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone,&lt;br /&gt;You're an unfenced fire!&lt;br /&gt;(When I'm gone,)&lt;br /&gt;Over walls we've trampled!&lt;br /&gt;(When I'm gone,)&lt;br /&gt;It's you I admire!&lt;br /&gt;(When I'm gone,)&lt;br /&gt;My living example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are an undiscovered ocean far away&lt;br /&gt;Any minute now keeping&lt;br /&gt;Both poets and priests at bay&lt;br /&gt;Don't get ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;Could we just this once see eye to eye?&lt;br /&gt;Could you want perhaps me?&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how it feels to vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an unfenced fire! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;Over walls we trampled! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;It's you I admire! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;My living example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a photograph discovered a decade after&lt;br /&gt;It's a cannon blast disguised as a firecracker&lt;br /&gt;It's enough to bring a brick wall to its knees&lt;br /&gt;And sing, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you move in slow motion?&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;Just slow down a little&lt;br /&gt;Save the best part for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an unfenced fire! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;Over walls we trampled! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;It's you I admire! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;My living example...&lt;br /&gt;My living example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you I admire!!&lt;br /&gt;My living example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it's you i love and admire. my living example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8988485248937674819?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8988485248937674819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8988485248937674819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8988485248937674819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8988485248937674819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/admiration.html' title='Admiration'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4418039153457106082</id><published>2008-05-09T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:23:36.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-20</title><content type='html'>Before the story begins, is it such a sin,&lt;br /&gt;For me to take what's mine, until the end of time?&lt;br /&gt;We were more than friends, before the story ends,&lt;br /&gt;And I will take what's mine, create what&lt;br /&gt;God would never design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love had been so strong for far too long,&lt;br /&gt;I was weak with fear that&lt;br /&gt;Something would go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Before the possibilities came true,&lt;br /&gt;I took all possibility from you&lt;br /&gt;Almost laughed myself to tears,&lt;br /&gt;Conjuring her deepest fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have stabbed her fifty fucking times,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it,&lt;br /&gt;Ripped her heart out right before her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes over easy, eat it, eat it, eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was never this good in bed&lt;br /&gt;Even when she was sleepin'&lt;br /&gt;Now she's just so perfect I've&lt;br /&gt;Never been quite so fucking deep in&lt;br /&gt;It goes on, and on, and on,&lt;br /&gt;I can keep you lookin' young and preserved forever,&lt;br /&gt;With a fountain to spray on your youth whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really always knew that my little crime&lt;br /&gt;Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know it's not your time&lt;br /&gt;But bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;And a word to the wise when the fire dies&lt;br /&gt;You think it's over but it's just begun&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart, at least for the most part&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a new start&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now possibilities I'd never considered,&lt;br /&gt;Are occurring the likes of which I'd never heard,&lt;br /&gt;Now an angry soul comes back from beyond the grave,&lt;br /&gt;To repossess a body with which I'd misbehaved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling right from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;Almost laughed herself to tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have stabbed him fifty fucking times&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Ripped his heart out right before his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Eyes over easy&lt;br /&gt;Eat it, eat it, eat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's done I realize the error of my ways&lt;br /&gt;I must venture back to apologize from somewhere far beyond the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make up for what I've done&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I was all up in a piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;While you burned in hell, no peace forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really always knew that my little crime&lt;br /&gt;Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know it's not your time&lt;br /&gt;But bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;And a word to the wise when the fire dies&lt;br /&gt;You think it's over but it's just begun&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart, at least for the most part&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a new start&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will suffer for so long&lt;br /&gt;(What will you do, not long enough)&lt;br /&gt;To make it up to you&lt;br /&gt;(I pray to God that you do)&lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever you want me to do&lt;br /&gt;(Well then I'll grant you one chance)&lt;br /&gt;And if it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;(If it's not enough, If it's not enough)&lt;br /&gt;If it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;(Not enough)&lt;br /&gt;Try again&lt;br /&gt;(Try again)&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;(And again)&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're coming back, coming back&lt;br /&gt;We'll live forever, live forever&lt;br /&gt;Let's have wedding, have a wedding&lt;br /&gt;Let's start the killing, start the killing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take this man in death for the rest of your unnatural life?&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I do.)&lt;br /&gt;Do you take this woman in death for the rest of your unnatural life?&lt;br /&gt;(I do)&lt;br /&gt;I now pronounce you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really always knew that my little crime&lt;br /&gt;Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I know it's not your time&lt;br /&gt;But bye, bye&lt;br /&gt;And a word to the wise when the fire dies&lt;br /&gt;You think it's over but it's just begun&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart, at least for the most part&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a new start&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah&lt;br /&gt;But baby don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4418039153457106082?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4418039153457106082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4418039153457106082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4418039153457106082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4418039153457106082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/song-20.html' title='Song-20'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7207254769384755014</id><published>2008-05-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:08:45.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-19</title><content type='html'>Blink and you miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Keep one of your eyes open at all times&lt;br /&gt;Think that you're on the brink&lt;br /&gt;The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan&lt;br /&gt;Consequence you'll see will be stranger&lt;br /&gt;Than a gang of drunken mimes&lt;br /&gt;Situation has a stink&lt;br /&gt;Better clear the air before your son becomes a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your son becomes a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink everything's been augmented&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been left so far behind&lt;br /&gt;I think fo'sho next time&lt;br /&gt;You should wear a pair of eyes&lt;br /&gt;In the back of your head&lt;br /&gt;Consequence you've seen&lt;br /&gt;Has been stranger than sci-fi of any kind&lt;br /&gt;Situation baffles me&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's true you too are one Of&lt;br /&gt;The walking dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better think fast, think fast&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know&lt;br /&gt;What’s coming around the bend&lt;br /&gt;You better not blink or breathe&lt;br /&gt;For consequence is a bigger word than you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bigger than you or me&lt;br /&gt;You or me&lt;br /&gt;You or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better think fast, think fast&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never know&lt;br /&gt;What’s coming around the bend&lt;br /&gt;You better not blink or breathe&lt;br /&gt;For consequence is a bigger word than you think&lt;br /&gt;It’s bigger than you or me&lt;br /&gt;You or me&lt;br /&gt;You or me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i don't know what to say. i can't say anything. everything that i'm going to say, if any, has no effect whatsoever. i hate myself. for getting me into such a mess i'm in currently. i just hope that i can find some form of motivation. wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7207254769384755014?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7207254769384755014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7207254769384755014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7207254769384755014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7207254769384755014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/song-19.html' title='Song-19'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6958367846119744084</id><published>2008-05-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:29:06.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>today's my birthday. not alot of people remembered, but it is alright. cos that really made me happy. by 'that' that special someone to me remembered, and what's so significant is that that someone was the first to text me with that special someone's birtday wishes to me. at that point in time, i only felt one thing: it doesn't matter if the whole world doesn't care or remember, the only thing that matters to me is that you care. it makes me really happy. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6958367846119744084?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6958367846119744084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6958367846119744084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6958367846119744084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6958367846119744084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7615086658564687321</id><published>2008-04-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:34:20.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decoy</title><content type='html'>there is no mint-green person that i know in tuition class, and whom i loved.i don't have tuition outside of school, but i am certainly feeling something towards someone whom i know for a long time now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who are still inquisitive, stop asking or what. you're not going to get anything real/ concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7615086658564687321?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7615086658564687321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7615086658564687321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7615086658564687321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7615086658564687321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/decoy.html' title='decoy'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8457208567290205563</id><published>2008-04-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:21:02.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>notice</title><content type='html'>to that someone who may have thought found out who i really loved, i can only say that are are not given the true details. that is because it is, to me, none of your business to find out who i really love. this kind of feeling is a really personal one, so if i do not think it is the right time to show it, or due to me not being able to convey my emotions and/ or feelings effectively show it to the intended person, i'm sorry. but it is me, someone who cannot come to terms with even himself. however, if you had already known, please believe that it is true. that feeling i have, it is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8457208567290205563?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8457208567290205563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8457208567290205563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8457208567290205563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8457208567290205563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/notice.html' title='notice'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7630220854080574533</id><published>2008-04-27T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:38:00.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aimless</title><content type='html'>i am aimless. wandering without an aim. with imminent end. i cannot continue like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7630220854080574533?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7630220854080574533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7630220854080574533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7630220854080574533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7630220854080574533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/aimless.html' title='aimless'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3627216311707552741</id><published>2008-04-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:37:22.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>To see you when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;is a gift&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think could be real.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same &lt;br /&gt;as I do&lt;br /&gt;is a three-fold, utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;So would I be out of line &lt;br /&gt;if I said,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture, I smell your skin &lt;br /&gt;on the empty pillow &lt;br /&gt;next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days, &lt;br /&gt;but already I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care&lt;br /&gt;and I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i really love you. amid all the other rumours and scuffles, it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3627216311707552741?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3627216311707552741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3627216311707552741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3627216311707552741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3627216311707552741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7273668372910967423</id><published>2008-04-17T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:07:49.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rogues</title><content type='html'>I’m keeping an eye on the future&lt;br /&gt;an eye on the past&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the present in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;just in case I need a door…&lt;br /&gt;into a brave new world where all solutions end up with my head.&lt;br /&gt;Buried to my neck in sand.&lt;br /&gt;Enough, enough bowing down to disillusion!&lt;br /&gt;Hats off &amp; applause to rogues &amp; evolution!&lt;br /&gt;The ripple effect is too good not to mention.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not affected, you’re not paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;It’s too good, too good, not to have an effect.&lt;br /&gt;I’m keeping an eye on the pulse&lt;br /&gt;an ear to the track &amp; penance in a locket&lt;br /&gt;I’m dropping from the highest floor.&lt;br /&gt;When it hits ground I watch it smash to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Songs of liberation echo from the dust. The dust.&lt;br /&gt;Enough bowing down to disillusion!&lt;br /&gt;Hats off &amp; applause to rogues &amp; evolution!&lt;br /&gt;The ripple effect is too good not to mention.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not affected, you’re not paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;It’s too good, too good, not to have an effect!&lt;br /&gt;Enough, enough, enough, enough, enough!&lt;br /&gt;Enough bowing down to disillusion!&lt;br /&gt;Hats off &amp; applause to rogues &amp; revolution!&lt;br /&gt;The ripple effect is too good not to mention.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not affected, you’re not paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;It’s too good, too good, too good… yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7273668372910967423?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7273668372910967423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7273668372910967423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7273668372910967423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7273668372910967423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/rogues.html' title='rogues'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2078666628174071529</id><published>2008-04-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:27:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-18</title><content type='html'>Last Years Wishes,&lt;br /&gt;Are This Years Apologies,&lt;br /&gt;Every Last Time I Come Home,&lt;br /&gt;I Take My Last Chance To Burn a Bridge Or Two,&lt;br /&gt;I Only Keep Myself This Sick In The Head,&lt;br /&gt;Because I Know How the Words Get You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re The New Face Of Failure,&lt;br /&gt;Prettier and Younger,&lt;br /&gt;But Not Any Better Off,&lt;br /&gt;Bulletproof Loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;At Best, at Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collect The Bad Habits,&lt;br /&gt;That You Couldn’t Bear To Keep,&lt;br /&gt;Out Of The Woods, But I Love,&lt;br /&gt;A Tree, I Used To Lay Beneath,&lt;br /&gt;Kissed Teeth Stained Red&lt;br /&gt;From A Sour Bottle Baby Girl,&lt;br /&gt;With Eyes The Size Of Baby Worlds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re The New Face Of Failure,&lt;br /&gt;Prettier and Younger,&lt;br /&gt;But Not Any Better Off,&lt;br /&gt;Bulletproof Loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;At Best, at Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Way To Make It Through,&lt;br /&gt;With Hearts And Wrists Intact,&lt;br /&gt;Is To Realize,&lt;br /&gt;2 Out Of 3 Ain’t Bad, Ain’t Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me And You, Setting In A Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You,&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You,&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You,&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;Me And You,&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon,&lt;br /&gt;If I Woke Up Next To You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. hope someone out there knows what i'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2078666628174071529?l=wadsmyageagain.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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1324965618660216859</id><published>2008-04-14T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:14:52.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable</title><content type='html'>Always said I would know where to find love,&lt;br /&gt;Always thought I'd be ready and strong enough,&lt;br /&gt;But some times I just felt I could give up.&lt;br /&gt;But you came and changed my whole world now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhere I've never been before.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Something so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you've always been,&lt;br /&gt;Forever a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so unbelievable to finally be in love,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, in my head, it's so clear now,&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand you've got nothing to fear now,&lt;br /&gt;I was lost and you've rescued me some how-.&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive, I'm in love you complete me,&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been here before.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Something so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you've always been,&lt;br /&gt;Forever a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so unbelievable to finally be in love,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of what I have, and this chance I nearly lost,&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but break down, and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, break down and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Something so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing down like a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like you've always been,&lt;br /&gt;Forever a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so unbelievable to finally be in love,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, what love means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1324965618660216859?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1324965618660216859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1324965618660216859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1324965618660216859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1324965618660216859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3504899976854532382</id><published>2008-04-11T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:30:50.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>skipped school today, cos got muscleache and a persistent morning sorethroat,of which the latter got worse. just found out it was throat inflammation (sore throat), and it seems to the doctor it's very serious. so i got a course of antibiotics to finish and also a 'mouth wash' solution. and the usual, the tablets that you suck. as for the muscleache i got paracetamol. looks like it's the wonder meds now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3504899976854532382?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3504899976854532382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3504899976854532382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3504899976854532382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3504899976854532382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5687550017512143746</id><published>2008-04-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:44:19.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surreal</title><content type='html'>i shall become a totally different person from this on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5687550017512143746?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5687550017512143746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5687550017512143746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5687550017512143746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5687550017512143746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/04/surreal.html' title='surreal'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-567924280105309297</id><published>2008-03-30T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T18:26:45.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sociopath</title><content type='html'>wouldn't it be nice to have eyes as dark as those of a sociopath's, and a gaze that tells others you've seen too much, so much so that you've never picked yourself up again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-567924280105309297?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/567924280105309297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=567924280105309297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/567924280105309297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/567924280105309297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/sociopath.html' title='sociopath'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1248288310327380118</id><published>2008-03-30T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T03:17:39.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phone</title><content type='html'>i need a new phone. i've found a model that i desire, it's sony ericsson w950i. any kind soul, who is readin this and know where that i can get them, kindly leave a message. budget is below SGD430.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1248288310327380118?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1248288310327380118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1248288310327380118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1248288310327380118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1248288310327380118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/phone.html' title='phone'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1108416726018847848</id><published>2008-03-22T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:06:21.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-17</title><content type='html'>Lying in my bed&lt;br /&gt;I hear the clock tick&lt;br /&gt;And think of you&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in circles&lt;br /&gt;Confusion is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Go slow&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The second hand&lt;br /&gt;Unwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re lost&lt;br /&gt;You can look&lt;br /&gt;And you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You picture me&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking&lt;br /&gt;Too far ahead&lt;br /&gt;You’re calling&lt;br /&gt;To me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t hear&lt;br /&gt;Just what you’ve said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Go slow&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The second hand&lt;br /&gt;Unwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re lost&lt;br /&gt;You can look&lt;br /&gt;And you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;My picture fades&lt;br /&gt;And darkness&lt;br /&gt;Has turned to grey&lt;br /&gt;Watching&lt;br /&gt;Through windows&lt;br /&gt;You’re wondering&lt;br /&gt;If I’m okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say&lt;br /&gt;Go slow&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The drum beats&lt;br /&gt;Out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re lost&lt;br /&gt;You can look&lt;br /&gt;And you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you’re lost&lt;br /&gt;You can look&lt;br /&gt;And you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1108416726018847848?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1108416726018847848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1108416726018847848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1108416726018847848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1108416726018847848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/song-17.html' title='Song-17'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1114718817156653066</id><published>2008-03-20T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:17:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>my blog was dead. once. or more than that. but i guess i'll post again as i deem fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1114718817156653066?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1114718817156653066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1114718817156653066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1114718817156653066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1114718817156653066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1816626851492832233</id><published>2008-03-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:39:22.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching</title><content type='html'>lost a card. it is worth more than sgd 55, and can sell easily. i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1816626851492832233?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1816626851492832233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1816626851492832233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1816626851492832233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1816626851492832233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/searching.html' title='Searching'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6541165073669685891</id><published>2008-03-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:52:02.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>i can't focus. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6541165073669685891?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6541165073669685891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6541165073669685891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6541165073669685891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6541165073669685891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8000255070979302224</id><published>2008-03-12T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:44:45.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothingness</title><content type='html'>nothing to do. nothing to motivate me to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8000255070979302224?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8000255070979302224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8000255070979302224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8000255070979302224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8000255070979302224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothingness.html' title='Nothingness'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-919586601859233152</id><published>2008-03-08T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:54:10.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loveless</title><content type='html'>every night when i sleep, i sleep with thoughts of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-919586601859233152?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/919586601859233152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=919586601859233152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/919586601859233152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/919586601859233152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/loveless.html' title='loveless'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5099286257580711365</id><published>2008-03-06T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:10:32.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo</title><content type='html'>There's something about the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Something I noticed when the light was just right&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me twice that I was alive&lt;br /&gt;And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear will be the rescue of me&lt;br /&gt;Strange how it turns out that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something about the way you move&lt;br /&gt;I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing&lt;br /&gt;More subtle than something someone contrives&lt;br /&gt;Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you&lt;br /&gt;Strange how it turns out that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?&lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just so out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5099286257580711365?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5099286257580711365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5099286257580711365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5099286257580711365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5099286257580711365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/03/echo.html' title='Echo'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-708966597023693790</id><published>2008-02-28T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:55:51.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rout</title><content type='html'>i got 'told off' by my physics sub-tutor. but it was good, cos he sort of set me straight. he's a 'sub' cos he's not the main. but he's arguably better than the main one. in any case, i am going to start to pick up the broken and shattered pieces of my (academic) life, then start to rush. the smithereens of life... how could i have ever messed them up so badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-708966597023693790?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/708966597023693790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=708966597023693790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/708966597023693790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/708966597023693790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/rout.html' title='Rout'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5585355474319480038</id><published>2008-02-24T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T11:42:07.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Request</title><content type='html'>do you people know what's rubbing salt into wound, applying butter on burns? if you do, please refrain from doing, or even mentioning the following, in front/ audible/ visible range of the affected personnels:&lt;br /&gt;-saying that a certain individual is another's "favourite teacher (",)" (that smirk is necessary)&lt;br /&gt;-upon the end of a certain lecture/ lesson, remark that it is time for a certain individual's "favourite lesson (=" (that smile is necessary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the list is non-exhaustive, may all childish individuals stop their behaviour and grow up. with at least 17 years of life experience, you should know what is appropriate and what isn't. when the tables are turned, it is to my perception that you, too do not want anyone to do likewise. no matter how much that you say you "don't mind", it is in your collective subconscious that you actually do, just that you do not, and will try not to publicly show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5585355474319480038?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5585355474319480038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5585355474319480038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5585355474319480038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5585355474319480038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/request.html' title='Request'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5024472847073055659</id><published>2008-02-19T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:02:01.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolution</title><content type='html'>i am really sorry for updating my blog sloppily... in any ways or means, this shall be the post that i am going to talk about my resolution... maybe. i am not so sure, but it really seems weird to me that i am blogging about what i am going to become for the next year. as what's written here may just be a fragment of my unsound, sociopathic mind it is not really a true indication or what-not for the mindset i am going to havefor the remaining time in this year. however, one thing is for certain, that i am going to settle down and start studying by this friday. which is after the significant (to me, after all) 15th day of the first lunar month. henceforth, i shall after that day cut down on my idle time. that is what i had in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain individual is really fouled up to the extent that calling said individual 'fouled up' is doing injustice to those people who are (fortunately or unfortunately) fouled up. when you are doing an assignment, it would be really nice and appreciated that you do not put 'impression' into place. else where's justice? if you don't know what that means, maybe that said individual should go and read up more. said individual may not even heard of the term 'noise of creativity', where a certain flexibility in a regime will help indivivuals undergoing said regime to ease up a little. when people talk, theycommunicate. when people are distracted, it may be error on one's part that one is not engaging. being a control freak will never help in any interdependant symbiosis or what-not. when one has power, please put it to good use. not trying ways and means to restrict and suppress other individuals. when left alone, said individuals have one thing that you had presumed they don't - taking responsibility for themselves. clashes such as this are irrelevant and would be really unnecessary. what's more important that it impedes the individuals' impression of said individual as anormal, human being. 'how can anyone ever tolerate that kind of treatment?' they wondered. it is really below these individuals to actually make their grudges and unhappiness towards said individual materialise. if said individual happens to stumble on this little piece of article, put some of your (i presumed you have, and it is working and functioning normally like any other human being's) brain into working. that would be called 'reflecting'. this would mostly be all. you retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5024472847073055659?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5024472847073055659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5024472847073055659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5024472847073055659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5024472847073055659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/absolution.html' title='Absolution'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1489404458869442161</id><published>2008-02-17T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:50:19.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>sianz diaoz these few days i'm really tired. don't know why... then summore the gp is getting on my nerves, but i'm going to *try* to finish it tomorrow morning, then can hand in... oh yeah, still got maths to chiong. but i dao-ed it. not with intentions, but it is just that i sianz diaoz, cos i din know how to do... will have to copy tomorrow too... this post sounds more 'flustered' than 'tired', but i'll stick to that name. wonder why some songs doesn't have their title reflected in their song lyrics/mood/tune? this post is something like that. except it is more boring. more bland. more plain. more selfsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1489404458869442161?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1489404458869442161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1489404458869442161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1489404458869442161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1489404458869442161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6213343056245795036</id><published>2008-02-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T20:19:13.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-16</title><content type='html'>Take a photograph,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the last,&lt;br /&gt;Not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a past&lt;br /&gt;I just have a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Not a family or honest plea remains to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you I want,&lt;br /&gt;Or just the notion&lt;br /&gt;Of a heart to wrap around so I can find my way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe to say from here,&lt;br /&gt;You're getting closer now,&lt;br /&gt;We are never sad cause we are not allowed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you,&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I could ever do,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all that i could ever do,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i am miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6213343056245795036?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6213343056245795036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6213343056245795036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6213343056245795036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6213343056245795036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/song-16.html' title='Song-16'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5279121219513566508</id><published>2008-02-08T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T09:14:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-15</title><content type='html'>Look up, the stars are fading&lt;br /&gt;And I am still here waiting&lt;br /&gt;To see you again&lt;br /&gt;Be with you my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the moon is gone forever&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're up there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;Be with you my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all the roads they lead to where you are&lt;br /&gt;And all the streetlights shine like they were stars&lt;br /&gt;That's where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's spend tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;And we can do anything,&lt;br /&gt;We can be anything&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;As real as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;You're only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out across the water&lt;br /&gt;Faces of lonely daughters and mothers who care&lt;br /&gt;But just can't be there&lt;br /&gt;Swear that I will see you someday&lt;br /&gt;I have to find a way&lt;br /&gt;To show you I care&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm following the road to where you are&lt;br /&gt;(Meet you tonight on top of)&lt;br /&gt;The streetlights they will guide me to the stars&lt;br /&gt;That's where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's spend tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;And we can do anything,&lt;br /&gt;We can be anything&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;As real as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;You're only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is empty without you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;And I need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall asleep and it's alright&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and I'll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's spend tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;And we can do anything,&lt;br /&gt;We can be anything&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;As real as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;You're only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's spend tonight on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;(On top of the world)&lt;br /&gt;As real as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;You're only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. good song for a mortified soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5279121219513566508?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5279121219513566508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5279121219513566508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5279121219513566508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5279121219513566508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/song-15.html' title='Song-15'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7662555467315844444</id><published>2008-02-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:31:51.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joyful</title><content type='html'>i got money now, so can buy shoes. but now the shoes around are like so fouled up. so i am sad. and my sole is wider than it should be, meaning shoes that fit me nicely goes outta shape sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7662555467315844444?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7662555467315844444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7662555467315844444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7662555467315844444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7662555467315844444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/02/joyful.html' title='joyful'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2786439663692408179</id><published>2008-01-31T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:07:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song-14</title><content type='html'>Tonight we drink to youth&lt;br /&gt;And holding fast the truth&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;My heart still has a beat&lt;br /&gt;But love is now a feat&lt;br /&gt;As common as a cold day in L.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fettered and abused&lt;br /&gt;Stand naked and accused&lt;br /&gt;Should I surface, this one-man submarine?&lt;br /&gt;I only want the truth!&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we drink to youth!&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose what I had as a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a spell that I am under&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me from seeing the real thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's a good hurt&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Love sings&lt;br /&gt;When it transcends the bad things&lt;br /&gt;Have a heart and try me&lt;br /&gt;'cause without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts, ohhh-oh ohh&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts la-la-la-la-la-la oh&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts&lt;br /&gt;Without love I won't survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2786439663692408179?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2786439663692408179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2786439663692408179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2786439663692408179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2786439663692408179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-14.html' title='song-14'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7768719844645452448</id><published>2008-01-30T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:40:41.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlook</title><content type='html'>seems to me that this year sucks kerbillions and it's not going to change for the better. changed my outlook, now i shall be a boor. maybe it'll make me feel alot better. time will tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7768719844645452448?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7768719844645452448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7768719844645452448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7768719844645452448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7768719844645452448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/outlook.html' title='Outlook'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8455362060071513530</id><published>2008-01-28T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:03:22.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exasperated</title><content type='html'>Sian, feels like i need a cocked gun, so i can just put it to my head, and pop it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8455362060071513530?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8455362060071513530/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-5096888550096632908.post-6462903000080195118</id><published>2008-01-24T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:25:35.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What...</title><content type='html'>sianz got owned by classmates and juniors. wad a life. got some stupid ct stuff to do. gp article. maths tutorial. gp f2f questions. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6462903000080195118?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6462903000080195118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6462903000080195118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6462903000080195118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6462903000080195118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/what.html' title='What...'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3209454510745767938</id><published>2008-01-23T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:55:25.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay-chicken</title><content type='html'>lol today i played a new game, called gay-chicken. you're supposed to put your face close to the other person's, then the one who backed out is the gay-chicken. lol. sianz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3209454510745767938?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3209454510745767938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3209454510745767938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3209454510745767938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the prom&lt;br /&gt;I get too scared to move, cause i'm a fucking boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I was in the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;now's my time&lt;br /&gt;Lost the words,lost my nerve, lost the girl, left the line&lt;br /&gt;I would wish upon a star, but that star, it doesn't shine&lt;br /&gt;So read my book with a boring ending&lt;br /&gt;A short story of a lonely guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel like it's raining outside&lt;br /&gt;And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom&lt;br /&gt;I get too scared to move, cause I'm a fucking boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel like it's raining outside&lt;br /&gt;And when the storm's gone i'm all torn up inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm always nervous on, days like this like the prom&lt;br /&gt;I get too scared to move, cause i'm still just a stupid worthless boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i feel rotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4586822476927646775?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4586822476927646775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4586822476927646775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4586822476927646775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4586822476927646775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-13.html' title='Song-13'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6208656161205725067</id><published>2008-01-16T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:19:17.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-12</title><content type='html'>This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust&lt;br /&gt;I've got my heart set on anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring down myself, counting up the years&lt;br /&gt;Steady hands, just take the wheel...&lt;br /&gt;And every glance is killing me&lt;br /&gt;Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm moving but I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared&lt;br /&gt;But I've become what I can't be, oh&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there&lt;br /&gt;And you'd give anything to get what's fair&lt;br /&gt;But fair ain't what you really need&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can u see what I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're tryin to come back, all my senses push&lt;br /&gt;Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could...&lt;br /&gt;Steady feet, don't fail me now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna run till you can't walk&lt;br /&gt;But something pulls my focus out&lt;br /&gt;And I'm standing down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm moving but I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared&lt;br /&gt;But I've become what I can't be, oh&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;You start to wonder why you're here not there&lt;br /&gt;And you'd give anything to get what's fair&lt;br /&gt;But fair ain't what you really need&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you don't need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What u need, what u need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm moving but I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared&lt;br /&gt;But I've become what I can't be&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do u see what I see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i feel down and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6208656161205725067?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6208656161205725067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6208656161205725067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6208656161205725067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6208656161205725067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-12.html' title='Song-12'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3415825429516437194</id><published>2008-01-12T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T20:21:52.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>bah, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3415825429516437194?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3415825429516437194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3415825429516437194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3415825429516437194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3415825429516437194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-842356893204000324</id><published>2008-01-10T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:03:36.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>i can't seem to get anything right. even my feelings, i guess. i hope that she know how i feel, and i hope to know how she feels. but this time of our lives, we need to focus on something that is more important. haiz... hope i had more courage. why am i as such?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-842356893204000324?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-119980702123816835</id><published>2008-01-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:32:15.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>!@#$, i don't know what the %^&amp;* is wrong with me... nothing seems to go right... seems like every single people wants a piece to me... !@#$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-119980702123816835?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/119980702123816835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=119980702123816835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/119980702123816835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/119980702123816835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2352172768040534760</id><published>2008-01-07T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:46:06.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>Damn it i suck at life... God damn it... Grew up a screw-up... What the hamburgers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2352172768040534760?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2352172768040534760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2352172768040534760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2352172768040534760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2352172768040534760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5250059324461678900</id><published>2008-01-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T23:04:27.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-11</title><content type='html'>It's too late baby, there's no turning around&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud&lt;br /&gt;This is how I do&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you could break me apart&lt;br /&gt;I keep a sinister smile and a hold of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You want to get inside&lt;br /&gt;Then you can get in line&lt;br /&gt;But not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to philosophize&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And it's so surreal&lt;br /&gt;I got a closet filled up to the brim&lt;br /&gt;With the ghosts of my past and the skeletons&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You'd even try&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you caught me off guard&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like a hero and you are my heroine)&lt;br /&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;br /&gt;And then you turned me around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a new born child&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get a chance to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;It's not complicated&lt;br /&gt;I was so jaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i hope you'd care too... cos i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5250059324461678900?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5250059324461678900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5250059324461678900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5250059324461678900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5250059324461678900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-11.html' title='Song-11'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4881463101707808835</id><published>2008-01-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:09:56.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn</title><content type='html'>there's splitting of classes within classes; meaning weaker students get stronger teachers, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the weaker/ weakest class in physics and economics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how screwed am i? isn't that rhetorical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4881463101707808835?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4881463101707808835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4881463101707808835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4881463101707808835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4881463101707808835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2008/01/darn.html' title='Darn'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4715304890480151007</id><published>2007-12-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:54:49.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>i am super tired of sticking myself knee-deep into things that i can't do. i am super tired of some people. just tired. but i enjoyed the company. hope they will remember me as one who's nice and a pushover. but who hates having a pushover as a higher-up? whatever it is, i love shooting and i will stand by my team and team-to-be to get them to the podium position we've lusted for so long. nothing shall get in our way. except my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4715304890480151007?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4715304890480151007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4715304890480151007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4715304890480151007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4715304890480151007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/12/end.html' title='End'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3409565441844954624</id><published>2007-12-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:52:30.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-10</title><content type='html'>if i told you things i did before&lt;br /&gt;told you how i used to be&lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;if you knew my story word for word&lt;br /&gt;had all of my history&lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did before and had my share&lt;br /&gt;it didn't lead nowhere&lt;br /&gt;i would go along with someone like you&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you did&lt;br /&gt;who you were hanging with&lt;br /&gt;we could stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when things has gone this far&lt;br /&gt;people tend to disappear&lt;br /&gt;no one would surprise me unless you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell there's something goin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hours seem to disappear&lt;br /&gt;everyone is leaving i'm still with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;where we are going to&lt;br /&gt;we can stick around and see this night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the young style&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about our own folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style&lt;br /&gt;all we care about is talking&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3409565441844954624?l=wadsmyageagain.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-5096888550096632908.post-7824703985306166319</id><published>2007-12-13T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:50:22.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-09</title><content type='html'>Under your spell again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;Crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have let you torture me so sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't let go of this dream.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe but I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough,&lt;br /&gt;I feel good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink up sweet decadence.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say no to you,&lt;br /&gt;And I've completely lost myself, and I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't let you conquer me completely.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't let go of this dream.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good enough,&lt;br /&gt;I feel good enough.&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a long time coming, but I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Pour real life down on me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Am I good enough for you to love me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take care what you ask of me,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I can't say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7824703985306166319?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7824703985306166319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7824703985306166319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7824703985306166319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7824703985306166319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/12/song-09.html' title='Song-09'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5838242735304426131</id><published>2007-12-06T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:05:28.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-08</title><content type='html'>Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning&lt;br /&gt;Heard the TV sayin' something&lt;br /&gt;'Bout disaster in the world and&lt;br /&gt;It made me wonder where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;There's so much darkness in the world&lt;br /&gt;But I see beauty left in you girl&lt;br /&gt;And what you give me makes me know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if your love was all I had&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;Well that would be enough&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;So rest your weary heart&lt;br /&gt;And relax your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm gonna love you girl&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got me singing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody sing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody singing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No if you're ever wondering&lt;br /&gt;About the way I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Well baby girl there ain't no question&lt;br /&gt;Just to be around you is a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of trying to save the world&lt;br /&gt;I just want to spend my time with you girl&lt;br /&gt;And what you're giving me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me know that we'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if your love was all I had&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;Well that would be enough&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;So rest your weary heart&lt;br /&gt;And relax your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm gonna love you girl&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got me singing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody sing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody singing&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the lovers&lt;br /&gt;If you're out there let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the lovers&lt;br /&gt;If you're out there let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the lovers&lt;br /&gt;If you're out there let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the lovers&lt;br /&gt;If you're out there let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if your love was all I had&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;That would be enough&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5838242735304426131?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5838242735304426131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5838242735304426131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5838242735304426131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5838242735304426131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='Song-08'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2774146192577862494</id><published>2007-11-28T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T19:10:43.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness</title><content type='html'>Maybe i should start running 2 times a day to keep fit.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should do crunches 3 times a day to lose some flab.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should swim 3 times a week to get some body parts working.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should do pushups during my free time to hopefully slim down.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should have some form of regime during the holiday for working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't say maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2774146192577862494?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2774146192577862494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2774146192577862494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2774146192577862494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2774146192577862494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/fitness.html' title='Fitness'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6073840703206557876</id><published>2007-11-27T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:19:34.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knife-point</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you got a knife against your throat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6073840703206557876?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6073840703206557876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6073840703206557876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6073840703206557876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6073840703206557876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/knife-point.html' title='Knife-point'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8013201722915172464</id><published>2007-11-22T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:11:11.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-07</title><content type='html'>Well I was there on the day&lt;br /&gt;They sold the cause for the queen,&lt;br /&gt;And when the lights all went out&lt;br /&gt;We watched our lives on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the ending myself,&lt;br /&gt;But it started with an alright scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the roar of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;That gave me heartache to sing.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lie when they smiled&lt;br /&gt;And said, "you won't feel a thing"&lt;br /&gt;And as we ran from the cops&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so hard, it would sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my high school career&lt;br /&gt;Spit on and shoved to agree&lt;br /&gt;So I could watch all my heroes&lt;br /&gt;Sell a car on tv&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the old guillotine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll show 'em what we all mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong)&lt;br /&gt;How can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter long after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, go away, just go, run away.&lt;br /&gt;But where did you run to? And where did you hide?&lt;br /&gt;Go find another way, price you pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to ya, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all, at all, at all, at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. POLITICS SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8013201722915172464?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8013201722915172464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8013201722915172464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8013201722915172464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8013201722915172464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-07.html' title='Song-07'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-3889299468331063912</id><published>2007-11-19T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:33:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return</title><content type='html'>Back from crashed Internet, but this doesn't make my life even more... hectic? SUPER BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-3889299468331063912?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3889299468331063912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=3889299468331063912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3889299468331063912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/3889299468331063912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/return.html' title='Return'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7883427721651398133</id><published>2007-11-11T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:03:15.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7883427721651398133?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7883427721651398133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7883427721651398133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7883427721651398133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7883427721651398133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5847013217950690050</id><published>2007-11-04T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T15:08:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-06</title><content type='html'>You were the only face I'd ever known.&lt;br /&gt;I was the light from the lamp on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and only as bright as you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;But, I am no gentleman, I can be a prick,&lt;br /&gt;and I do regret more than I admit.&lt;br /&gt;You have been followed back to the same place I sat with you drink for drink.&lt;br /&gt;Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had, everything we had,&lt;br /&gt;everything we had, everything we had is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the only place I'd never known.&lt;br /&gt;Turned off the light on my way out the door.&lt;br /&gt;I will be watching wherever you go,&lt;br /&gt;through the eyes of a fly on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;You have been followed back to the same place I sat with you drink for drink.&lt;br /&gt;Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had, everything we had,&lt;br /&gt;everything we had, everything we had is no longer there, longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw for yourself, the way it played out.&lt;br /&gt;For you, I am blinded.&lt;br /&gt;For you, I am blinded, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no gentleman, I can be a prick.&lt;br /&gt;And I do regret more than I admit.&lt;br /&gt;You have been followed back to the same place I sat with you drink for drink.&lt;br /&gt;Take the pain out of love and then love won't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had, everything we had,&lt;br /&gt;everything we had, everything we had.&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had, everything we had,&lt;br /&gt;everything we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you wherever you go,&lt;br /&gt;through the eyes of a fly on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5847013217950690050?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5847013217950690050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5847013217950690050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5847013217950690050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5847013217950690050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/song-06.html' title='Song-06'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-799093659660462691</id><published>2007-11-04T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:29:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>05112007's chalet. Hope won't be wasting time there. I must also remind myself not to spend too much, need to save up... So boring, the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-799093659660462691?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/799093659660462691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=799093659660462691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/799093659660462691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/799093659660462691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-6908442615327847334</id><published>2007-11-03T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T09:38:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thrift</title><content type='html'>Hamburgers! I'll just save up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-6908442615327847334?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6908442615327847334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=6908442615327847334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6908442615327847334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/6908442615327847334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/thrift.html' title='Thrift'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5532657482601889478</id><published>2007-11-02T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:33:29.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke</title><content type='html'>Shucks! I don't have enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5532657482601889478?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5532657482601889478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5532657482601889478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5532657482601889478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5532657482601889478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/11/broke.html' title='Broke'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-655381364040962027</id><published>2007-10-28T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:04:11.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-05</title><content type='html'>When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my face I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't throw that away&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away and&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll stay, stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is how far i'm going. Hope you feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-655381364040962027?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/655381364040962027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=655381364040962027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/655381364040962027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/655381364040962027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-05.html' title='Song-05'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4928161967311849423</id><published>2007-10-27T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T08:06:26.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieved</title><content type='html'>School term ended yesterday, and i'm happy to find out that i'm able to move on. That's gratifying, but that feeling is short-lived. Welcome to the real world, where everything other thing is unpredictable. I've got to engage a tutor to help me gear up for the final lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i can go on to fulfil my next dream, or plan of actions. Hope that she will agree! I really do hope to know how she feels; even though there's no action or initiatives taken by me for the past term (or two) doesn't mean i've stopped feeling that eay towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it from me today. Good luck all in your endeavours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4928161967311849423?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4928161967311849423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4928161967311849423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4928161967311849423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4928161967311849423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/relieved.html' title='Relieved'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7327399694608223192</id><published>2007-10-21T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:55:24.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Begrudged</title><content type='html'>It's very disheartening to be called names by your classmates. It feels alright after they don't call you that and start to give you that little ounce of respect. It's sad that you cannot follow them up. It's surprising to find that a friend (or ex-classmate for that matter) is stuck with that same situation as you. It feels worse that your ex-classmate (or friend, whichever way you look; since you *may* or *may not* be able to stand him/ her) called you the similar name, citing sources of the past year. It feels really terrible that that name is vulgar and is a military term for something that's real bad. It's ignorant of your friend (*supposedly* or *non-supposedly*, since friends are suppose to accept one for who they are, be it good or bad; which leaves me to wonder: is there a tolerance level of acceptance in a friendship?) to not know what you really mean when you have written about the situation you're in, and hope that it goes away. It's a bad move that you write about it, since the real meaning is not being received by your ex-classmate, and instead made known to others who had called you some other name that does not have any implied/double meanings or pun to them; just a matter of good clean fun. It's okay that you have to explain yourself to the other parties other than that friend of yours that you are not referring to them. It's hurtful when that ex-classmate decided to let that other name take precedence of your real name. It's not normal a friend to do that, therefore i'm just curious and puzzled that should i even wonder about this. It's alright that you have to face the world with smiles and laughter though you may be sad and unhappy. It's better to keep things to oneself than to release it, since you got no respect; you shouldn't even try to make things worse for yourself. It's heartening that by writing out your true emotions it is kept in private audience- no one knows. No one cares and no one will take action (or actions for that matter). It's unwitting of one to touch that ex-classmate's raw nerve, and spark off a plethora of hurtful name-calling and targeting. It's wrong to find out from your previous class how or why did they begin to call you that name. It's depressing to find out that they don't know why they do that- by not being able to recall the origins of that slew of name calling mean that they do not take it to heart. By not taking it to heart it means that they treat it as nothing. By treating it as nothing it means that they will do it again. By doing it again it means that other party (or parties) will be hurt. It's right to be civilised and not scold vulgarities. It's going to be uncontrollable, once you blow your top. Since you had contained the hatred, the emotions and the angst seemingly well, once you lapse into rage you will start to recall what series of events triggered this maelstrom of emotions and flow of actions, all of which will only fuel your temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to contain my unhappiness, and only release it at the private sphere. However, in perspective, when i on certain occasions that i released it in front of that friend and/or directly at that ex-classmate, i had to tolerate the after-actions too; citing that it is all in the name of harmless fun. Had i not make clear of my stand as to harmful name calling? Had i not tolerate enough of your childish actions and mannerisms? Had i not given you enough "face" to not address this directly in your face (no pun intended- if you're insensitive, i will seek this chance to clarify; since i'm in a rather unfeeling mood i'm not in a right state to even joke)? Considering your age, you should be the one to set an example. There are, in school a great amount of people your junior who displayed maturity of thought and actions, not citing the class. Please. Mature. Otherwise you'll suffer. I'll see to it that you truly do. I'll make sure. "Tolerance" has a limit, though it is a relative term. DO NOT TAKE MY POSITIVE, OUTGOING AND SEEMINGLY WELL-TEMPERED PERSONA AS MY WEAKNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX (I will still sign off, no matter what.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7327399694608223192?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7327399694608223192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7327399694608223192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7327399694608223192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7327399694608223192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/begrudged.html' title='Begrudged'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-2333081928288166743</id><published>2007-10-18T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:30:59.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy</title><content type='html'>Now that the dust's settled, i still see myself in a dire crisis. Facing the problem of not promoting, yet again. However, this time i feel as if something really impaled me. like a pole-arm thrust by a lancer going at full gallop. It hurts and it feels bad. It's a sharp but slow and agonizing. Humiliating. Mocking. Condescending. Yet in me i still hope for salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school year is ending soon, and i had (self-proclaimed) initiated the intra-class angel mortal game. It's not well received, from what it looks like. Thought that this (first and) last thing i planned for the class is appreciated. Truth be told, reality checked, it's obviously not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-2333081928288166743?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2333081928288166743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=2333081928288166743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2333081928288166743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/2333081928288166743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/unhappy.html' title='Unhappy'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4141040916900662262</id><published>2007-10-11T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:08:36.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>You know, if you see things in a different light, you will be:&lt;br /&gt;-emotionally unstable&lt;br /&gt;-hard to let go of it (or them)&lt;br /&gt;-start to hate yourself, or hate yourself even more&lt;br /&gt;-harbour suicidal thoughts; contemplating your own demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after a while, you might even:&lt;br /&gt;-try to accept yourself for who you are, hence eliminating your suicidal thoughts&lt;br /&gt;-be nonchalant&lt;br /&gt;-be indifferent&lt;br /&gt;-become a sociopath&lt;br /&gt;-make other people worse off, leaving you as yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4141040916900662262?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4141040916900662262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4141040916900662262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4141040916900662262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4141040916900662262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1390755710058987378</id><published>2007-10-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:18:16.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I got retained again. God forbid, but life is bad. I hate it. So much for improvement. I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1390755710058987378?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1390755710058987378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1390755710058987378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1390755710058987378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1390755710058987378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1095468752080871816</id><published>2007-10-08T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:27:00.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-04</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't see you but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't see you but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be around you&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I can't say&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;And look the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emptiness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering why I've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I realize&lt;br /&gt;It was always there just never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting here...been waiting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1095468752080871816?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1095468752080871816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1095468752080871816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1095468752080871816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1095468752080871816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-04.html' title='Song-04'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5620891858625419608</id><published>2007-10-07T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:42:30.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>As the days draw nearer to 11102007, i begin to feel more and more uneasy. I start to worry more, and i cannot seem to set anything straight. Darn it, it all feels so strangely familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will i do if history repeats itself? Where will i go? Who should i turn to? I do not know how. Please, if anything i can do to help myself, i will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. Send Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5620891858625419608?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5620891858625419608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5620891858625419608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5620891858625419608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5620891858625419608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-8286426660612668608</id><published>2007-10-06T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:11:55.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i went for a movie with my best friend. Maybe not a friends, rather buddy. I should say he's like my brother which i never had. We watched the sneak of Resident Evil: Extinction. The funny part of the movie is that for most of the time the two of us covered our ears when the screen is dark, or that they are underground. Well, i guess it's nice to watch horror movies with someone that won't laugh at you, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the point of why he is more than just a best friend and all, is that between the two of us, there are immense trust. i don't know how to say it, but it's like the most important thing between friends, lovers, partners and any other relationships you may come across is trust. I learned a lot of things from him, and he gives me advice most, if not all the time we meet. Surely, such friends are hard to find, let alone come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, i have this something that i really want to tell you guys about. However, it is constantly undermined and stifled by my subconscious. Not now, i guess. Not this time. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-8286426660612668608?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8286426660612668608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=8286426660612668608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8286426660612668608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/8286426660612668608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/movie.html' title='Movie'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-7544876439214140537</id><published>2007-10-04T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:27:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-03</title><content type='html'>And my heart hangs from this noose&lt;br /&gt;Like your footsteps, in crowded rooms&lt;br /&gt;Filled with sweet scents of autumn blooms&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch a glimpse from her empty stare&lt;br /&gt;Hidden eyes behind her auburn hair&lt;br /&gt;Catch my breath for the smoke to clear&lt;br /&gt;And it's just as it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best laid plans&lt;br /&gt;Will build and break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Her guilty hands&lt;br /&gt;Tear my whole world apart&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps racing&lt;br /&gt;She's softly dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll wake up in vacant rooms&lt;br /&gt;Pull you close to my aching skin&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass on the porcelain&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you imagined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll forget what we used to say&lt;br /&gt;And our lives won't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close as I drift away&lt;br /&gt;And it's just as it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best laid plans&lt;br /&gt;Will build and break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Her guilty hands&lt;br /&gt;Tear my whole world apart&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps racing&lt;br /&gt;She's softly dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;And we'll both take our revenge&lt;br /&gt;But we still don't feel any better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening (feel any better)&lt;br /&gt;I'm scraped and sober, but there's no one listening to me at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-7544876439214140537?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7544876439214140537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=7544876439214140537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7544876439214140537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/7544876439214140537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-03.html' title='Song-03'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4345078263260776697</id><published>2007-10-03T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:51:55.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call</title><content type='html'>another friend: eh, go sing song leh...&lt;br /&gt;me: i thought you got A's to do?&lt;br /&gt;another friend: with A's then cannot relax meh?&lt;br /&gt;me: no lah... hais i very depressed now eh...&lt;br /&gt;another friend: wad? scared getting held up another year?&lt;br /&gt;me: not just that, i can't seem to do anything right... you when want to sing song?&lt;br /&gt;another friend: whenever you want loh...&lt;br /&gt;me: okay tell you next time... should be within this week... bye... take care and jia you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4345078263260776697?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4345078263260776697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4345078263260776697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4345078263260776697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4345078263260776697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/call.html' title='Call'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-5106680561434755513</id><published>2007-10-03T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:48:04.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch</title><content type='html'>friend: why you so tired today?&lt;br /&gt;me: cos i sleep late... yesterday celebrate father's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;friend: ... say, why don't you take up a sport?&lt;br /&gt;me: i can't run... i run 1 km everyday...&lt;br /&gt;friend: not enough... 1 km is for X country warm-up...&lt;br /&gt;me: ... sian lah... you online everyday since it blows over is it?&lt;br /&gt;friend: yah... then what? you leh?&lt;br /&gt;me: i don't go online as much after it blew over... just nwah... and sleep...&lt;br /&gt;friend: play dota lahs...&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm not good at it, might as well not play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-5106680561434755513?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5106680561434755513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=5106680561434755513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5106680561434755513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/5106680561434755513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/10/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-9088995952146158703</id><published>2007-09-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:59:43.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-02</title><content type='html'>Everytime that I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face gettin clearer&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;It went by like dust to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that the way&lt;br /&gt;Everybodys got their dues in life to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know its everybodys sin&lt;br /&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life is in books written pages&lt;br /&gt;Live and learn from fools and from sages&lt;br /&gt;You know its true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the years&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if its just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the years&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if its just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on&lt;br /&gt;Dream yourself a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the years&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if its just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-9088995952146158703?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/9088995952146158703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=9088995952146158703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/9088995952146158703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/9088995952146158703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-02.html' title='Song-02'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-4130774230997331249</id><published>2007-09-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:21:51.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquests</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, i will be taking my promotional examinations. I took it before, and it should be fine. I hope. Suddenly i just feel so oppressed. There are no more options left for me, should i still do not make it. Hopefully i will. It is for the greater good, i think. Have i revised? Yes i did. Do i have any applied knowledge? No i do not. That is my defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-4130774230997331249?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4130774230997331249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=4130774230997331249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4130774230997331249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/4130774230997331249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/09/conquests.html' title='Conquests'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096888550096632908.post-1277021805408240731</id><published>2007-09-21T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T19:08:27.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song-01</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a dream about you&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I'm dancing right beside you&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like everyone was having fun&lt;br /&gt;the kind of feeling I've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop come a little closer&lt;br /&gt;As we jam the rhythm gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun&lt;br /&gt;We were dancing all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is right to put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling right&lt;br /&gt;You wrap your arms around too&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly I feel the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it this dream was all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;I wish this dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;We'll make this dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game ?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5096888550096632908-1277021805408240731?l=wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1277021805408240731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5096888550096632908&amp;postID=1277021805408240731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1277021805408240731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5096888550096632908/posts/default/1277021805408240731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wadsmyageagain.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-01.html' title='Song-01'/><author><name>chee hao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252685439712268359</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
