<?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-12572646</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:10:19.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Jesus Name</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4996836082668531797</id><published>2008-08-16T09:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:19:39.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Guardian Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2GuX-F08fwI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2GuX-F08fwI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4996836082668531797?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4996836082668531797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4996836082668531797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4996836082668531797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4996836082668531797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-guardian-angel.html' title='Your Guardian Angel'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2292997482954107609</id><published>2008-07-25T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:42:59.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAD Man</title><content type='html'>Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 last post before i go army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye my love... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2292997482954107609?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2292997482954107609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2292997482954107609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2292997482954107609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2292997482954107609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/07/pad-man.html' title='PAD Man'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-6886885122381071691</id><published>2008-06-10T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:46:22.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anybody cared.</title><content type='html'>Why am i keen about rising oil prices lately? Cause the consequences of the ever-rising oil prices is so real. Nobody can escape from it. Not the students, housewives, working adults and even the don't-care-about-anything people especially those naive people that thinks the rising prices are just a bunch of bullshit that would not intrude their lives. After gathering "studies" about what would happen if oil prices hit US$200 per barrel. The result is not something i would look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your food will cost twice as expensive. For example, your $2.50 chicken rice will cost $5.00 sooner or later. As your average food travels for 1500 miles before it ends up on your place. Incurring much of it cost to transportation. Higher oil prices means higher food prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;COE&lt;/span&gt; cost next to nothing. Cause owning a car would be too expensive to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody will be taking public transport! We will squeeze in the train like sardines just like Japan. You going breathe in what the person standing next to you breathed out. You smell the sweat of the a sport person in the train. You get so close to the person standing in front of you, you can literally lick the sweat beats down his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case of a recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably, you have no bonus at the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;, a pay-cut, retrenchment. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MacDonald's&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; would retain it's "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; title".  Movie going would be a once in 4 months event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the same damn in years to come from the Singapore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt;. Just because every company would be dumping or discarding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IRs&lt;/span&gt;, Casino and etc projects because it would be ridiculously expensive to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;build&lt;/span&gt;. Everywhere would be half completed constructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pocket money slashed half. No more nice clothes, no more mp3 or mp4, you change computer 5 years later. Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt; would be a passed down one from your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You be cycling to get your butt on the streets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-6886885122381071691?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/6886885122381071691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=6886885122381071691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6886885122381071691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6886885122381071691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-anybody-cared.html' title='If anybody cared.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1631211462347350367</id><published>2008-05-26T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:58:44.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lukas Rossi - Creep (Rockstar Supernova)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Lz3lRRdgOFg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Lz3lRRdgOFg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not forgetting my favorite singer of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKAS ROSSI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1631211462347350367?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1631211462347350367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1631211462347350367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1631211462347350367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1631211462347350367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/05/lukas-rossi-creep-rockstar-supernova.html' title='Lukas Rossi - Creep (Rockstar Supernova)'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2027002121158126165</id><published>2008-05-26T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:55:20.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Cook - Billie ( Billy ) Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/h_aiawC-9aM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/h_aiawC-9aM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who wins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughtry and Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love both of them. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2027002121158126165?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2027002121158126165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2027002121158126165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2027002121158126165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2027002121158126165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/05/david-cook-billie-billy-jean.html' title='David Cook - Billie ( Billy ) Jean'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4694373075844872252</id><published>2008-05-26T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:53:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris daughtry - hemorrhage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/v5aAJGRwqIk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/v5aAJGRwqIk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chris Daughtry vs David Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta is down in the trench.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4694373075844872252?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4694373075844872252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4694373075844872252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4694373075844872252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4694373075844872252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/05/chris-daughtry-hemorrhage.html' title='Chris daughtry - hemorrhage'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-6967792090758192772</id><published>2008-05-15T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:33:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Stock Part 2</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder, why would they disgust me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous what they do and what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so disgustingly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could quote them out, I be you'll be laughing your butt out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing surprise me further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-6967792090758192772?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/6967792090758192772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=6967792090758192772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6967792090758192772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6967792090758192772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/05/laugh-stock-part-2.html' title='Laugh Stock Part 2'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-889150714223746228</id><published>2008-05-11T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:27:47.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you be my laughing stock?</title><content type='html'>It's a more than a month since i last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things i want to blog. So many things i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall sperate them into different post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with something....&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, I really want to laugh at people that.........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they say, do, think all boils down to one thing. Funny that they don't realise it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i should do is stay back and laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well... shall do some other times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-889150714223746228?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/889150714223746228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=889150714223746228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/889150714223746228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/889150714223746228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-you-be-my-laughing-stock.html' title='Will you be my laughing stock?'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5213248111107229616</id><published>2008-03-04T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T22:55:06.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish you could act your age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your bitch bitch small talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got something to say, say it in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk behind me, and act like a primary school kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 19. not 9 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, could i request you grow up please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me a hypocrite when you didn't even look at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how different your two face is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the side you would want to show to your "girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5213248111107229616?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5213248111107229616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5213248111107229616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5213248111107229616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5213248111107229616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5804025173069018705</id><published>2008-02-15T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:12:21.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Ghost Will Haunt You</title><content type='html'>Looking through the corner of he eyes,&lt;br /&gt;he figured what was standing next to him,&lt;br /&gt;before shutting his eyes tightly,&lt;br /&gt;in a gentle breath, it whispered into his ears.&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared as he is, &lt;br /&gt;he cupped ears with both his hands.&lt;br /&gt;refusing to hear anything nor to see anything.&lt;br /&gt;As he sits at his chair trembling with fear&lt;br /&gt;know that the figure is still right next to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realising, how lovely the figure was.&lt;br /&gt;he lift his hands away from his ears,&lt;br /&gt;gently squinting his eyes open,&lt;br /&gt;turning his head towards the figure,&lt;br /&gt;his mind became filled hate,anger,shame and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he angrily pushed his seat away,&lt;br /&gt;stood up and push the figure away,&lt;br /&gt;the push of hate,fear,shame and anger.&lt;br /&gt;as the figure lays on the floor screaming,&lt;br /&gt;not in pain, but of brokenness in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The figure picked itself up,&lt;br /&gt;No more loveliness, no more gentleness&lt;br /&gt;it screamed, "don't you recongise me?"&lt;br /&gt;"why are you ashamed to look at me?"&lt;br /&gt;Silence filled the air for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing face to face to the man, it continued,&lt;br /&gt;"I am you, your past, the one you killed and hated"&lt;br /&gt;"to become who you are now, why are you ashamed of me"&lt;br /&gt;As the figure spoke this, the man silented, refusing to look at the figure&lt;br /&gt;Just because he ashamed and afraid of the ghost of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; I just did this writing, as i had the "feeling" to do a writing about battling the ghost inside yourself. Cause i felt that too many people are being insecure because they are afraid and ashamed of their past. So that thought of it, just bring insecurity to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5804025173069018705?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5804025173069018705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5804025173069018705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5804025173069018705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5804025173069018705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/02/your-ghost-will-haunt-you.html' title='Your Ghost Will Haunt You'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2673660697518661964</id><published>2008-02-08T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:25:47.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From me to you.</title><content type='html'>You caught me off guard with&lt;br /&gt;That kiss which started everything&lt;br /&gt;The hold that sealed the feelings&lt;br /&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;You didn't choose to run away&lt;br /&gt;But you chose to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look of your eyes that take away&lt;br /&gt;All the insecurities&lt;br /&gt;All the fears and worries&lt;br /&gt;All of frustrations&lt;br /&gt;Your love is the sweetest sin&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm running and screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we lay on the endless lush&lt;br /&gt;Watching the clouds dancing in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Pouring our hearts together&lt;br /&gt;And that every moment with you &lt;br /&gt;Would be a moment well spent&lt;br /&gt;No looking back, no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you touch me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel how much you love me&lt;br /&gt;Where would i go from here&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep and dream&lt;br /&gt;that things will always be this way&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2673660697518661964?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2673660697518661964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2673660697518661964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2673660697518661964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2673660697518661964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/02/from-me-to-you.html' title='From me to you.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-3273670550915509226</id><published>2008-02-06T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:04:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Month 3/2/08</title><content type='html'>First month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see my pretty girlfriend in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service and meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to PS, i tricked her into going into the toilet. So that i could collect the sunflowers. When i reached the florist, she said, she need another 10 mins. Panicked! So i came out with the "I'm doing business" excuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then surprised her with a bouquet of balloons. (Thanks to deb and ken to help me collect them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were super AA as she called it. ( Attract Attention )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to habourfront. Found a quiet spot, took some pictures, before walking to an open space to let go the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Spizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert at Hagaen Diaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTS OF LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-3273670550915509226?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/3273670550915509226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=3273670550915509226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3273670550915509226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3273670550915509226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-month-3808.html' title='First Month 3/2/08'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2253551001099549655</id><published>2008-02-01T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T01:16:43.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 - 1 - 08</title><content type='html'>Had one of the best days of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with you, just you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2253551001099549655?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2253551001099549655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2253551001099549655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2253551001099549655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2253551001099549655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/02/31-1-08.html' title='31 - 1 - 08'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-997292562680127475</id><published>2008-01-23T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:54:05.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Days so far had been a bliss. What a difference a month makes. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;School started. Kinda feel the engine already. Momenteum is coming. Somehow I'm really looking forward to major studios after the first few lessons. The grad show is going to be up in 3 months time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had AG 80th Anniversary Dinner last sunday. Dinner was served at 8.30pm, and we reached there at 6.30pm. Worst, i had lunch at 1.30pm. Which left me starving when i reached Expo. Had to wait for dinner for two hours and ate my Soya Sauce cause i was too hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the food was good. Or maybe i was too hungry. Didn't realise Yew Hock can eat so much. He's like a Zi Kai and Kenneth. Left early during the dinner to avoid MRT jam. Haha, and realise we're not the only ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i was caught in the thaipusam jam from douby ghaut to little india. A normal 20 mins bus ride to school, took me 40 mins instead. Thus i was late for class. And while trying to SMS edwin that i will be late for class. I dropped my phone on the bus. Damn sad can. It sort of jammed for a while before it resume to normal function number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? Everyday is a happy day.Lalalalala..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-997292562680127475?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/997292562680127475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=997292562680127475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/997292562680127475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/997292562680127475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2008/01/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1836746713437426269</id><published>2007-12-27T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T02:13:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Somehow, this holiday break is special. Especially when my lecturer ask me to come out with at least 30 drawings, all which i haven't do. I think i'm slacking a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're moving to park mall so no more accoustic drum set. I'll really miss it. Well, lets hope it's really just for 6 months and we'll be back with the good'ol drum set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? Just can't believe so many things are happening. Big, Small and all that matters. Well, i shall be happy. Looking on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As holidays are coming to an end soon, I'm so looking forward to go New Zeland in Feb, which i hope it will be confirmed. I wanna go see the green lush, over the top mountains, cows and sheep. Lavender farm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny ah. I hope it's true we are going there. And i hope it's snowing. Whoo. Then it'll be a perfect study trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I spend my Christmas shifting stuffs around from church as we are moving. Though it's abit sad we are moving. I'm so looking forward to the next location after Park Mall and staying there for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1836746713437426269?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1836746713437426269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1836746713437426269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1836746713437426269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1836746713437426269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1809492706271877274</id><published>2007-12-27T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T02:00:18.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Lifehouse</title><content type='html'>Find Me Here&lt;br /&gt;Speak To Me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;You are the light&lt;br /&gt;That's leading me&lt;br /&gt;To the place where I find peace again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the strength, that keeps me walking.&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.&lt;br /&gt;You are the light to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose...you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You calm the storms, and you give me rest.&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.&lt;br /&gt;You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're all I want, You're all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything,everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want your all I need&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need.&lt;br /&gt;You're everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this? &lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;background&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1809492706271877274?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1809492706271877274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1809492706271877274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1809492706271877274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1809492706271877274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything-lifehouse.html' title='Everything - Lifehouse'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-345145173130846471</id><published>2007-12-05T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T03:08:49.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Down for you.</title><content type='html'>Hey girl you know you drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;One look puts the rhythm in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll never understand why you hang around&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover up with make up in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect&lt;br /&gt;Every action in this world will bear a consequence&lt;br /&gt;If you wade around forever you will surely drown&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you go and say your right again,&lt;br /&gt;Say your right again&lt;br /&gt;Heed my lecture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you push her around?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end&lt;br /&gt;As your lies crumble down a new life she has found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she will tell you that she has had enough&lt;br /&gt;Its coming round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face down in the dirt she says, this doesn't hurt she says I finally had enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just thought it feel the puzzle so perfectly. Eat your heart out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-345145173130846471?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/345145173130846471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=345145173130846471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/345145173130846471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/345145173130846471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/12/face-down.html' title='Face Down &lt;em&gt;for you.&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-828531301954349334</id><published>2007-12-03T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:39:31.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, Sleep, Shit.</title><content type='html'>Two weeks into holiday. It had been eat, sleep and play game. I actually feel relieved, refreshed, rejoiced and refocused. Been doing reading and researching lots of nonsencical stuff. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm still holding on to a miricale that things would turn out different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-828531301954349334?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/828531301954349334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=828531301954349334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/828531301954349334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/828531301954349334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/12/eat-sleep-shit.html' title='Eat, Sleep, Shit.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2569564668629355371</id><published>2007-11-26T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:17:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>Ok, one week of my holiday gone. Been resting and resting. Which I sort of need after a brain and physically draining assesment. I got a B. Finally something that I see, my efforts paying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow, i don't really know how to blog anymore. LOL. Lets see. Maybe i shall post a writing which i promised on the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things turned out to be utterly bad&lt;br /&gt;He looked there like a little boy&lt;br /&gt;Shocked and defeated, down and under.&lt;br /&gt;He look around and saw everyone&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, drifting away, &lt;br /&gt;Like a raft in the river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footprints where all that was left behind&lt;br /&gt;Pitch black and utter darkness&lt;br /&gt;He wonder around in circles,&lt;br /&gt;With voices and screamings in his head.&lt;br /&gt;Helpless and lost, he collasped to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motionlessly, he laid there.&lt;br /&gt;Too scared to open his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;All he thought was fear and &lt;br /&gt;the hope of someone, a comforter&lt;br /&gt;Soon, someone tapped his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Little one"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2569564668629355371?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2569564668629355371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2569564668629355371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2569564668629355371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2569564668629355371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1620650914209229933</id><published>2007-11-07T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:19:54.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2007 already.</title><content type='html'>Long time no blog, either i couldn't be bothered to blog or nothing special is happening. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well. All i could say is life hasn't been a bed of roses. Somehow i have been insolating myself one way or another to spend time with myself. Resting my tired body and catch up with time. Time past so fast that, I don't remember what I have been doing the past weeks. We're already in November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I'm addicted to this band called the Red JumpSuit Apparatus. Face down and Guardian Angel is dope. Their stage presence is really super strong. Penned down a writing just need to copy it here. Will do within the next few days. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1620650914209229933?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1620650914209229933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1620650914209229933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1620650914209229933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1620650914209229933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-2007-already.html' title='November 2007 already.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4136446811729772360</id><published>2007-10-12T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:00:03.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What sia.</title><content type='html'>Long time no post. Just need a space to rant and grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living my high life now. With my major moving unlike last term. This term is so much better but it comes at the price of much more work . I'm addicted to work and game for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I just feel that if people could able to control their emotions abit more and less lashing out at people and snapping on my heels. So much for me trying to close the friendship gap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i hate it. All i was trying to do was helping and all i get is a full force, in your face kind of lashing. Bah. Don't think i'll ever try again. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really putting effort and working hard for FYP 2 and a half more terms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, i bet you could DIY. DO IT YOURSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4136446811729772360?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4136446811729772360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4136446811729772360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4136446811729772360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4136446811729772360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-sia.html' title='What sia.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4078222451903595903</id><published>2007-09-27T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:18:58.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I'm not dead. Just too busy doing work or entertaining myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to complain, yet i couldn't write it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4078222451903595903?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4078222451903595903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4078222451903595903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4078222451903595903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4078222451903595903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/09/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-7865165069472198427</id><published>2007-09-03T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T01:34:53.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories.</title><content type='html'>As time flew past him,&lt;br /&gt;He could not help but look into his past,&lt;br /&gt;The memories, the living hell.&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked to the future&lt;br /&gt;and saw the purgatory of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could see the desperate cries of&lt;br /&gt;People that he loves and hate.&lt;br /&gt;Then he saw the familiar figure&lt;br /&gt;It was him, himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he look at the present&lt;br /&gt;He a heart that was bleeding, his eyes were torturous&lt;br /&gt;The agony in his heart was see through from his bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cries that desperates an unexplainable touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That could sitch back his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Waiting for darkness to turn to light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;He looks at the neverending skys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;He wondered the looks of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;He never seen one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Waiting for the sun and clouds to collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-7865165069472198427?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/7865165069472198427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=7865165069472198427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/7865165069472198427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/7865165069472198427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/09/memories.html' title='Memories.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5034647501083142295</id><published>2007-08-30T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T00:27:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Business</title><content type='html'>Bad bad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my wallet, with my ic and everything in it. Super sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, suddenly alot of things making things worst again. Argh~ I need to watch a comedy, waiting for this dumb show called, "superbad" hopes it'll help my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, we went to East Coast Park, had cycling then ate Indian Food where many of them didn't like it. Then went to arcade where i lost my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, had CC then rushed off to church, then rush to eat my lunch, then rush to practice.&lt;br /&gt;Went to habourfront to have dinner at the worst Pasta Mania, the had quite nice tao hway in Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, went to school to tap card. Played Cs in computer lab. Kinda fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday,&lt;/strong&gt; went to kenneth and lydia's house to play risk. Played like taliban, attack for the sake of attack. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, didn't go to school. Slacked at home to do work, then went to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote a few writings, will be posting one by one. So keep in tune. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;How many people actually meant what they say?&lt;br /&gt;I shudder to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm so afraid, all i get back is dissapointment or a slap in the face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5034647501083142295?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5034647501083142295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5034647501083142295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5034647501083142295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5034647501083142295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-in-business.html' title='Back in Business'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5167061660998477011</id><published>2007-08-07T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:04:55.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Used - Buried Myself Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/vvwO35_YQ9Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/vvwO35_YQ9Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5167061660998477011?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5167061660998477011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5167061660998477011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5167061660998477011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5167061660998477011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/08/used-buried-myself-alive.html' title='The Used - Buried Myself Alive'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1383654012282234099</id><published>2007-07-30T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:59:24.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifted up.</title><content type='html'>Okies. Here i am blogging after 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com crashed twice. My hard disk got formatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No music, no games and my previous assesments gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda gutted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so my week goes. I had a pretty good week. I'm happy though not really at times. But ya, the company of good friends and the stoning around Singapore River for an hour made my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty hard disk just takes away any motivation to do work. Mind is just blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God for good week anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1383654012282234099?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1383654012282234099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1383654012282234099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1383654012282234099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1383654012282234099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/07/lifted-up.html' title='Lifted up.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-575590527724041910</id><published>2007-07-17T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:20:10.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saosin - Bury your head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xKVYCGuq0ok' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xKVYCGuq0ok'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at how they emo-dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav band. Saosin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-575590527724041910?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/575590527724041910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=575590527724041910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/575590527724041910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/575590527724041910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/07/saosin-bury-your-head.html' title='Saosin - Bury your head'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-9029753681603533784</id><published>2007-07-14T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:56:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 13th</title><content type='html'>Whoever said friday 13 is bad luck. You are so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Had one of the best time yesterday. Well, not really. Cause i thought harry potter pretty ok only. I really thought we were going to eat New york New york as Angela suggested. Come to think of it, i remebered about asking her whether should i book seats. Then she said no. Now i know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly they changed their mind to watch Harry Potter DVD at Angela's place. So I was kinda, sian. Cause I thought they were the only ones free to eat with me, now that they decided to go and watch Harry Potter DVD, I was quite  reluctant to go. But still i just went, but, cleary wasn't really happy. That was the point I thought, this must really be a bad day, cause it's friday 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to Angela's place. The lift made my feeling worst cause it can't even hold four people. Then when we finally reached, the doors open. And i saw Matthew. So i kinda suspected something or thought they invited Matthew to eat together. So when I walked in. Confetti was splashed at me. Then I realise they threw a suprise party for me. All those that i've asked to eat with me but either didn't reply or said they can't make it was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I can't really soak in yet. Because I was unhappy when I was outside of the door, and when I went in I was suprised. So, the feeling it was like. Erh, What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice suprise. Cause, I never really celebrated my birthday after 12. And my parents don't even remember my birthday. So thank you all once again. I was really happy inside, but I think i didn't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think the friday 13 bad luck thingy, doesn't really work. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-9029753681603533784?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/9029753681603533784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=9029753681603533784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/9029753681603533784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/9029753681603533784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-13th.html' title='Friday 13th'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-8494340161181212549</id><published>2007-07-09T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:48:25.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>Decided to stop playing sunday's football for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel things didn't have to be ugly and had been injured by the same person for the past 2 games. And no apologises from the other party. When he just laughs away when i told him that i had a swell in my shin thanks to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-8494340161181212549?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/8494340161181212549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=8494340161181212549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8494340161181212549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8494340161181212549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/07/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-6669653804224940134</id><published>2007-07-05T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T01:46:18.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheer grit and stupid.</title><content type='html'>Just felt like blogging. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer (Secret), only afew people know it, is in the making. Haha. By 2011, hopefully. So funny when we were talking bout it on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, talked through everything. A huge thorn off my flesh. Well, there's still afew small ones. But still in the process on taking out.Bought my boots at 75 bucks after much bargaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is getting better. Life's improving. I believed all this had made me strong and tougher. Feel so much better. I just realised i can be such a loner at times. Enjoying time with myself. Not that i'm naccistic. But rather enjoying time to think through my thoughts, memories, my dreams and my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on the downside, sometimes i just feel i'm being treated like an idiot. Literally, sometimes i wonder, why bother? when people don't give shit about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to run.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned it doesn't pay&lt;br /&gt;All you'll get is nothing&lt;br /&gt;Not even something bad.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to careless and maybe be ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;Bet some people would love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-6669653804224940134?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/6669653804224940134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=6669653804224940134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6669653804224940134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6669653804224940134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/07/sheer-grit-and-stupid.html' title='Sheer grit and stupid.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-95739912675067861</id><published>2007-06-30T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:24:51.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers: Robot in disguise.</title><content type='html'>Watched transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow my mind away. My childhood heroes, superbly made into one of the best movie made. The movie just made me go, "wah, whoo, whew". Star-strucked during movie. Kicks your testorone levels to a whole new level. Simple easy to catch plot. But megatron came alittle to let. And I was don't know to laugh or to say "duh" when i see Frenzy got killed by his own saucer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of laughs, but the final battle. My... Simply the best. Super cool, when you see how sweet the autobots and decepticon transform. Anyway, decepticon's earth mode is way cooler then autobots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, when i looked at a vehicle, I was thinking, I think this vehicle may transform anytime too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to buy the transformer toy. Relive my childhood heros. Optimus prime and megatron. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-95739912675067861?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/95739912675067861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=95739912675067861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/95739912675067861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/95739912675067861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/06/transformers-robot-in-disguise.html' title='Transformers: Robot in disguise.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-386285773294809649</id><published>2007-06-24T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:00:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My writing just for you.</title><content type='html'>Don't live in your shell of self-righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;Stop believing whatever you touch is gold.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me to be responsible, when responsibilty is not in your dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not elite, you know that, you can't hide that.&lt;br /&gt;No use pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you wearing a see-through mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't the one that crush your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You crushed your own dreams by living the way you live now.&lt;br /&gt;You took my sacarsim the wrong way and killed yourself with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't match quality by quantity.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to do things for the sake of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike you. Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I see you as a treasure bag full of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Popping out golden excuses to shrink responsiblity.&lt;br /&gt;Gold coins with your face stamped of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will crumple like a bittergout.&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are. Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Self-denial, self-righteous, selfish&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything about you&lt;br /&gt;is about you and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't careless about people that care for you.&lt;br /&gt;You treat them like shit&lt;br /&gt;You hang them on the cross of embrassment&lt;br /&gt;and label them liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you, yourself&lt;br /&gt;should be on it.&lt;br /&gt;With the label.&lt;br /&gt;"Embrassed myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not as good as you think&lt;br /&gt;You are not beautiful inside out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare think that&lt;br /&gt;You are gorgeous inside out.&lt;br /&gt;When the person you love to put down&lt;br /&gt;Is a perfect example of gorgeous inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop blaming the whole world for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I think you will end up the same&lt;br /&gt;Even with a world of only perfect people.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll learn to blame yourself for who you are going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You show me the perfect example of  a&lt;br /&gt;Bi*ch&lt;br /&gt;Now i can be wary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-386285773294809649?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/386285773294809649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=386285773294809649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/386285773294809649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/386285773294809649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-writing-just-for-you.html' title='My writing just for you.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5372918455184335944</id><published>2007-06-09T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:25:31.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum dee dum...</title><content type='html'>Trying to update as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be a place to rant, since only a handful of people know my this new address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going through peoples blog, as far back as 2004, especially their church camp experiences.&lt;br /&gt;I look at where they are now, some had grew, while some shrank. Even though i learned that I should put all my trust in the Lord, but I can't help but feel sad for people once somebody i looked up to, now lies in ruin. Though they can't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are right , a spectator always sees more than the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha, so many things are happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most, is my mum, the one i worried the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Be strong for me and family&lt;br /&gt;No matter what difficulties you go through&lt;br /&gt;We'll go through with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5372918455184335944?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5372918455184335944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5372918455184335944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5372918455184335944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5372918455184335944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/06/dum-dee-dum.html' title='Dum dee dum...'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-2639510933367188361</id><published>2007-06-08T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:25:38.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Chef</title><content type='html'>Young Chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. Started out pretty well. So many little angels and few little devils. All of them were so cute. Most of kids in my group didn't tried cooking before, So they were quite amazed about the food they make. There's this little girl, when she look at you, her eyes are so  big.... but when she smile, her eyes become one line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al las, it was tiring, but kudos to Aunty Ju and Aunty Beshaw, i thought they are the most hardworking one. You know? The unsung heros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Pirates of Carribean, was pretty nice, BUT, too much betrayal going on. So you'll get lost once a while. But I kinda like the ending, cause it's not really a happily ever after ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to camp. Quite excited bout it. 130 people. And my last before going army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-2639510933367188361?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/2639510933367188361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=2639510933367188361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2639510933367188361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/2639510933367188361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/06/young-chef.html' title='Young Chef'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4641983618160507408</id><published>2007-06-05T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T02:32:42.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My super long nothing to do holiday.</title><content type='html'>Next week is camp, can't wait it to come. Ir's like 5 more days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, past week had be exhausting, haven't recovered from the Ubin Reece trip, then it was the Ubin trip itself. Tiring but fun. Somehow managed to injure my knee. Sunday was soccer, had fun, so long since we played, then on monday it was soccer again. This time, really think my legs are going to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how steel legs my legs can be, picked up a knock on sunday, picked up a knock today at the exact same place. :( So my right leg feels like it's aching very badly, my left big toe have had the "pins and needles" feeling since sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So soccer just now was like watching an EPL match. Keng got into an arguement with one of the guys, they started shoving each other, so the other party's dad, who was the goalkeeper, ran and throw a punch on Keng. I was kinda dumbfolded for a moment before i went into the crowd, and this ah beng start to pick a fight with me. So i said to him that his players are childish and  gay to hit someone. Then he just said, "then? then? then?" So one of my friend laughed at him, and said he thinks that's the only vocab in the ah beng's brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the incident, we went to make a police report, hoping that the policemen would at least warn that old man for assualting, then replied we go is, "I'm the only person in the NPPC now, so i can't go up to the court to warn the people, tell me the location and i'll ask my colleague to patrol the area more often."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOSH?! Are you freaking serious? Do we have to wait until someone die to get him to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.... Now I really doubt the capablity of the neighbourhood policemen, we should have called 999 instead. SICKENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This few days had been great. Shriek 3 is great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4641983618160507408?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4641983618160507408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4641983618160507408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4641983618160507408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4641983618160507408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-super-long-nothing-to-do-holiday.html' title='My super long nothing to do holiday.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-3986994344308196823</id><published>2007-05-22T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T01:12:05.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i★courtdeath</title><content type='html'>Everyday is a routine. Get up. Play some game. Watch tv. Then go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decide to be faarty for a moment and write some writing. Something i haven't done in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day draw near the broken heart&lt;br /&gt;He fill his mind with broken reminisce&lt;br /&gt;Like one who lost his soul and touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agony creep into his empty heart&lt;br /&gt;He fills his heart with infinity&lt;br /&gt;But he was let down by his soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cries, he laugh to wander off&lt;br /&gt;To the evergreen park&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the one he used to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's got nothing to live for&lt;br /&gt;Just before he puts that knife&lt;br /&gt;Across his neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw this light&lt;br /&gt;A familiar sighting&lt;br /&gt;He remembered this light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this light that brought him&lt;br /&gt;To the lush he yearn for&lt;br /&gt;The Utopia of his dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he found what his searching for&lt;br /&gt;Cause i found mine&lt;br /&gt;Then i realise, those footsteps where mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-3986994344308196823?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/3986994344308196823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=3986994344308196823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3986994344308196823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3986994344308196823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/05/icourtdeath.html' title='i★courtdeath'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-6186229256137511197</id><published>2007-05-15T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:33:37.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Here are the few questions I have been yearning to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How does the animals know where to look for your eyes where they look at you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why does people glorify "God" by killing people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long does the pain last, when someone die from instant death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Why is Singapore becoming a giant amusement park?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe today, was just a replay from yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why doing bad is so much more simpler than doing good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What if one day EPL turn out to be pre-arranged like WWE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-6186229256137511197?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/6186229256137511197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=6186229256137511197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6186229256137511197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/6186229256137511197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/05/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-5886599225290050457</id><published>2007-05-10T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:39:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman</title><content type='html'>Okies. I can't find a job cause most of the jobs need someone to work weekends either that or must be full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched spiderman. Well. It's all about the storylines. Not much action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The first step to forgiveness is to forgive yourself."&lt;/em&gt; Aunt May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have an emo-spiderman. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my holiday throughly. So much of good rest and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-5886599225290050457?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/5886599225290050457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=5886599225290050457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5886599225290050457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/5886599225290050457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman.html' title='Spiderman'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-65506827754615681</id><published>2007-05-04T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:35:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconciliation</title><content type='html'>Sometimes. It's best to admit everything changed. Than to pretend nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the first step to reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where all the parties involved in situations admit each faults and let each other know what they felt. To clarify, to understand and to reason out. Unless the other parties mean nothing to you, in friendship or relationship. All parties have to put in a creditable amount of effort to get everything back to the right track. Certainly, it will not be like the last time, but it will certainly be on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling back and thinking the whole world hates you or the whole world is in the wrong doesn't help. It is selfish and self-centered. Cause the point isn't about you or yourself. It's about everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use pretending nothing happened when you and everybody know something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If friendship/relationship means something to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-65506827754615681?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/65506827754615681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=65506827754615681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/65506827754615681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/65506827754615681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/05/reconciliation.html' title='Reconciliation'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-7699090715309101102</id><published>2007-03-22T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T02:38:52.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>This week was my official school holidays. 4 freaking months, i know, don't get jealous. Tried to pass time by playing game. Which made me sick the core. Hope i get the job at gammaphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days were shitty. Complicated, emotional,  confusion, drained, stabbed, dead, beaten and damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say everythings fine. But whatever thats fine, will come back like a rebellious soul, haunting me down, which can't wait to see me fall. Which want to see me broken, numbed, souless, hated, raged and trashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's so hard to be Mr. 7-11/Superman. Where you are there for everybody. Listen, talk, advice and all that kind of shit. And then you realise, the crap you input into yourself makes you full of crap, think like a crap and feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live in denial and pretend that everyones okie. Everyone have their own mask they take off and put on everyday. The mask that becomes part and parcel of your life. Well, people can say they had been hurt by so many and millions of people. But they, themselves did hurt someone before too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel hurt because whoever that hurt you is someone you cherish and hold in mind. If not you would care a shit about it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that hurt you unknowingly is the worst. Cause they creep up to your soul, slowly and steadily. Just when you realise it's presences. It's too late. It had already grabbed you. Right at your heart, soul and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could slit my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for bleeding on your shirt.&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to forget the marks you left across my neck.&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends of the gun you point at my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-7699090715309101102?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/7699090715309101102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=7699090715309101102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/7699090715309101102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/7699090715309101102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-4167665730160086447</id><published>2007-02-24T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:55:20.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-4167665730160086447?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/4167665730160086447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=4167665730160086447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4167665730160086447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/4167665730160086447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-8061240640787888768</id><published>2007-02-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:35:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not over - Chris Daughtry</title><content type='html'>I was blown away&lt;br /&gt;What could I say&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed to make sence.&lt;br /&gt;Your takin away everything&lt;br /&gt;And I can't do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to see the good in life.&lt;br /&gt;The good things in life are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;We're blowin away, blownin away&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll try to do to it right this time around&lt;br /&gt;It's not over,&lt;br /&gt;Try to do it right this time around&lt;br /&gt;It's not over&lt;br /&gt;But a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killin me&lt;br /&gt;But your the only one It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't let this get away&lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it out&lt;br /&gt;Don't get caught up in yourself&lt;br /&gt;Let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Well try to do to it right this time around&lt;br /&gt;Its not over&lt;br /&gt;But a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killin me&lt;br /&gt;But your the only one&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new crazy. This song is by Chris Daughtry, my favorite American Idol from last season.&lt;br /&gt;A very nice song. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-8061240640787888768?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/8061240640787888768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=8061240640787888768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8061240640787888768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8061240640787888768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-not-over-chris-daughtry.html' title='It&apos;s not over - Chris Daughtry'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-1015223719000612016</id><published>2007-02-18T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:05:50.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brains?</title><content type='html'>Can you act your age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you talk with your brains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell did the brains you always bitch about go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-1015223719000612016?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/1015223719000612016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=1015223719000612016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1015223719000612016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/1015223719000612016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/02/brains.html' title='Brains?'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-3999104898154973164</id><published>2007-02-15T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:46:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>Okie. Lets start from sunday, it was fun, had usual service, then practice for CNY. Muhaha, I love the "rock" CNY song. Then went to help to give goodie bags to the people. Lol, had steamboat. Which i sort of craved the previous day. Then talk alot, chat alot then we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday, we had lesson as usual. Though abit boring. But, my class always have new stunt, so it was quite fun at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday was quite fun. Went to school late. So i went from the 2nd lesson onwards. Presented for research studies, quite a huge burden off my chest. And went to Plaza Singapura to buy my black flower for CNY.  Walked to Lucky Plaza, bought my cologne, which i wanted to buy so long ago. Saw lots of gay couples. Lol, they give me goosebumps. Then went to food republic ate the most expensive malay rice. 6.80 for rice, beef and Tofu. Siao right? So walk walk alittle then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, something i need to get off my chest. Hmm, recently, got abit fed up with "someone", I think it's not just me. Alot of people too. Argh, that someone can't stop to complain and grumble during lesson, can't wait for people to finish work before asking question. Laugh at inappropriate time, never silents the damn phone and never stop asking the same question over and over. Omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i will really explode man. Blah. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-3999104898154973164?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/3999104898154973164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=3999104898154973164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3999104898154973164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/3999104898154973164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-8788257852424213238</id><published>2007-02-13T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:49:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernova</title><content type='html'>Okie. It's almost been a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Rockstar Supernova cd, Lukas is the dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been fun never the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to learn guitar, getting it from my cousin on CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i shall learn to play collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-8788257852424213238?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/8788257852424213238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=8788257852424213238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8788257852424213238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/8788257852424213238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/02/supernova.html' title='Supernova'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116905963037556021</id><published>2007-01-18T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T02:47:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New 2007 look.</title><content type='html'>Renovated my blog, now it's very My Chemical Romance, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is red and black, my fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat like 5 hours to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope this will make me feel like blogging more often&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116905963037556021?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116905963037556021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116905963037556021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116905963037556021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116905963037556021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-2007-look.html' title='New 2007 look.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116892926507808987</id><published>2007-01-16T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:34:25.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on December and abit of January.</title><content type='html'>Woah, it's been a month since i last blog.  Been lazy. Heh. So much has happened the last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from the youth camp. Had a very tiring and enjoyable youth camp. Really enjoyed myself there 24/7, it's so nice to see everyone totally let out and see the real everybody. Get to know people better, like Justin and Aaron. It's pretty fun, i really don't mind going back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Christmas, did enjoyed myself. Love the gifts. And Alisa gave me a cute soft toy. LOL, ME? soft-toys? no link. But it was nice. Then we went to Jasmine place to chill alittle. Was busy opening gifts at Jasmine's room. Then went to Ceni at 1+am to watch "The curse of the golden flower" which was damn lame. A waste of my $10. Then walked home with Gavin, Justin, Edward and Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had New Year, again, at Jasmine's place. Went there looking like a geek. The emo-geek. Cause me, Matthew, and JJ pulled up our pants at such unbeliviable height.  Crashed at Jasmine's place with JJ cause the next day is AFO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFO, walked alot alot. But was a nice time, i talked to people awhile, then had sometime for myself to think about resolutions and reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, proceeded straight to Malaysia's Pulai Springs. Woah, i tell you. The villa was like, a mini-palace, me, Matthew and Duncan. Was like laughing at how unbelievable nice our villa is. Fellowshiped with Matthew in the mini-pool for like 2-3 hours. A very nice time and setting to catch up. Then Duncan, lightened the whole house's amostphere with his cold joke. Such a pity that it was just 2 days 1 night, if it's 3 days 2 night. It would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after i got back to Singapore, i went to school, and i walked home from school. Just felt the sudden urge to walk back slowly and spent sometime with myself. Thinking about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fast foward, it was assesment, i got a B, which i am really happy. The day before assesment, i was telling Jeff and Yili that i don't think i can finish my assesment, even told Jeff that maybe i should get Mc the next day. But thank God, not only i finished my work, i got a B. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm in my 1 week holiday, which i am recuprating from lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a super long post. But com'on it's a month event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116892926507808987?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116892926507808987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116892926507808987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116892926507808987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116892926507808987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates-on-december-and-abit-of.html' title='Updates on December and abit of January.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116563221806501964</id><published>2006-12-09T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T10:43:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tio Arrow(2)</title><content type='html'>4 names pple call you :&lt;br /&gt;Teck Seng&lt;br /&gt;Seng&lt;br /&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;Ah Teck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things that scare you :&lt;br /&gt;Lizards&lt;br /&gt;Horror Film&lt;br /&gt;Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;My wrist band&lt;br /&gt;Shirt&lt;br /&gt;Short&lt;br /&gt;Hairband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you want in a relationship (other than real love) :&lt;br /&gt;Honesty&lt;br /&gt;Trust&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 truths:&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 physical things that appeal to you (in the opposite sex) :&lt;br /&gt;Big Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Long SILKY hair&lt;br /&gt;Rosy Cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of your favorite hobbies :&lt;br /&gt;Sacarsim&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;Computer gaming&lt;br /&gt;Jamming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you want really badly :&lt;br /&gt;Longer Holidays&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Red Tie&lt;br /&gt;Meet MCR or GC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places you want to go on vacation :&lt;br /&gt;Paris, Milan, Barcelona, Roma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you want to do before you die :&lt;br /&gt;Design my own coffin&lt;br /&gt;Smash a television&lt;br /&gt;NAME MY DAUGHTER LUCIA&lt;br /&gt;NAME MY SON LUKAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 stuff u hadn't try out and really wanna try it out:&lt;br /&gt;Walk to France&lt;br /&gt;Electric Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Stab myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you are thinking about now :&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp booklet&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp Food&lt;br /&gt;Assesment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4stores you shop at :&lt;br /&gt;Flesh Imp&lt;br /&gt;Nike&lt;br /&gt;HMV&lt;br /&gt;Art Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people who should do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Ivan&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Er.. Jeff? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116563221806501964?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116563221806501964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116563221806501964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116563221806501964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116563221806501964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/12/tio-arrow2.html' title='Tio Arrow(2)'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116477558118032398</id><published>2006-11-29T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T12:46:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson learned</title><content type='html'>Like they said, every story and life has a villian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm the villian in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being broken and damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the 4th cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116477558118032398?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116477558118032398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116477558118032398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116477558118032398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116477558118032398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/11/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson learned'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116421610060078022</id><published>2006-11-23T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:21:56.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Update.</title><content type='html'>Ok, A little update about my life/self. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like week 3 of school already. Very fast. Within that 3 weeks. Everything is so unpredictable. Had to readjust my self quite abit. Really been thinking about my future occupation, though it's like 5 years away. Somehow i really want to be involved in music. Though, some people will say I should think of a more "jiao ta shi ti" job. But well. Next time then I'll decide. I'm just buliding castle in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, It's been crazy. Alot of things to do and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned something new today, "The mask we put on everday, will eventually cause our face to grow to it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went to Lily's place, had alot of nosense. Monday, school per normal. And i forgot it was Angela's birthday, i thought it was on 29. Sorry! Tuesday, went out with the usual suspects. Tried the furniture cum cafe. I forgot what it's called. Order a Raspberry Lemonade, quite sour but not bad, after you get used to it. Today, in school, had lots of nosense. With my classmates. I was "Punk'd " by them. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for predictable storms ahead. Out comes my shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116421610060078022?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116421610060078022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116421610060078022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116421610060078022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116421610060078022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-update.html' title='Little Update.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116402177795764117</id><published>2006-11-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:22:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer - My Chemical Romance</title><content type='html'>Turn away&lt;br /&gt; If you could get me a drink&lt;br /&gt; Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call my aunt marie&lt;br /&gt;Help her gather all my things&lt;br /&gt;And bury me&lt;br /&gt;In all my favorite colors,&lt;br /&gt;My sisters and my brothers, still,&lt;br /&gt;I will not kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hardest part of this&lt;br /&gt;Is leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now turn away,&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm awful just to see&lt;br /&gt; Cause all my hair's abandoned all my body,&lt;br /&gt;All my agony,&lt;br /&gt;Know that I will never marry,&lt;br /&gt; Baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo,&lt;br /&gt;But counting down the days to go.&lt;br /&gt; Its Just Eleven.&lt;br /&gt; And I just hope you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That if you say,&lt;br /&gt; Good-bye today,&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask you to be true,&lt;br /&gt; Cause the hardest part of this, Is leaving you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hardest part of this, Is leaving you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116402177795764117?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116402177795764117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116402177795764117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116402177795764117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116402177795764117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/11/cancer-my-chemical-romance.html' title='Cancer - My Chemical Romance'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116381530410196713</id><published>2006-11-18T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:01:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Black Parade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I was a young boy my father took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;to see a marching band&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Son when you grow up, would you be, the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?'&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Will you, defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers, the plans that they have made?&lt;br /&gt;Because one day I'll leave you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the Black Parade.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY, MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;TO SEE A MARCHING BAND!&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID 'SON WHEN YOU GROW UP, WOULD YOU BE, THE SAVIOUR OF THE BROKEN, THE BEATEN AND THE DAMNED?!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling&lt;br /&gt;She's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;And other times I feel like I should go&lt;br /&gt;And through it all; the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets&lt;br /&gt;And when you come we watch you want to know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though you're singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;You'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart I can't contain it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of world is waiting&lt;br /&gt;Your romances you reel in from decimated dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all!&lt;br /&gt;So paint it black and take it back&lt;br /&gt;And let's shout aloud at prayer!&lt;br /&gt;Defy unto the end we hear the call!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though your singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;And carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches&lt;br /&gt;On and on we carry through the fears&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I could not care at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;br /&gt;I won't explain&lt;br /&gt;Or say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show my scar&lt;br /&gt;Give the chair&lt;br /&gt;Now while I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;Listen here!&lt;br /&gt;And listen to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;Just a boy&lt;br /&gt;Now let him sing this song&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;You'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches on!&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116381530410196713?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116381530410196713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116381530410196713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116381530410196713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116381530410196713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-black-parade.html' title='Welcome to the Black Parade.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116338902307947990</id><published>2006-11-13T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:37:03.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tio Arrow.</title><content type='html'>#1. are you a chinese or english freako? None, I'm not a freako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. if time is going to stop, what will you posibly do for that time? Hold my first rock gig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. prefer a play pool or playground? Playground, Cause my childhood it's all computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Do you usually gossip others; or being gosip ; I don't know about being gossip. But I usually gossip about others. Comon, I live in Bukit Ho Swee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. Do you like simple or complicated stuffs?` I don't know. A mixture of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Do you tackle numbers better; or alphabets?`  None, I prefer picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #7. what makes you pissed off?` If you know you shouldn't have done it, and you did. I'll be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. how's your childhood?` Something, I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Do you have inspiration without perspiration?` wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #10. Do you think 24 hours is too long, short or just okay?`I think it's just nice. I mean longer hours per day means more working hours right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. Would you judge people by their appearance?` You are what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. What is attractive in your eyes?` Big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; #13. Do you like the day or night, explain why?` Night, I'm a night person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Do you treasure stuffs that you own, or you have insatiable desires?` Both i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. If your computer just hanged up; with a long long document not being saved; how will you react?` I'll be angry yes, but after a while. I have to do it again loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Do you believe in miracles? Or was it longed predestined?` Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17. Do you often tend to forget about the past; or trying hard to do so?` I only remember the bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. In your mind, why colours are out here?` Cause God made it beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. Have you ever pity those who are real pitiful; and shed tears for them;` Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20. Describe yourself as in attitude.` If you've seen my wallet, you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#21. Do you suddenly lose the grasp of hope to survive as yet?` I think everybody will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22. Give 3 advantages when you get to live.` Family, Friends and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23. What is your ambition in life?` I want to be a rocker ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24. Do you believe in horoscope etc?` Never did, never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25. Describe music in your life.` They're like my coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26. Which country you would like to go; when you can afford it?` Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27. What do you think blogging is about?` A place where i rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#28. What kind of style you are trying to get hold off?` Gothic Punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#29. When you fail a test, how will you react?` Depend on the important of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#30. Pass this to 8 friends; for them to get it done. Those that see already and want to do. Just do loh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116338902307947990?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116338902307947990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116338902307947990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116338902307947990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116338902307947990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/11/tio-arrow.html' title='Tio Arrow.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-116127918610899644</id><published>2006-10-20T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:33:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For your own information.</title><content type='html'>1.Single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Can be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.When you meet the right person,will you fall for him/her fast?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Relac lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Into million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you believe there are circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances like my partner pay for my food? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Would you talk to someone back if he/she cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Have you talk to another person about marriage before?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, about how my friend got married at 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, baby boy Lukas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.How many?&lt;br /&gt;Another baby girl. Lucia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;Ya. MADDOX2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.If someone like you right now, how do you think he will let you know his/her feelings?&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'm good at diguising. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you enjoy getting into relationships?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, except Taiwanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Be honest, what did you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;Getting into quarrels everyday? Honese enough? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Er! Love? No, Attraction? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like one to you? Of course i am! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, especially after a Harry Potter Movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.If you could marry somewhere,where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia. Cheap mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Do you easily give in when you're fighting?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, frustration. Also feeling right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Have you ever wish you could have someone but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;Ya, But she messed it up! NOT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Have you broke a heart?&lt;br /&gt;People always breaks mine rather. (Small Heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.One day if your bestfriend fall in love with he/she that you are deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao, Share lah. Friend for wad? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-116127918610899644?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/116127918610899644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=116127918610899644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116127918610899644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/116127918610899644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-your-own-information.html' title='For your own information.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115960196775083529</id><published>2006-09-30T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T15:39:27.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohooo!</title><content type='html'>Ok. back to blogging. After 1 month of lack of sleep and very bad heath. Offically i finished my assesment. No resumbit or retakes. So freaking happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past one month. Every minute and second, I'm always like, Ok, what work am i going to do when i reach home, what  i need to do, do i have enough time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cause, God provided 24 hours everyday which is sufficient for me to do my work. Anyway also thanks to Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assesment was great. Felt so satisfied after everything. I love my work, really. It's not that i am "hao lian" or what. But i really learned to appreciate what i do. I see and feel myself improving every term.  And i know by going through all this shiz i can become mentally and psychically strong when i go out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was like an enjoyable hell. I slept less that 15 hours from monday to friday. Ate 10 panadols in total. Drank 12 cans of Pokka Espresso, 6 cans of Nescafe Coffee. Uncountable amount of Kopi O. When i mean uncountable, i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with no work to do. I feel so bored and lethargic. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Gonna spend my one month meeting up friends and get to know people better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it. Holiday rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115960196775083529?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115960196775083529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115960196775083529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115960196775083529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115960196775083529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/09/woohooo.html' title='Woohooo!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115777521732511737</id><published>2006-09-09T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:13:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky answers.</title><content type='html'>I just answer two questions, and i got two very freaky accurate answer. The Goods and bads are almost right. Freaky eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I must be strong"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asserters are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Get Along with Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up for yourself... and me.&lt;br /&gt;Be confident, strong, and direct.&lt;br /&gt;Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.&lt;br /&gt;Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.&lt;br /&gt;Give me space to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.&lt;br /&gt;I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.&lt;br /&gt;When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I Like About Being a Eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;being independent and self-reliant&lt;br /&gt;being able to take charge and meet challenges head on&lt;br /&gt;being courageous, straightforward, and honest&lt;br /&gt;getting all the enjoyment I can out of life&lt;br /&gt;supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me&lt;br /&gt;upholding just causes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Hard About Being a Eight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to&lt;br /&gt;being restless and impatient with others' incompetence&lt;br /&gt;sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it&lt;br /&gt;never forgetting injuries or injustices&lt;br /&gt;putting too much pressure on myself&lt;br /&gt;getting high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eights as Children Often&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit&lt;br /&gt;are sometimes loners&lt;br /&gt;seize control so they won't be controlled&lt;br /&gt;fugure out others' weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;attack verbally or physically when provoked&lt;br /&gt;take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eights as Parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted&lt;br /&gt;are sometimes overprotective&lt;br /&gt;can be demanding, controlling, and rigid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=6711512663497470889"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=6711512663497470889&lt;/a&gt; [Click to do your test]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115777521732511737?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115777521732511737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115777521732511737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115777521732511737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115777521732511737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/09/freaky-answers.html' title='Freaky answers.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115764133503878172</id><published>2006-09-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:02:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headspin by Lukas Rossi</title><content type='html'>All I want to say&lt;br /&gt;is you're the sattellite in my life&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to lie&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The vision never dies&lt;br /&gt;Oh just take my handor float and never land&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;"Let's live for the moment this time"&lt;br /&gt;Then you want to keep me forever&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Why, why do you&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Why, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to build me up&lt;br /&gt;just to tear me down&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if we found paradise someday&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;"Let's live for the moment this time"&lt;br /&gt;Then you want to keep me forever&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Why, why do you&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Why, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;you wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;Or was it a mistake&lt;br /&gt;How would we ever know&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear you scream&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear you scream at me&lt;br /&gt;scream at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;Why, why do you&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;You make my head spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mean something&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mean something to you&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mean something&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mean something to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Super engaging song. Love it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115764133503878172?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115764133503878172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115764133503878172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115764133503878172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115764133503878172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/09/headspin-by-lukas-rossi.html' title='Headspin by Lukas Rossi'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115738291528678185</id><published>2006-09-04T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:19:28.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my childhood hero and idol. Steve Irwin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/640/capt.5f7dac8be66f413e92129298d41a23c5.obit_crocodile_hunter_ny110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 280px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 339px" height="335" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/400/capt.5f7dac8be66f413e92129298d41a23c5.obit_crocodile_hunter_ny110.jpg" width="659" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great hero in the animal world. A great idol to animal lovers. Died doing the work he loves most. He will be sorely missed. Thank You, Steve Irwin. The world lost a great man. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115738291528678185?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115738291528678185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115738291528678185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115738291528678185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115738291528678185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-childhood-hero-and-idol-steve.html' title='To my childhood hero and idol. Steve Irwin.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115738268042290347</id><published>2006-09-04T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:11:20.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/640/2006_09_04t013923_450x290_uk_australia_irwin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/400/2006_09_04t013923_450x290_uk_australia_irwin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Irwin (1962-2006)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115738268042290347?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115738268042290347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115738268042290347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115738268042290347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115738268042290347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/09/steve-irwin-1962-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115646727488222257</id><published>2006-08-25T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T08:54:34.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idiot.</title><content type='html'>Again, Joakim and Paul 2 Hill avioded the drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joakim can't sing, but when i saw his blog and people keep insisting he sings. And said he's singing is just abit flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. He's isn't just abit flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has no depth at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady should win. Jonathon's inconsistency is costing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol is really a joke. Well, Rockstar is the dope man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115646727488222257?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115646727488222257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115646727488222257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115646727488222257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115646727488222257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapore-idiot.html' title='Singapore Idiot.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115643380470076743</id><published>2006-08-24T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:36:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, you, you, you, you.</title><content type='html'>You are a piece of self-centered sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;You scold your mum for no freaking reason.&lt;br /&gt;You blame your mum for not finding a nice proper plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;You care only for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best for yourself and leaves the shit for your mum.&lt;br /&gt;You think you are so smart. When everybody don't even think you reached puberty yet.&lt;br /&gt;You vent your anger on your mum.&lt;br /&gt;You treat your mum like a maid.&lt;br /&gt;You act tough, when you as weak as a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;You think you are this freaking piece of cool sh*t, when you are nuts.&lt;br /&gt;You think you work so hard for the house, when you complain about keeping the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;You are just a piece of ungrateful sh*t.&lt;br /&gt;You suck, Outside and inside.&lt;br /&gt;Your character stinks. Real bad that even people that don't know you can smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't force me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115643380470076743?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115643380470076743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115643380470076743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115643380470076743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115643380470076743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-you-you-you-you.html' title='You, you, you, you, you.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115625794122560854</id><published>2006-08-22T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:45:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Centered Award, Goes to.....</title><content type='html'>Every seen anyone who think he is smarter than anyone else. Who thinks he is cooler than everybody else. And yea thinks he owns the world. I can't believe how self-centered can he gets thinking about him him him him him. He takes the best for himself and leaves the sh*t for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and he don't gives a damn about the person who took 9 months bear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, i wonder. What kind of parents would he be in future. I bet you, he is going to receive the treatment, he gave to his parents. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what goes into his mind? And thinks he's a freaking body-buliding. When he bulid nuts. Sheez. And he thinks he look sleak when you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, you're still a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake. If you ever read this. This is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115625794122560854?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115625794122560854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115625794122560854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115625794122560854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115625794122560854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/self-centered-award-goes-to.html' title='Self-Centered Award, Goes to.....'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115573464969073394</id><published>2006-08-16T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:24:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Clown Idol.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, Joakim Gomez and Paul twohill can't sing. They really derserve to be out. Can't somebody from Singapore idol organiser terminate their contest rights? Gosh, watched the 2 clowns performing and not singing just makes me so "pai seh" to be a Singaporean. Especially with JJ Lin in the stands. Imagine Wilber Pan was there today and not tomorrow.  "Suprisingly", Joakim was once again flat, off-key, off-typo and off-rythem. And Mr. Paul TooEwww chose a song that showed his flaw. Making him sselwalf (Total opposite of flawless). I can deem their performance gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i can sing or what. But since they can't sing. Why not step down and stop embrassing their friends, family, themselves and the country! Imagine Simon Cowell is one of the judge. He would be dead by now. It's like William Hung making it to the top Eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore idol fans. Especially the ones that are Joakim and TwoHill fans. This is a singing competition. Not a Singapore Clown Idol. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep the 60 cents of yours. Then call the president star charity hotline. At least you get a chance to win something. Voting for Joakim and TwoHill only bring you bad music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just killing the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hady derserves a clap for his performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115573464969073394?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115573464969073394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115573464969073394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115573464969073394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115573464969073394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/singapore-clown-idol.html' title='Singapore Clown Idol.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115468942622461468</id><published>2006-08-04T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:03:46.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prawn Vongole and Thinking.</title><content type='html'>Ok, today i cooked. Made "Prawn" Vongole. Sickening. Went to Ntuc, I can't find clams and mussle so had to use prawn. Then went to find bacon, ironically, they don't sell bacon. The Vongole is not bad, except it lacks the kick that only clam can satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been lazing around the house for the past few days. And 1 week just past like that. So freaking fast. But glad that i had my rest. Been sitting and thinking. Read through people's blog that are as far as 2 years ago. Can see so much difference in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda dissapointed, especially when you first came to church. They were the ones who are encouraging you and telling you to go on. They were also the ones that taught me bibical knowledge. And where i see them now. Really put me off. In my mind, i see them as hypocrites and liars. I hope I'll never be like them. I don't want be a "liar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment, they are worshipping the Messiah, the next moment they are lost in their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment, they say the wages of sin is death, the next moment they say the wages of sin is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly how fast people change and how people change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God so loved the world, He let people change according to their will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115468942622461468?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115468942622461468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115468942622461468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115468942622461468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115468942622461468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-prawn-vongole-and-thinking.html' title='My Prawn Vongole and Thinking.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115453616258792685</id><published>2006-08-03T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:29:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lake House.</title><content type='html'>This holiday had been quite a breeze. It's already Thursday. Starting school again in three days. Getting my rest and stuff so to prepare for next term. Which would be one hell of a term cause it's end of semester assesment. But i just can't wait for my 1 month holiday. Which is due in 9 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time. A bit of update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Youth as normal, then went to Tiong Bahru Park again. Played some catching. Don't like to play with Matthew, cause he's like so freaking fast. Kampong boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, played soccer. Someone said that my face was black the whole game. I agree. Cause i didn't like how some of my opponent played. Went to Funan, had pasta mania, broke their pepper bottle. Clumsy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, went to school. Did my work, 10 to 4pm. Then went to Jasmine place for dinner with the Youth coaches. Helped out alittle bit. Had a nice meal. Loved the dessert and coleslaw. Nailed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, was slacking in the house. Went to watch The Lake House, a 4 stars out of 5 stars for it. Beautifully plotted. Almost perfect. One of the best romance show, after 50 1st date. Sandra Bullocks is so pretty. Keanu Reeves thumbs up for his acting. This is a slow pace, beautiful, elegant film. Love it. Might get the dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe catching Toyko Drift on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115453616258792685?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115453616258792685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115453616258792685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115453616258792685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115453616258792685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/08/lake-house.html' title='The Lake House.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115427523284410711</id><published>2006-07-30T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:00:32.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!</title><content type='html'>11 days, this is my long long awaited post. Life's been good, Spiritual life have gone up several notches. Yea. Had assesment last week. Did ok. Was happy with my result. A shoutout to Yili, Jasmine, Angela and Aaron even though he did nothing! haha, for helping me. All of you. Thanks a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday already! Yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more often. Heh. Don wish to talk too much about soccer today. It just gets my blood boilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things to scream and shout about. Nothing but trouble i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just don't know who is real and who is fake. I know whose real. But whose fake?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115427523284410711?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115427523284410711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115427523284410711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115427523284410711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115427523284410711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/07/holiday.html' title='Holiday!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115324683287387733</id><published>2006-07-19T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:20:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weeklong update.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty. This year i had a good birthday celebration. Sit around and chat with Jasmine, Aaron, Matthew, Angela, Yili and ShengRou. We had Fish and Co. (btw it was my 1st time ok!) The seafood platter was good. Really good. Then went to Swensens had ice-cream and chatted more. Was wonderful. And the sweet worship team sang a birthday song for me on thursday. Was kinda susprise. I'm offically 18, which is a mixture of bad and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, played soccer. Had quite a nice game, but you can feel the tension from the 1st minute. Was good even though my team lost. Heard a few unnescessary remarks from someone who was an opponent which made me mad. So thick skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner, heard more unnescessary comments. Which really step on my tail and got me so mad. That person has the skin of an crocodile. How can he say that comment when all my fellow coaches were trying hard to engage the youth. I mean, he just the see outside of what we are doing and he thinks we are not doing anything. WHICH IN FACT, WE ARE DOING SO MUCH THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, he ain't any gentleman, doing all the sneaky sneaky stuff. HOW DARE HE. Won't be suprise if he falls into my "Duh people" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Played soccer today again. This time, wrong move. I didn't do warm up! And i played, until i heard a "Grk" sound and i've twisted my knee. Now it's so bad i have to walk limping around the house. Haven't seen a doctor yet. Hopes i don't need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is assesment week. So fast. 7 week past and HOLIDAY is COMING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115324683287387733?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115324683287387733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115324683287387733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115324683287387733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115324683287387733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-weeklong-update.html' title='My weeklong update.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115246232228101663</id><published>2006-07-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:25:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead John.</title><content type='html'>Ok, been lazy to blog. Really. So many frustration. School Work + Ministry + My own spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie. My spiritual life isn't doing all that great this few months. I thought church camp would have given me the must needed boost to get my engine running. Once again, i died on me again. Somewhat, i thought it would be just easy that i could vanish into thin air. Then i think of the friends i would dissapoint. The amount of hurt i would cost them if i were to be irresponsible. The friendship that had been bulit will just vanish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministries had been frustrating. Tons of question to be cleared. Somehow i can't find an answer cause i couldn't ask. I'm a collusive person. I don't want to be part of any argument or whatsoever. I just want peace even though, i am still frustrated. Moreover. If myself is not really on fire. How can i "question" the ministries. Somehow the weight of everything falls on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to school. The lecturers ain't much help either. Two replies that made me so pissed. "You have to be more resourceful in finding materials" , "Money is not an issue, you have to be more resourceful".&lt;br /&gt;When i had to spent 30 dollars to do a mock up and i had to do 5 of them. Which would cost me a wooping 150 to finish my mock up. And wait, here's the deal. Each model would be A1 size when all my friends only need to do A4. And the mock up is not my final piece. So tired of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me, as i pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115246232228101663?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115246232228101663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115246232228101663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115246232228101663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115246232228101663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/07/dead-john.html' title='Dead John.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-115056512543411090</id><published>2006-06-18T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:25:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My due'ed post</title><content type='html'>Ok, i have slacken for almost a month. Whoo. What a month it had been. Church camp. FUN! Really enjoyed 110% of it. Maybe not the sleeping part. But who cares. It was so fun and funny. Refreshing and reviving. Heh. So much for great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat the Genting Cable car, had one of the worst 20 mins in my life. Look down at the cable that is going at least 60-70 degrees upwards. Didn't help when the bros hold up their phones and record my "unglam" moment. So much for farting and burping. The stinky stinky farting corner was hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough about church camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of school was rather a dizzy dazzy one. 3 days to get use to school life and work my butt for assignment and models. Rather tiring. Yea, but well, at least God answered my prayer to open a new canteen in school. Really thank God for that. If you were a NAFA student, you'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so far, i liked all my lecturers, maybe not alot of some. But at least i know they are very nice people and not those nasty one. That pick on you cause you suck in their module. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been thinking about a particular ministry lately, really. Kinda dissapointing when you think of it. When the sheperd is not doing the work properly, how to expect the sheeps to work properly. Hate people who shrinks their responsiblity, when they make excuses not to turn up for meeting or "event". Then expect people to respect them that they could lead us. How to? When the respect is LOST, down the drain. I lost all my interest, motivation, energy and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Hope God will really help us out. Don't like the feeling of being stuck in the middle, when you shut your mouth you suffer, when you open your mouth people thinks you are stabbing them in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH. SO MUCH FOR COMMITMENT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-115056512543411090?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/115056512543411090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=115056512543411090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115056512543411090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/115056512543411090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-dueed-post.html' title='My due&apos;ed post'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114840692685812093</id><published>2006-05-24T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:55:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Bad Code.</title><content type='html'>Watched Over the hedge yesterday. Nice movie, didn't dissapointed. It exceed my expectations. Better than IceAge2. Decided not to catch Da Vinci Code, cause alot of people said it's dissapointing and un-understandable. I heard that Jackson even fall asleep during the movie, this is enough to tell me how boring it's going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So decided to keep my money to watch X-men and Superman! X men got 4.5/5 stars. So I'm having very very high expection of it. Yea. X-men! SHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, alittle more update. Sunday, the brothers finally played soccer. Finally, the weather and the grass were perfect. The game was good, Duncan who played like Zidane scored twice. Really, Singapore missed a very good talent 20 years ago. Heh. Me, Matthew and Joshua formed a wall of China that let in two goals. Abit dissapointing, would have lost the game hands down if the opposition didn't tried to be too Cristiano Ronaldo and Darren Fletcher. One over-played, while the other played like a rookie in his first soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even "tsk" by the Darren Fletcher. Got so mad, tried to give him my trademark, "2 leg tackle" but the tackle hit Joshua(my teammate) instead who felt the full impact of it. Abit of friendly-fire going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally played Maple Story, finally it interest me. But i think it won't last long. My love with Darkages will always be my one and only. Heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114840692685812093?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114840692685812093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114840692685812093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114840692685812093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114840692685812093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-bad-code.html' title='Da Bad Code.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114737014073043959</id><published>2006-05-12T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:56:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie for the movie junkies!</title><content type='html'>Wheee! I'm posting! Ok this two weeks had been a nice rest for me. But i'm getting lazier and lazier. Well anyways. This month of nice movies. Movies like MI3, Poseidon, X men, Da Vinci Code and Over the hedge. Afew coming soons like Superman and The lake house. Whoo! This are some of my top picks. Non-horror films :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i am satisfied with MI3 and Poseidon. Can't wait to get more satisfaction. I'm hoping Over the hedge won't be another Chicken Little. *Crosses fingers* And for superman to be like spiderman and batman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 2 movies within a day. I'm going to do that again With a mix of Da Vinci Code and Over the hedge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeeeeeeeed some comedy! Something more funny than White chicks or IceAge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a movie junkie. I am what I see. Ok, maybe I am what i eat too. Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Senotsa again! In the mean time. Check out the pictures i put on FilmLoops. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114737014073043959?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114737014073043959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114737014073043959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114737014073043959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114737014073043959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/05/movie-for-movie-junkies.html' title='Movie for the movie junkies!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114656391241429312</id><published>2006-05-02T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:03:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long!</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogging. Laziness had set in. I shall blog now! Since I'm in holiday. Past few days had been good. I mean really good. Met up with people, sit around and just chat and stuff. So much to talk about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, we had a muslim food dinner at aunty lily's shop. Was so full. I tried wine and it sucks. Really. I'm not an alcholic person. So i don't enjoy. Just that sip was enough to wipe off "Wine Tasting" in my must-try list. Oh yea, about that muslim crusine. It was so good. The curry chickens, the rendangs, the squids, the tahu goreng and the fried potato. So goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went to Sentosa with Amos, Matthew, Yong Guang and Jackson. Had alot of fun. Played volleyball, soccer and "body surfing". Ahhh, had hell lots of fun yesterday. Especially we saw that group of poly guys trying to get the attention of this girl in their group. Who is such a total s*ut. I mean, she knows the guys are trying to get her attention, and she's acting innocent and enjoying the attention. The way she behave, I've seen this kinda behaviour before. So familar. Enough of them. Anyway, now my skin has two colours. As in, really 2 colours like white and dark chocolate. And Mr. Pang, he looks like a panda! With the 2 rings in his eyes because he was wearing shades to sun-tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben came for dinner with us. Had a few laughs and went to PS because Yong Guang and Jackson want to look at guitar. Bought a flesh-imp shirt and a pair of slippers cause the sole of my slipper had spoilt. Went home after that, had a super long sleep which was so shiok! School holidays for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, assesment was a breeze! Now time to enjoy my much needed holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114656391241429312?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114656391241429312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114656391241429312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114656391241429312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114656391241429312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-long.html' title='So Long!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114571696905716409</id><published>2006-04-22T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:45:34.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People's bad day.</title><content type='html'>The world is just me and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114571696905716409?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114571696905716409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114571696905716409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114571696905716409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114571696905716409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/peoples-bad-day.html' title='People&apos;s bad day.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114507255110563275</id><published>2006-04-15T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T11:42:31.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Played Soccer with the bros and sister at hougang yesterday. What a day, so much for soccer. Got soaked in rain, mud and "teh-peng". Not bad. And yea, Jasmine played too. Honestly, i think she's one of the bravest female i ever seen. Cause girls would normally be screaming her lungs out and douge the ball when a ball is flying towards them but Jasmine stays put and saved the ball. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was a day of leg cramps. I had like 4-5 sessions of leg cramps within a day. So now i had my thighs and my calf aching, even up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched IceAge2 with Matt and Rou, it's so funny and the storyline is even better than IceAge 1. Cool movie. Go and watch if you have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114507255110563275?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114507255110563275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114507255110563275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114507255110563275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114507255110563275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/updates_15.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114466777454404961</id><published>2006-04-10T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T19:16:14.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Redpony</title><content type='html'>When i read the newpaper today, i was angry and pissed. With one JC student who name himself, "Redpony".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idiot actually slamed the whole of Singapore's poly student because someone steal his kill in Maplestory. Here are the quotes from Mr. Redpony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poly students are stupid childish and mindless kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The fact that we can do better in all the exams up till now means that we have a better learning ability that the rest of you. We still do well in subjects we don't like. Put an average JC student in a poly and he'll ace in everything. HTML? teach it to any JC student and he will definitely master it in less that half the time poly people take. I don't see how poly kids can ever do better that a jc boy when they can't even do well for the o levels."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why are you getting so upset over the things i said? The truth hurts doesn't it? I really wish i have as much time as the rest of you, poly people have all the time, like you need to need to put in any effort to get a diploma, LOL? i can't maple as much, i'm just browsing the forums and doing my work."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? He said that on an online forum? What did he expect? Poly students to respect him, and to bow and kowtow to him? NO! He was slammed so much that he was on the headline of newpaper. I think he is so dumb. Yes, this may just be one JC student? But i'm guessing alot of JC students have that mindcept too. Do they seriously think they are superior than Poly students? I certianly hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to Mr.Redpony, com'on, how childish can a person be? When he is calling people stupid and childish for just stealing his kills? Oh my gosh! You're an total idiot. I've never seen such an arrogant person like you. Let me guess, what do you look like? Short mushroom hair, trousers up to your stomach, be-spectecle, buck tooth and the letter N on your head? N for NERD! I think that's what alot of people are thinking now. You have no sense of shame, I bet your arrogance will get you into trouble sooner or later. Man, you stink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know, that some of you all thinking when am i so pissed with him right now. But really, I just can't stand people who think they are smarter than you just because they receive a higher education. I may be dumb, but i dare to say i'm dumb with a bigger heart than you people who despise me. If you dare to publish your post in a forum, come out for the newpaper interview. Show your face in the headlines. Let eggs rain on you. *******. Period&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114466777454404961?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114466777454404961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114466777454404961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114466777454404961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114466777454404961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-redpony.html' title='Mr. Redpony'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114434695959363123</id><published>2006-04-07T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T02:09:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Yeap, my fingers got the urge to type. This week was rather ok, after watching 2 nights of soccer, i think my bad sleeping habit had creep back into my life again. SIGH, but actually it's quite a good sign, which means i can stay late to do my projects. (Sickening) This week, SOD starts, SIGH! Alright, i'm not against SOD but SOD in the afternoon? So Mr. Aaron Wong, forgive me if i fall asleep in your class. :D It's after lunch! duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm 17 years and 9 month. So to think of it, my youth is left like 2 years.  *Shakes head* I really wasted half of my youth, idling, slacking, on computer games and schooling. Argh, 16 years wasted, and now only 2 years of youth is left. Man, thats fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams that i want to complete within the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;-Play drums for youth service&lt;br /&gt;-Mission trip&lt;br /&gt;-Play drums for actual service&lt;br /&gt;-Form a rock band with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, thats all for today!&lt;br /&gt;Bleah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114434695959363123?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114434695959363123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114434695959363123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114434695959363123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114434695959363123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114415766578564990</id><published>2006-04-04T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:42:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/640/0402200729_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/400/0402200729_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, the moustache again. So glam yet so unglam&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114415766578564990?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114415766578564990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114415766578564990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114415766578564990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114415766578564990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/wah-moustache-again.html' title=''/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114415749217852981</id><published>2006-04-04T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:31:32.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/640/ewwww.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/143/1632/400/ewwww.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get what Sheng Rou mean. Look at the moustache!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114415749217852981?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114415749217852981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114415749217852981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114415749217852981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114415749217852981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-get-what-sheng-rou-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114321581008375801</id><published>2006-03-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:56:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get this title man.</title><content type='html'>Five Snacks I Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;- Prawn Crackers&lt;br /&gt;- Baked Beans&lt;br /&gt;- Chicken Salad&lt;br /&gt;- Coffee (if it's counted as snacks)&lt;br /&gt;- Fried Yun Tun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Songs I Know By Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We believe by GC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hold on by GC&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus Lover of my Soul by Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;- Rain down - Planet Shakers&lt;br /&gt;- Worthy is the lamb - Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things I Would Do With A Hundred Million Dollars&lt;br /&gt;- I'm gonna bulid a 50 storey AGAPE buliding.&lt;br /&gt;- Buy over Manchester United FC&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a big big house and decorated it myself&lt;br /&gt;- Sponsor church to go Japan for church camp!&lt;br /&gt;- Buy tons and tons of Flesh Imp Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Favorite TV Shows&lt;br /&gt;- American Idol&lt;br /&gt;- F.R.I.E.N.D.S&lt;br /&gt;- Lost&lt;br /&gt;- CSI&lt;br /&gt;- Punk'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Bad Habits&lt;br /&gt;- Alots of sweet drinks (coffee, coke. etc etc.)&lt;br /&gt;- Always forgetting my stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- Laziness&lt;br /&gt;- Every morning's War with myself.&lt;br /&gt;- I still bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Biggest Joys&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping&lt;br /&gt;- Playing drums&lt;br /&gt;- Spending time in church&lt;br /&gt;- Soccer&lt;br /&gt;- Watching movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Names You Go By&lt;br /&gt;- Ah Seng&lt;br /&gt;- TAY TECK SENG! (I don't why but people like to scream my name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Parts of Your Heritage&lt;br /&gt;- Teochew&lt;br /&gt;- Hokkien (that makes me a teokien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things That Scare You&lt;br /&gt;- Lizards&lt;br /&gt;- Cockoraches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Everyday Essentials&lt;br /&gt;- Gatsby Hair Wax&lt;br /&gt;- Gatsby After Wax Spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things You Are Wearing Right Now&lt;br /&gt;- A white t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;- Blue shorts&lt;br /&gt;- Hair band&lt;br /&gt;- Wrist band&lt;br /&gt;- (Undisclosed) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Favorite Bands or Musical Artists&lt;br /&gt;- Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;- Agape Worship Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want in a Relationship&lt;br /&gt;- Trust&lt;br /&gt;- Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Truths&lt;br /&gt;- This test is freaking long&lt;br /&gt;- God is Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Physical Things That Appeal&lt;br /&gt;- Big Round Eyes&lt;br /&gt;- Sweetie pie face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Favorite Hobbies&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping&lt;br /&gt;- Playing drums&lt;br /&gt;- Playing soccer&lt;br /&gt;- Designing Visuals&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want Really Badly&lt;br /&gt;- Get closer to God&lt;br /&gt;- Jamming with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Places You Want to Go on Vacation&lt;br /&gt;- Japan&lt;br /&gt;- Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to swim&lt;br /&gt;- Slim down :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Ways You are Stereotypically a Chick/Guy&lt;br /&gt;- I love soccer&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like homosexuals (it's a man thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Normally Wouldn't Admit&lt;br /&gt;- Defeat&lt;br /&gt;- I'm afraid of dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Are Thinking About Now&lt;br /&gt;- Music Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;- Church camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Stores You Shop At&lt;br /&gt;- Flesh Imp&lt;br /&gt;- Nike Authorised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two People You Would Like to See Take This Test&lt;br /&gt;- Amos&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114321581008375801?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114321581008375801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114321581008375801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114321581008375801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114321581008375801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dont-get-this-title-man.html' title='I don&apos;t get this title man.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114304862754537851</id><published>2006-03-23T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:30:53.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies, it's April soon?!</title><content type='html'>Woah, 1 more week, and Aunty Esther had gone back for like 1 year already. So fast. One more month, i'll have my long waited holiday, in the mean time! I'm forgetting my things again. So today i went home straight after school, and i forgot i am suppose to buy the papers need to do my work. Which i need to pass up later at 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the evening i dropped my wallet, and someone kind enough to return me my wallet. Phew! Thank God. Was a good week, I can't believe i finished 4 weeks worth of technical drawing within 3 hours. Not that it was last min, but it was for the next 4 weeks. :D Drum had taken a slight set-back because this week was kinda tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go to sunday, I was so pissed with myself! I gave two balls away during the soccer match, and it lead to both the equaliser. Argh! I worked so hard, but only to be let down by my lack of concentration. But was a good game, would be perfect if not for those two mistake. Can't wait to redeem myself in the next Agape Soccer Match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lot of stuff gone and stayed in my mind these few days. Ministries, commitments, school, future and people. Thinking alot these days, trying to find a perfect answer for my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will a rotten apple ever turn back to a green apple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114304862754537851?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114304862754537851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114304862754537851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114304862754537851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114304862754537851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-flies-its-april-soon.html' title='Time flies, it&apos;s April soon?!'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114261090330708400</id><published>2006-03-17T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:55:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sick and tired to these people.</title><content type='html'>I'm just so sick of people giving excuses. That are so fake even I can see through. Firstly, if there are things you don't feel like doing or don't feel like doing. Tell somebody nicely. And not use things/excuses that so freaking common to shield yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know  how a person will feel? You lied to them just to get everything in your way? Where's the integrity? Where are the principles your parent taught you from young? All thrown away because you want to enjoy your freaking life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like hitting the red x box because i hit the bullseye? Well, just to let you know i despise your integrity. You know how pissed will I get when people lie to me? And worst, your reputation cause i'm always hearing people talking about how they had friends giving them stupid excuses. Your reputation will just go down the drain, and thats it. You'll feel people avioding you, you lost your real friends because they are unable to trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real friends are those who know you inside out. They are the ones who will scold you when you made a mistake. Fake friends are those who don't know you are those who cuddle you and support you when you made a mistake because they only know one side of the story. You who chooses the second option, are SELFISH because you didn't let your friends know about your real indentity and you fake a mask infront of those who really cares and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next are those who think they are always the victim. Please, GROW UP! Yes, you may be a victim but think about it this way. Why did you let yourself become the victim. Dumb enough you let people manipulate you and hurt you. And then you go around telling people you are the victim and just waits for people to sympathize and pity you. Gosh, get a life. Please. Yes i know people have had hurt you, i've been hurt too. But stand up and stop self-pitying. You know how disgusting it is for people to look at you this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are for those who can connect to whatever i said, if you think 2-3/10 percent is talking bout you, good, I hope this will make you angry or sad. At least I know, did my job. I don't mind losing friendships because of whatever i said now because this just shows you were never my real friends. You are just people who treats friendship as toy. Get a life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114261090330708400?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114261090330708400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114261090330708400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114261090330708400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114261090330708400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-sick-and-tired-to-these-people.html' title='So sick and tired to these people.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114252308416205311</id><published>2006-03-16T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:31:24.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooo....</title><content type='html'>Oh no, i'm ill, cough, blocked nose, sore throat and slight fever. I really hope it would affect sunday's soccer. I have been waiting weeks for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, wednesday, went sentosa with matthew, samuel, ben, zi kai, JJ, shengrou, yili, alisa and shannon. Quite a fun day, played "soccer", volleyball and monkey in the sea. Got myself toasted like a kaya bread. I look like a freaking drunk with my red red face. ;D Not bad, my Real Madrid's jersy had turned yellow and it's unwashable because of the seawater. Played sandy-uno. Good fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i learn 2 new things. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I add a mtv of Good Charlotte's Hold on. Please don't look down on them. After you see the mtv. You'll find how touching the song and the testimony of people have siblings commiting suicide feels like. I had one sibling  that had done something like that. So I really what they feel and how they feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114252308416205311?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114252308416205311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114252308416205311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114252308416205311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114252308416205311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/noooo.html' title='Noooo....'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114226777493870931</id><published>2006-03-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T00:36:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Superstar Supporter</title><content type='html'>Topic: Campus Superstar Supporters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. I can't believe how girls can sit wearing school uniform. With their legs wide open on national television and the whole world would know what they are wearing. Today's not the first time this happened already. How would they parents think if they are watching the program. Can't they sit properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khim was kicked out! Gosh. She sings so much better than Clara.&lt;br /&gt;Yu Yang the ah beng (who yili named) was kicked out too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114226777493870931?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114226777493870931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114226777493870931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114226777493870931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114226777493870931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/campus-superstar-supporter.html' title='Campus Superstar Supporter'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114209565500748171</id><published>2006-03-12T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:51:13.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to Matthew Chua.</title><content type='html'>I'm learning to see things from the sidewalk. I'm learning to observe people actions. I'm learning to accept people for who they are. And i'm finally learning to accept people for who they become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's topic is...... Matthew Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Matthew is definitly one man i can learn alot from. He's really the "pao ka liao" (everything) leader. He do all the frontline stuff and also the backstage stuff. Even though he is grooming people, that can lighten his load. I still want to salute him. I think he is that main pillar that holds on to the building, when the sides pillar were to fall. He still could be able to hold the structure of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas he share with me his thoughts and observation. One thing i'm learning from him is not to look at peoples flaw. But accept for who they are. Even though it's still abit hard. I mean, who doesn't? If certain people are not who you think they are? Do you still accept them a 100% for who they are? Do still trust them whole heartedly? Don't you doubt too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment can affect how you look at a person. Disappointment can kill a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let disappointment kill you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114209565500748171?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114209565500748171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114209565500748171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114209565500748171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114209565500748171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/tribute-to-matthew-chua.html' title='A tribute to Matthew Chua.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114140430904717912</id><published>2006-03-04T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:45:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go American Idol.</title><content type='html'>Wooohooo. American voted all 3 of the people i bet to be kicked out this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessss, Brenna is out, i mean even when she was kicked out, she was still so arrogant and said she'll come out with a album. Phew. Bye bye Brenna. I'm wondering how she dealt with her reply she gave after Simon's this is your last week comment. She said, "You know what? Thank God its America's choice." Boo Brenna boo! Be the next William Hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's friday, holidays over. And I'm going to see the lecturer I detest, I will never forget how she hummilated me in front of my classmates. Gosh, she's a shrewd. I am anti her ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was fun week. Aunt gave me money to buy some clothes, got 1 pants, 1 jeans, 2 T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth outing tommorrow. Reponese that sign up was rather ... maybe some of them didn't sign, but will still turn up. Hope they won't put our effort to waste. Got some blah blah answers. Which made me go -.-; well, don't matter. Shall end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114140430904717912?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114140430904717912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114140430904717912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114140430904717912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114140430904717912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/go-american-idol.html' title='Go American Idol.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114132065746455916</id><published>2006-03-03T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:32:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>Ok, this season's American idol is very good. Lots of talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Daughtry totally blow me away with his song.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1X-tuevw1fk&amp;search=american%20idol%20-%20chris%20daughtry"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1X-tuevw1fk&amp;amp;search=american%20idol%20-%20chris%20daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (click link to watch his performance). He is consitent and most of all his all an all time rocker voice. I seriously think he will win the idol and if he wins, i'm going to buy his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ace on the other hand other of my favorite in the man's team. Was dissappointing. I seriously think he tried too hard. His fake voice was not as nice as "Sway's" But still he's going through tomorrow's elimination with his charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Hinks, another favourite was average today. But i like his attitude. Very likeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Females favorite are Lisa, Paris and Kellie. Didn't watch their performance yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bets for elimination. 'Sway', David, Brenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i didn't catch the Female performance. Brenna, is a pure biatch. I hate her cockiness. She's going out! Like Simon said, "This is your last week here"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114132065746455916?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114132065746455916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114132065746455916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114132065746455916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114132065746455916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/03/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-114071206738104530</id><published>2006-02-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T00:27:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>So it has been 2 long weeks since i last blog. This week was assessment. I need to resubmit technical drawing because i retardly forgot to bring one of my pieces. DTP was good, i was gleeing when my lecture told me she like my work. I'm not trying to mimic peacock. It's because she is the 1st lecture to like any of my work. You know how her comments made my day. Made me forgot everything i cannot do in NAFA because i suck. Typo was okies and photoshop was alright too, both are passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm left with design drawing. After this i can have a one week break! I'm going to watch Munich after my assesment. Alone! :D I'm learning to watch movie alone, seriously, it's a skill i need to learn. Because i don't like watching movie alone, comedy or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since i've watched I'm not stupid too alone! I'm gonna watch Munich alone too! I hope it's not a blood filled movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Now if you people don't wanna carry on reading because i talk too much! :P You see the X at the top right hand corner. Click it, cause I'm gonna start blabbering again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this are just somethings i want to SCREAM out. bah. The theme for today. PEOPLE WHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who chooses friends according to their needs. These people are self-fish. Period.&lt;br /&gt;People who want to run away from things but don't dare to. They are coward.&lt;br /&gt;People who don't know who are their real friends, they are ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;People who run away from reality. They are slow, nobody can outrun reality.&lt;br /&gt;People who are &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; then two sided. They cannot be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;People who go to you as a last resort. "What a friend"&lt;br /&gt;People who am for the perfectest perfect. You're DEFECT.&lt;br /&gt;People who watch your "back". Backstabbers.&lt;br /&gt;People who should learn to stop talking. ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-114071206738104530?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/114071206738104530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=114071206738104530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114071206738104530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/114071206738104530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113932041491833251</id><published>2006-02-07T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:53:35.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movieeee...</title><content type='html'>Ok, i watched 2 movies in 2 days. Fearless and I'm not stupid too.Both are good movies. If you have time to spare, this 2 are movies you shouldn't miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless, watched with Kenneth, Angela and Yili. Darn, I don't like the ending. Cause it's a very sad ending. You'll know why if you watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid too, which i watched it myself. Is a very very nice show.It's funny and touching. For me, i teared in buckets. Really, the tears just keeps on rolling and rolling. And i'm not the only one, the whole cinema, you can hear people tearing. Very nice, alot of punchline. The one i'll always remember is a rotten apple, you have have to take away the part that rot and you can still eat it. If you throw it away, you'll not have any apple left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. if you're watching. There quite abit of hokkien language. (vulgars) And the word "limpei" is always used over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch both of them if you haven't! Very niceeeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I planned this are the list of movies, I wanna watch this month. "Pink Panther, Final Destination 3, Jarhead" Anyone interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113932041491833251?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113932041491833251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113932041491833251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113932041491833251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113932041491833251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/02/movieeee.html' title='Movieeee...'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113898829857267204</id><published>2006-02-04T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T01:38:18.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel</title><content type='html'>This week was fast? It's friday so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? I don't know. Wasn't good. So many stupid things happened. At least i enjoyed very very much, that my evening was with the worship team and how they lighten up my day. But now, i'm in a foul mood, cause my younger cousin is getting on my nerves with his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so today after practice we went to "I don't mind" and eat. The food was as good as before. But the tau huew is still good. I was stunned to see "vegetarian fried oyster". How on earth am I gonna eat that? Well. Great fellowship talking about primary school kids. My hands down to all teachers, you get like 500 pages to mark within a day?! Muhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an hour in the bus to think about the past few days, months and years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word hotel came into my mind. Because in my hotel(life). I see people pop out from nowhere, and stayed there for sometime, after awhile they left, and they head to nowhere. They're lost, nowhere from my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no matter what, i will always welcome them back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113898829857267204?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113898829857267204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113898829857267204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113898829857267204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113898829857267204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/02/hotel.html' title='Hotel'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113846673682137116</id><published>2006-01-29T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:45:36.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week.</title><content type='html'>Whootezz! 4 days of holiday. Too bad, i'm going into Chinese New Year with a debt. Sleep debt. My eyes had been more "puffy-er" then ever. Ok, lets see. Update on my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday to Wednesday. School per normal. Abit more stressful that the pervious week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday, after school, went to watch Memiors of a Geisha with Yili and Lydia, Mr. Yee can't make it. A nice show. You really feel like slapping Gong Li during the movie. So it meant that she did really well. Zhang Ziyi was pretty, her acting was quite good, but her english accent hindered her to excel in her role. After the movie, we bumped into Lizhu and a few of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, school's good. Only 5 of my classmate including me turn up out of 14 of them. Cool huh? Had quite a good laugh with my malay friends when I wanted to treat them something. Haha. Had a headache, can't go to worship practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, was a slack slack day. Slept late-woke up late. Slack the whole day, help out in cleaning here and there. Decorated my house abit :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113846673682137116?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113846673682137116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113846673682137116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113846673682137116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113846673682137116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-week.html' title='My week.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113759903513901690</id><published>2006-01-18T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:43:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My busy wednesday.</title><content type='html'>Ok, today school was until 9.00am. So after school, i went to get my deferment letter then headed to CMPB to defer. Didn't know how to go, so i had to asked. Did my application 2 times because of the stupid computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after, that. i went to swee lee, to get aaron's cable. (you owe me $29 for that :P) Saw drums set which i really want to buy one for my house. So i can play with it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to musuem after that, which is to see some ridiculously boring stuff. Really, thank God it's free for NAFA student. Then walked to Chinatown point from Boat Quay. Leg was so freaking tired. Then had dinner, went up to church. And found it being invaded by termites. Gross!! Kor kor eric was busy spraying the termites like a SWAT team officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yili screamed! When she saw a living termite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time for worship, made alot of mistake. Because i was very nervous. As in my heart can beat until it will explode those type. But received a few good comment. All thanks to God for anointing my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so freaking tired. Gotta go and sleeep. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i forgot that you're already dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113759903513901690?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113759903513901690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113759903513901690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113759903513901690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113759903513901690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-busy-wednesday.html' title='My busy wednesday.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113738542655169448</id><published>2006-01-16T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T12:23:46.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Ok, lets talk about drums today! Yea, long while since i type anything about drums. "Fhew!" Time flew so fast, and i learnt drum like for 1 year plus. So fast, even though i'm still not a pro or something, at least i can still play abit right? Haha. Someone said this to me, "Learning drum is like asking you to untie a string of lots and lots of knots.  You'll spend time untie the first knot, then you'll have a strand of smooth string till the other knot. And this cycle repeats." I know, i'm still stuck in the first few knot. Most like because, my practice slacken. So yea, my this year resolution is simple. I want to become a better drummer for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise something, I'm turning 18 this year. Omigosh. 18?! I don't know why, but 17 and 18 is a huge difference. Which means, I have to be less crappy, more serious. I know it's hard but slowly ;) I know all of you are yearning for me to be less lame! But 18 is my favorite number. And now i'm 18. I guess these would be my year! Hahaha, i talk like some Feng-Shui man. But well? Only God knows whats installed for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always giving us gifts, it's like we are computers, when you want to install programs, some would be slow, whereas some as fast. Which mean all of us, had been given gifts, but it's in the installation progess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is a gift from God, it took centuries to install. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113738542655169448?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113738542655169448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113738542655169448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113738542655169448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113738542655169448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113708269153229347</id><published>2006-01-13T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:19:46.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Added song: Here without you, Baby - Three Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed. I stood on the sidelines. Watched what is going on in my life. So many thing changed. People changed, enviroment changed, I changed, back to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things haven't changed. I missed the old people, old enviroment, and my old self. Still trying to adapt to changes in my life. Yes, I put on a mask, you will know how ugly i am if i had took it off. I'm slow in adapting, so give me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had been ok, Fun i guess, but too bad i can't appeal, they said my GPA is not enough. Well, I'm enjoying myself in school now though. But I'm really lonely in school. So i dread going to school everyday. Miss my old classmates. Really, even though, i don't get along with some of them. You know when you're lonely, you tend to think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, Watch me go slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but you owe me an apology too. I finally got what that person meant. Cause i felt it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113708269153229347?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113708269153229347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113708269153229347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113708269153229347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113708269153229347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113639176365724561</id><published>2006-01-05T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:22:43.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus.</title><content type='html'>Now I've see things another way, I see so much i shouldn't have done, I see a similarity. I hardly see a difference, maybe the reason. But it's still a replica of that episode. Both things happen the same. But for a different purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seen it and tasted it before. I don't want see and taste it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see myself, a new me. I would let it affect my goals and my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but my hands are already let-ed go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113639176365724561?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113639176365724561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113639176365724561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113639176365724561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113639176365724561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2006/01/focus.html' title='Focus.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113569722169377544</id><published>2005-12-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:27:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>You step on people to feel better. You suck people's lifes to make you feel better. You can only see one side of the picture. You don't bother about your real friends. Really i don't get it. Sometimes i'm just so sick and tired, with you stepping on me unknowningly. Dissapointment fills me. Maybe one day, my hands would be too tired to hold on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on if you feel like letting go" - Good Charlotte's Hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Good Charlotte is wrong after all. Sometimes you get to weary to hold on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me an answer for all this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113569722169377544?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113569722169377544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113569722169377544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113569722169377544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113569722169377544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2005/12/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113527894759297485</id><published>2005-12-23T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T03:15:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas?</title><content type='html'>Ok, been awhile since i blogged. But yea, this week is a hell of spending. But yea, i enjoy myself. Yea, Spending money is fun. DUH? Ok, today was suppose to finish my gifts. But! I didn't managed to finish them, cause I was lazying around instead. But i managed to finish at least half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really no mood for Christmas, cause it's like it had come so fast? Whereas the Christmas 2 years ago is still so fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, really hope it will be something fun. Was hoping it would be on a weekday, so i can spent my whole night out. But! it turned out to be on sunday, and there'll be service in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back to see my year 2005, I see a trail of struggles, hurts, pains, discouragement. I see happiness and fun too. But I thank God for bringing me through this year. What a year, lots of down, very little up. Unproductive and lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a new year, hope it will be better, least painful. I don't want to go back there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113527894759297485?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113527894759297485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113527894759297485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113527894759297485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113527894759297485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas?'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113441212354039826</id><published>2005-12-13T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T02:28:43.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch my spikes.</title><content type='html'>Realise I had been very temperamental latey. I guess, i still need time to digest? Not that i am self-pettying but people just don't realise anything. They treat you as though you are emotionless. I just hope people can stop pouring wet blanket for a moment. Before my spikes really haunt them. I'm not a mental punching bag. Where you can train and hurdle your insults at me. I'm a fully emotional human. So stop treating me like i have no emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today Kai came to my house and borrow my winter socks and glove. And Yoyo, just can't stop disturbing him. Haha, was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone to appeal. I shall go on tuesday alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113441212354039826?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113441212354039826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113441212354039826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113441212354039826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113441212354039826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2005/12/watch-my-spikes.html' title='Watch my spikes.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113423026615907979</id><published>2005-12-10T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:57:46.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly Speechless.</title><content type='html'>Don't want to go home, don't want to think about it. I don't want to talk about it. Just let me grumble and morn. For once, please just stop pouring wet blanket on me. I might just drop dead from the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought everything went smoothly? I didn't fail any, but why? I can't accept it. Really. I'm untterly dissapointed and speechless. Put me in a course i don't enjoy. So why did i go to NAFA to look for hope. One setback after another. I'm not superman, I can't take all of it. Now i'm ill. What a week. Great. I really hope I'll just fade away. Slowly, then nobody would notice it. Then i'll be gone. No worries, no trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i walk closer to ..................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113423026615907979?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113423026615907979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113423026615907979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113423026615907979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113423026615907979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2005/12/utterly-speechless.html' title='Utterly Speechless.'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113406456540548049</id><published>2005-12-09T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:56:05.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester Not United</title><content type='html'>Well well, Man utd was kicked out of Champion league. For one moment i think Roy Keane would be smiling at how the young "stars" were playing. How right can he be? Afterall 10 years at Old Trafford. He'd know the difference between, Genius and Stars. There are so much stars in United, but these stars didn't last long. Really, I'm disgraced. Even Liverpool could get top of their "Group of Death" group. What about Man Utd? Villareal, Benfica, Lille. I mean. Hello?! They didn't even reach quater finals in the past season. Bah, let me rate their performance on yesterday's match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Der Sar. 5/10 Mixture of good and bad. Bad for the 2nd goal. He stoned! Wt-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.Neville. 6/10 One of the better player yesterday. But not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio Ferd. 3/10 Absolute crappy performance. Why give him 100k/pw wages?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silvestre. 4/10 Slighty better then counterpart Rio, but sluggish performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Shea. 1/10 Why didn't he close his darn legs for the 1st goal? Crappier then Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholes. 6/10 For that "Tyco" goal. Was invisible after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith. 4/10 He think he is Keane, tackling and sliding without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo. 0/10 Omgosh! You pointed your 3rd finger at your fans?! Wt-?! Sack him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggs. 5/10 Annoymous, but work hard. He is 32, don't expect too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooney. 6/10 Workoholic of the team. But wasn't at his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nistelrooy. 5/10 Decent but not impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Ferguson. 0/10 Joins Ronaldo at "0" for sacking Keane. He's going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12572646-113406456540548049?l=blacklush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/feeds/113406456540548049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12572646&amp;postID=113406456540548049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113406456540548049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12572646/posts/default/113406456540548049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklush.blogspot.com/2005/12/manchester-not-united.html' title='Manchester Not United'/><author><name>him and her</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12572646.post-113397307794527741</id><published>2005-12-08T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:31:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem of Punctuality.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I don't know how this would help. But I really want to emphasis on the issue of punctuality. I'm seeing it a problem in alot of people including myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, to me being late is just as good as killing a person [slowly]. I'll explain. While you being late, the other party or parties  would have to wait. Thus the amount of time you were late was wasted. It's as good as wasting someone elses life. And that's something, no amount of money or what so ever can pay back. Not even millions of sorries. You wasted the person's life and you killed them bit by bit. The schedules changed, everything had to be pushed back. And worst, that's the flaw people are going to pick at. Everybody dislike a "later" [a person who's late in my english] Yes, even if apology is accepted, can't you buy back the person's life? If there's 20 peepz in a group, and you're late 15mins. You wasted 5 hours of time. So is it a nesscesary to be late? A person who is late shows that, that person cannot manage his/her time. Unless in an emergency, but still. [INFORM] is the word. Don't let people wait without notificating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time. Try not to be late. :) Cause you'll kill somemore for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be guilty of it. 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