<?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-6735057</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:52:59.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Devil's Creation, Heaven's Reject</title><subtitle type='html'>this is just a simple but nice blog... hope to see more ppl visiting this webby... and special thanks to marc... haha.... joking....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon will be saying x'mas greetings...&lt;br /&gt;and aft that the bells will ring for the arrival of the new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still missing you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only x'mas wish is to be able to meet up with u..&lt;br /&gt;even if its just for 5 mins i'll be contented..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-78553551247945124?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/78553551247945124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/78553551247945124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_11_25_archive.html#78553551247945124' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-7220112802158459396</id><published>2007-10-08T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T01:09:22.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sept&lt;/span&gt; came and went..&lt;br /&gt;well i had a special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; spent..&lt;br /&gt;i spent it with loads of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; that made impacts in my life..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thankful..&lt;br /&gt;my regret was that u were unable to turn up..&lt;br /&gt;the mere presence would have made the event a whole lot more special..&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still grateful for all that has happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently my friends has been in dilemmas,&lt;br /&gt;one is troubled,&lt;br /&gt;well expectations are always hard to meet..&lt;br /&gt;esp the expectations of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;not all are able to meet those kinda of expectation..&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; be happy in all situation..&lt;br /&gt;choose wisely the roads and lead a carefree life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learn not to live in the past..&lt;br /&gt;but it seems the past keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;poping&lt;/span&gt; up in the present..&lt;br /&gt;its like the shadow tat trails u all day long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking and bartending is my life now..&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving every min of it..&lt;br /&gt;though i'm unable to spend much time..&lt;br /&gt;still learning how things complement each other makes it a whole more worthwhile..&lt;br /&gt;gonna need some test subjects for my cooking..&lt;br /&gt;aud, ting and mel.. dun u all run.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-7220112802158459396?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7220112802158459396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7220112802158459396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_10_07_archive.html#7220112802158459396' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-139316973303143707</id><published>2007-08-30T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:23:50.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Sept is approaching...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well was going tru some songs..&lt;br /&gt;a song made me think..&lt;br /&gt;the title of the song:  Way Back Into Love by Hugh Grant and Haley Bennett&lt;br /&gt;this song kinda stills grips me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its kinda true..&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to find my way back to devote one's self to a cause..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eversince nth has happen..&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to scrap things...&lt;br /&gt;been trying to forget the past..&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;when will i be able to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-139316973303143707?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/139316973303143707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/139316973303143707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_08_26_archive.html#139316973303143707' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-7977284082296466847</id><published>2007-07-25T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T00:18:33.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your disappearing acts surpasses even the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Houdini&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;without a word or even an audience..&lt;br /&gt;you will perform it to such flawlessness..&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;startled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't know wat to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;panic i was..&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;after awhile you re-appear as fast as you had disappear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;but it wasn't to last..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this time round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;i've grown weary..&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;so weary that i dunno wat i'm feeling anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you always play ur acts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perhaps i shld juz call fold..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i've already show-hand..&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;life is a gamble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;a huge game of risk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heads you win..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tails you lose..&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;i resign to my fate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-7977284082296466847?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7977284082296466847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7977284082296466847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_07_22_archive.html#7977284082296466847' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-7320363763880873875</id><published>2007-07-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:21:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.. i was requested to blog again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dunno wat to blog abt..&lt;br /&gt;recently times has been depressing..&lt;br /&gt;news of joy has been rare..&lt;br /&gt;i have worn the smiley mask yet again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i really have to thank ting and aud for trying to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;they kinda know the reason y i've been kinda depress lately..&lt;br /&gt;aud is juz like a little sis.. playful at times and kinda understanding..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for providing the listening ears once in awhile.. =)&lt;br /&gt;ting ar ting.. lol.. always hiting me at work..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. STOP HITTING ME!!! lol..&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat to write le.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-7320363763880873875?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7320363763880873875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7320363763880873875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_07_08_archive.html#7320363763880873875' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-7268355769856182902</id><published>2007-06-29T09:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:44:51.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-7268355769856182902?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7268355769856182902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/7268355769856182902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_06_24_archive.html#7268355769856182902' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-1293305094683657126</id><published>2007-05-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T02:11:58.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*disclaimer* if anyone seen the previous post.. well it ain't targeted to any one.. cuz this is something that happen in my past.. that i raked up.. it a delicate past that i dun want it to be known.. prolly some of u might link it to the present.. but it aint that.. this matter happended 6 yrs ago..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-1293305094683657126?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/1293305094683657126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/1293305094683657126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_05_13_archive.html#1293305094683657126' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-8415651435209712321</id><published>2007-05-16T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:36:28.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is still a safe haven for my soul..&lt;br /&gt;its been restless..&lt;br /&gt;time really makes a fool of man..&lt;br /&gt;trust is such a tough word to view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much trust can u put in a person??&lt;br /&gt;too much and a single bretrayal will crumble ur once safe life..&lt;br /&gt;too little and it makes u a worried wort..&lt;br /&gt;a delicate balance i can't find..&lt;br /&gt;all i done is to shield my sad side..&lt;br /&gt;my anger and all my other emotions are locked away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only occasional words will come abt for me to release my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;words which will subdue the raging beast in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotions hard to handle and control..&lt;br /&gt;my buddy saw it once and told me dun ever let ur anger out..&lt;br /&gt;its frightening..&lt;br /&gt;like a erupting volcano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were in the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. even if u were to come across this post.. well..&lt;br /&gt;gd luck for every thing.. i won't hinder your happy life..&lt;br /&gt;stay happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-8415651435209712321?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/8415651435209712321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/8415651435209712321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_05_13_archive.html#8415651435209712321' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-803770959686634135</id><published>2007-05-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:47:31.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scouring the vast lands and oceans.&lt;br /&gt;Only seeking for one's own dream.&lt;br /&gt;Is the seeker seeking a lost cause?&lt;br /&gt;Or has the dream ended?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-803770959686634135?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/803770959686634135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/803770959686634135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_05_06_archive.html#803770959686634135' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-8746303278556159361</id><published>2007-05-06T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:04:41.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been writing much lately, due to my commitments.&lt;br /&gt;Well just didn’t have the inspiration to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maple leaves have fallen yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Enveloping the once dust ridden road.&lt;br /&gt;Lively chirps fill the air once more.&lt;br /&gt;Orange hued sky the sun is setting.&lt;br /&gt;Dusk it is once more.&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for a new day to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penned by Takuhara27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-8746303278556159361?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/8746303278556159361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/8746303278556159361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_05_06_archive.html#8746303278556159361' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-4145704762527703234</id><published>2007-02-12T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T10:11:37.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi peeps,&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Cobwebs are abundance in this blog..&lt;br /&gt;Well, in 2 more days is the most commercialised day..&lt;br /&gt;Saint Valentines’ Day, commonly known V-Day..&lt;br /&gt;How it came about is history..&lt;br /&gt;Dun wanna bore ppl and talk about how Saint Valentines’ Day came about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is for the special ppl in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we can’t be together..&lt;br /&gt;Each of you build a part of me..&lt;br /&gt;Each setback I faced killed part of me..&lt;br /&gt;With each setback..&lt;br /&gt;The inner battle begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you won’t know I have 2 extremely diff personalities..&lt;br /&gt;Conflicting..&lt;br /&gt;The one u see is the quiet, cheerful, helpful one..&lt;br /&gt;The one that rears its ugly head during each setback in life..&lt;br /&gt;Its dark.. almost like the devil himself…&lt;br /&gt;Thus the name of the blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Those special ppl killed part of the devil..&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I still lament myself for wat I did and did not do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. here.. share with u all the song that has been playing on my Itunes and Ishuffle..&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Early Saint Valentines’ Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creep – Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here before,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;Your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;You're so fuckin' special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doin' here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have control&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;when I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;You're so fuckin' special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doin' here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's running out again&lt;br /&gt;She's running out&lt;br /&gt;She runs runs runs runs...runs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;You're so fuckin' special&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doin' here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong hereI don't belong here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-4145704762527703234?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/4145704762527703234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/4145704762527703234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2007_02_11_archive.html#4145704762527703234' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116666177668342506</id><published>2006-12-21T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T08:42:56.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;3 Doors Down -  Here By Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you’re doing fine out there without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I'm not doing so good without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The things I thought you'd never know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Were the things I guess you always understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So how could I have been so blind for all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I only see the truth through all this fear of living without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And all that I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can’t take another day without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause, baby, I could never make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been waiting so long just to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to be back in your arms where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But everything I've ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the days roll on I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time is standing still for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you’re not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m sorry I can’t always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything I’ve ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;x2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And everything I have in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And all that i'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It could all fall down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just as long as I have you right here by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116666177668342506?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116666177668342506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116666177668342506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116666177668342506' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116648757670514093</id><published>2006-12-19T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:19:45.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Can't Let Go (Landon Pigg) ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well you're the closest thing I have&lt;br /&gt;To bring up in a conversation&lt;br /&gt;About a love that didnt last&lt;br /&gt;But I could never call you mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I could never call myself yours&lt;br /&gt;And if we were really meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Well then we justify destiny&lt;br /&gt;Its not that our love died&lt;br /&gt;Just never really bloomed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go of you&lt;br /&gt;Youre holding me back without even trying to.&lt;br /&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;I cant move on from the past&lt;br /&gt;Without lifting a finger youre holding me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And then we saw our paths diverge&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I felt OK about it.&lt;br /&gt;Until you got with another man,&lt;br /&gt;And then I couldnt understand&lt;br /&gt;Why it bothered me so.&lt;br /&gt;How we didnt die we just&lt;br /&gt;Never had a chance to grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go of you&lt;br /&gt;Youre holding me back without even trying to.&lt;br /&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;I cant move on from the past.&lt;br /&gt;Without lifting a finger youre holding me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And it might not make much sense&lt;br /&gt;To you or any of my friends&lt;br /&gt;Though somehow still you affect the&lt;br /&gt;Things I do.&lt;br /&gt;And you cant lose what you never had&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why I feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you out with someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go of you&lt;br /&gt;Youre holding me back without even trying to.&lt;br /&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;I cant move on from the past&lt;br /&gt;Without lifting a finger youre holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;No, I cant let go of you&lt;br /&gt;Youre holding me back without even trying to.&lt;br /&gt;I cant let go&lt;br /&gt;I cant move on from the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116648757670514093?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116648757670514093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116648757670514093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116648757670514093' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116640654797146174</id><published>2006-12-18T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:49:07.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 4 (Stupidity and Naiveness)&lt;br /&gt;(final: the story ends here hanging just like how things truly are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to fall in love with another. He searched and searched. He got to know a few. But they all are shadows of her. They are partially like her. Be it character wise or look wise. There is a tint of her in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made no progress in trying to dislodge himself from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even being friends was tough. Emotions tend to run high. He wants to kill those emotions. He doesn’t want to lose her. He really loves her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116640654797146174?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116640654797146174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116640654797146174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116640654797146174' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116640094584272861</id><published>2006-12-18T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:36:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 3-3 (Irony)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;All the sweet and thoughtful things he did and made didn’t move her. One night, she told him. She said "I’m sorry, there is no feeling. I can’t reciprocate what you gave." Those words were like knives stabbing through his heart, his mind and lastly his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the next couple of days, he isolated himself. Subsequently he kept everything to himself. He knew its her that he wants. But her words were deeply etched in his mind. Images of her seem to have woven itself to his dreams. She told him to find someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116640094584272861?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116640094584272861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116640094584272861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116640094584272861' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116615760170600537</id><published>2006-12-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:41:23.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 3-2 (Irony)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen that night was like a dream to him, he finally truly enjoyed someone’s company. He slept well that night. Over the next course of weeks, he continued to chat with her online and through smses. Some days they even had breakfast together, he felt true joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then it happens, he didn’t know why. But her messages got lesser, he sees her online greeted her. She went offline without a word. Suddenly, the world seems so dark. He was worried he wonders what he has done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday was a week away, he decided to bake a brownie for her birthday. He sources for recipes and tried it. Wasn’t good on his first try. He decided to reduce some ingredients and add some to enhance the taste. He wanted it to be fresh, so the night before he wanted to give it to her he baked it. He didn’t sleep, he stayed up the whole night making and baking it. At 3 am the whole house was filled with the aroma of the brownie baking in the oven. By 4.30am it was done, he left it out to cool it before cutting it and put it in a nice metal tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning he went to school to help out in an event, so he left her a message telling her that he wanted to meet her during lunch to pass her something. No reply so he had lunch with his friends. The tin was in a bag so he carried it along for lunch just in case he saw her along the path. He waited and waited, he was really quiet that day his friends realise something was amiss, he just told them he wanted to pass her a present. After lunch she replied, the smile was back on his face. She said she went to swim that’s why she replied late. He told his friend he will come by later to help at the event, caused he had something more important to him than anything else. He ran to meet her. Pass her the bag, walked with her back to the computer lab where she was going to do her project. He didn’t get to see her eating it, he really would love to just sit there seeing her eat it. It was the first time he made something for a girl, and this girl is truly someone he loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116615760170600537?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116615760170600537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116615760170600537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116615760170600537' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116614538689296830</id><published>2006-12-15T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:16:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Part 3-1 (Irony) (this part is quite long. so I’m breaking it into parts.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The time came, first time going out together, he wanted it to be perfect. He arrange things nicely, was early to get the tickets to a movie. The movie was titled " A lot like love", he made his way down to the station which they agreed to meet. He stood there waiting, half an hour passed he was still there waiting. During that half-hour, he didn’t message her to ask where she was, cause he was early and didn’t want to rush her. After the half-hour mark past, he messaged her, she said she was going to be late cause she had just finished tutoring her cousin. All he said was "never mind, take your time. Don’t need to rush." Then he just stood there at the train station waiting for the next 45 minutes before she came. When he saw her getting out of the gantry, he heaved a sigh of relief. "She made it." He said to himself. He made up his mind then, that he wouldn’t mind waiting for her, standing there like a fool, as long as she makes it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After an exchange of friendly greetings, they made their way to a café nearby. He ordered a chocolate fondue and glass of iced mango drink, she had a hot drink. He knew that she loves chocolates, even though he really didn’t like the taste of chocolate he shared the fondue with her so as to not let her know his dislike for chocolates. She didn’t know that he started eating chocolates caused of her love for chocolates. They chatted while finishing up the fondue, he took the napkin, and started to roll and fold. She had a puzzled look on her face, when he was done rolling and folding, he handed her a napkin rose. She was amaze with what she saw, she wanted to learn it. He requested for another napkin from the waitress, and started teaching her how to fold the napkin rose. He is willing to do or fulfil any of her requests as long as it was within his means. Time pass, he realised that they were gonna be late for the movie. He called for the bill and wanted to pay for it. But she was faster, she paid for it and said this is for the band with a smile. He conceded defeat then. Off they go making their way to the cinema, luckily the cinema was nearby just a street away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;They made it, the show just began when they sat at their seats. The show was touching with a tint of humor, which made it a heartwarming and heart wrenching at some point of the movie. After the movie, they made their way to a mall nearby for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;He chose this certain Japanese restaurant as he finds the food delectable and it has a nice ambience. They got the corner seat, which was the seat he was hoping to get. Seriously he didn’t know she didn’t really like seafood, only after they made the orders she told him that she choked on fish bones when she was young and she is kinda allergic to prawns. He then realised he made the wrong choice of restaurant. He was really sorry, but he didn’t know what to say. The rest of the meal he listened to her about her family and friends. Then she suggested to head to somewhere for dessert, he paid the bill for the meal this time.&lt;br /&gt;They made their way, to this traditional Chinese dessert store. It was nostalgic, wooden tables and the dessert was served in ceramic bowls. Great place. They continue the chat, over dessert. It was already 9.30pm then when they finished. She suggested walking to another train station to head home. He really enjoys her company, so he didn’t mind the long walk they were about to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The night breeze was cooling and walking beside him was someone, he hoped to walk the path of life with. Even though it seems stupid for him to think that way after the first outing. He was falling, falling in love with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116614538689296830?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116614538689296830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116614538689296830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116614538689296830' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116607129945963615</id><published>2006-12-14T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T12:42:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Part 2: Confidence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the scene just kept playing in his head, how he wished he wasn’t slightly introvert in nature. He got out of bed, turned on his computer and went online. He searched and searched friendster, hoping he would manage to find her on it. Minutes gone by and pass into hours, finally he found her. He heaves a sigh of relief, but another matter was worrying him. Should he add her? He pondered it over the weekends, on Sunday night, he finally decided to add her. When he added, his heart was in a whirl unsure what that feeling was, it was a mixture of hope, relief, excitement and woes. He wasn’t sure that night when he added her was her email written on the profile. He was sure he didn’t saw it there and then when he found her profile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About 2 days later, she accepted his request to add her on friendster. He was elated, it was then he saw her email written there. Was it coincidence? He didn’t know, so he raked up the courage in him to take her email and add her on MSN messenger as he finds that she is quite friendly and all. True enough she accepted him yet again, the confidence was building step by step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days later, he said "Hi" to her on MSN. She replied, he go about introducing himself to her. She couldn’t remember the toe stepping incident, cause she said she has a bad memory to begin with. Each conversation with her was building that confidence and his feelings for her start to grow while learning about her character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, he was sitting at McDonald’s with his buddies to have breakfast before the start of classes. He saw her, she walked past them and sat a distance away. Plucked up the courage, left his buddies to sit and chat with her. He walked up to her, "Hi, Good Morning" with a slight stammer, crossed his fingers hoping she didn’t hear the nervousness in his voice. She looked up, smiled and replied. Her smile just took his breathe away, in his eyes she has the best smile. Quickly he snapped back to reality and asked whether he could sit with her. Since she was ok with it, he just sat down. Topics that they talked about was random, time pass, he was gonna be very late for class, even his buddies messaged him to let him know they have gone to class first. He didn’t want to leave, he wanted to stay and chat he wanted to know her more. She noticed he was wearing a nike rubber wristband, she asked, where did he got that from. He answered her accordingly, she told him, she wanted a similar wristband but it was the armstrong nike rubber wristband which can’t be found in Singapore anymore. He told her, " I’ll help u search for it" before leaving for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got home that day, he began his online search for the wristband. He found someone in Singapore selling it, so he emailed the guy and arranges to meet the guy to purchase the wristband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day to meet the guy was here, but he was sick yet he still made his way to Teban Gardens to purchase the wristband before rushing for noon classes. When he got to school, he saw her in McDonald’s doing her project with her classmates. As he was late, he went to class first. Class was just an hour and there was a break, he took up courage and went to McDonald’s, with her friends around her, he walked up to her and passed her the band, she was shocked. He didn’t know what she was feeling he just said, "For you" and he felt the presence of her friends and felt kinda awkward, he wanted to just bolt out of McDonald’s. She said thanks before he turned and left. He left McDonald’s to meet his buddies at a canteen. While walking, his handphone beeped, she messaged. She wanted to pay for the band, but he didn’t want her to pay for it. So he said, why don’t we go out in exchange for the band? She said ok, he jumped for joy. He was so happy. Will it last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116607129945963615?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116607129945963615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116607129945963615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116607129945963615' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116605688116186017</id><published>2006-12-14T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T08:48:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a 3 or 4-part story of a guy and his emotions; (Part1: First Sight)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Almost about 2 years ago, he was asked to help out in a school orientation by his friend, as he was trusted to do a good job no matter what by his friend. So he came down with no expectations what so ever, with the thought of helping his friend. It was a 2 or 3 day event, the guy couldn’t really remember. Through out the days, the guy help out in anyway possible for the orientation from moving stuff, to distributing food. He caught glimpse of someone, whom made his heart kind of skip a beat or 2. But due to the slightly introvert self, he just continued doing his job ignoring the feelings brewing inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then came the rehearsals for the orientation finale, again his help was sought after to represent his friend in the club performance as he was the stage manager and he couldn’t be out there on stage. So as the trusty right-hand friend, he joins in the rehearsals. To his amazement, the girl was also involved. She was part of another performance for the same event. He was jittery while doing his job, during the rehearsals his eyes could help locating that sunshine girl. He knew something wasn’t right, the feeling that he hasn’t felt for so long is back there and then it was brewing in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the final rehearsals, the in-charge requested a rehearsal for the final item, which all performers have to gather on stage. So on went the rehearsal, he got on to the stage for the final item.&lt;br /&gt;What he didn’t know was, she was just behind him. Thinking that no one was behind him, he took a step back. "Ouch!" filled his eardrums, unknowingly he had stepped on her toes. He turned to apologize, upon realizing it was her toes he stepped on, his face flushed while he said, "Sorry". His heart nearly jumped out of his mouth while saying that, quickly he turn back to the front, but still he manage to hear her say, "Its alright". Upon hearing that, there was a sigh of relief at least he heard her voice, to him it was melodious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116605688116186017?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116605688116186017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116605688116186017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116605688116186017' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116597742765256632</id><published>2006-12-13T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T10:37:07.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Care and concern is what I gave.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness and not love was what I got.&lt;br /&gt;As life proceeds, the road darkens.&lt;br /&gt;Rendering my road as dark as a starless night.&lt;br /&gt;Am I able to see the light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116597742765256632?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116597742765256632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116597742765256632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116597742765256632' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-116597186940172771</id><published>2006-12-13T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:05:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been awhile.. Decided to penned things down..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of bottling it all up.. And die choking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been hard, haven’t feel this way since I lost my maternal grandma.&lt;br /&gt;In my dictionary, the word joy and happiness seem to have ceased to exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The more I try to grab or hang on to hope, joy or happiness, the more I lose.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl say, love/happiness come to those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;(Haven’t I waited long enough?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ppl say, love/happiness is reward to those who self sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;(I give up personal time for my friends and someone,&lt;br /&gt;Upon a call, I’ll take a cab down. Days that ur friends are busy, I’ll rush to keep u company.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The picture of you floats in my mind, you sleeping on the pacific coffee couch is just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Days pass into Weeks pass into Months, since I last saw you.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime my Hp beeps, I wish it was you.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime a chat window pops up, I wish it was you.&lt;br /&gt;Another X’mas is coming and yet again the feeling of joy and happiness eludes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-116597186940172771?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116597186940172771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/116597186940172771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_12_10_archive.html#116597186940172771' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-115052825446036453</id><published>2006-06-17T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T15:10:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 Doors Down - When I'm Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another world inside of me&lt;br /&gt;That you may never see&lt;br /&gt;There's secrets in this life&lt;br /&gt;That I can hide&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;There's a light that I can't find&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too far away...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just blind...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;And love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me&lt;br /&gt;wants to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;You won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your education x-ray&lt;br /&gt;Can not see under my skin&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you a damn thing&lt;br /&gt;That I could not tell my friends&lt;br /&gt;Now roaming through this darkness&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive but I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is fighting this&lt;br /&gt;But part of me is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;And love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me&lt;br /&gt;wants to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;You won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;And love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am&lt;br /&gt;And everything in me&lt;br /&gt;wants to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to be&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down&lt;br /&gt;Even if I could&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything&lt;br /&gt;If only for your good&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here&lt;br /&gt;Right me when im wrong&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;You won't always be there&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-115052825446036453?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/115052825446036453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/115052825446036453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_06_11_archive.html#115052825446036453' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114969787455231841</id><published>2006-06-08T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:31:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm standing on a cliff..&lt;br /&gt;looking down..&lt;br /&gt;This familiar scene..&lt;br /&gt;has been repeated over and over..&lt;br /&gt;When will it end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crashing waves..&lt;br /&gt;increasing the tempo of the heart..&lt;br /&gt;The ocean below beckons..&lt;br /&gt;My life to be washed away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is setting..&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the next crashing wave..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence..&lt;br /&gt;Life..&lt;br /&gt;Hope..&lt;br /&gt;All washed away..&lt;br /&gt;By the cruel waves called..&lt;br /&gt;REALITY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the foot of my grave..&lt;br /&gt;A stalk of white rose..&lt;br /&gt;Left behind by a little kid..&lt;br /&gt;a mark in life..&lt;br /&gt;a moment in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Takuhara27-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114969787455231841?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114969787455231841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114969787455231841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_06_04_archive.html#114969787455231841' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114963588318975270</id><published>2006-06-07T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:19:13.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood: unexplainable, deillusioned&lt;br /&gt;Music playing: Bon Jovi - I'll Be There For You&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess this time you're really leaving&lt;br /&gt;I heard your suitcase say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And as my broken heart lies bleeding&lt;br /&gt;You say true love is suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you've cried a thousand rivers&lt;br /&gt;And now you're swimming for the shore&lt;br /&gt;You left me drowning in my tears&lt;br /&gt;And you won't save me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance, girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114963588318975270?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114963588318975270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114963588318975270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_06_04_archive.html#114963588318975270' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114960749557647494</id><published>2006-06-06T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:24:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When the Jews return to Zion And a comet rips the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Holy Roman Empire rises, Then You and I must die. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the eternal sea he rises, Creating armies on either shore, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turning man against his brother 'Til man exists no more. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the movie the Omen..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a nice movie..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but a cliff hanger ending..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i kinda like this quote..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i wanna name my first son either lucifer or damien.. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ppl will think i'm sick..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well den..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;look at the tab of this IE window..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how funny things turn out to be.. i dunno how long can i take this lonliness..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114960749557647494?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114960749557647494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114960749557647494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_06_04_archive.html#114960749557647494' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114954920250058960</id><published>2006-06-06T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:13:22.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the 6/6/06&lt;br /&gt;all these talk abt judgement day and all..&lt;br /&gt;well how i hope to have a kid or be born on this day..&lt;br /&gt;and name or be named lucifer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its judgement day..&lt;br /&gt;well.. not saying it will confirm be end of the world..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be letting things go on such a day..&lt;br /&gt;well at least it marks down a day which everything shld be destroyed by the birth of anti-christ..&lt;br /&gt;so i shall destroy my past..&lt;br /&gt;and remould my future..&lt;br /&gt;hope i can do it..&lt;br /&gt;in the power lucifer..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only i gotten to know a friend like u earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114954920250058960?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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MISS CAI HUIMIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my life...&lt;br /&gt;today helped out at the EPC at the TFA..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun working with kumar again..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;crappy guy..&lt;br /&gt;during the event..&lt;br /&gt;somethings cock up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the day which my grp handed up our B.E.S.T assignment..&lt;br /&gt;everything was completed..&lt;br /&gt;things look gd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is also the last day which i'll be at ELDC..&lt;br /&gt;nxt wk onwards will be in KM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be in the small room..&lt;br /&gt;hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice..&lt;br /&gt;if i move to the small room..&lt;br /&gt;means i won't be in the big "fish tank" le..&lt;br /&gt;i hope to down-size the "fish tank"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114926236315856290?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114926236315856290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114926236315856290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_05_28_archive.html#114926236315856290' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114903054378154074</id><published>2006-05-31T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T07:09:03.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.. i snapped...&lt;br /&gt;i'm derailed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time it happen..&lt;br /&gt;my best friend jef was there..&lt;br /&gt;kinda talk me tru..&lt;br /&gt;and that was like 4-5 yrs ago..&lt;br /&gt;a coming 15 yrs friendship..&lt;br /&gt;a great friend..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes a gd drinking buddy..&lt;br /&gt;soon he is going in..&lt;br /&gt;civil defence..&lt;br /&gt;bro watever u do in there dun ever be mat...&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i beat the living daylights out of u for u to change back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite the feeling was terrible..&lt;br /&gt;a whole mixture of feeling..&lt;br /&gt;it was like u mixed the wrong alcholic drinks together..&lt;br /&gt;gotta thank someone..&lt;br /&gt;who was there.. talked me tru..&lt;br /&gt;calm me down.. otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;i would have gone drinking..&lt;br /&gt;and with my condition i would prolly drop dead..&lt;br /&gt;prolly u all dunno tat..&lt;br /&gt;but i have high-blood pressure..&lt;br /&gt;alcholic drinks = high percentage of death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114903054378154074?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114903054378154074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114903054378154074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_05_28_archive.html#114903054378154074' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114869179279266767</id><published>2006-05-27T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:09:53.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is the 27th of may le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think is more den a month since my last entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the past month been a emotional rollercoaster ride for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awkwardness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now i'm into magic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;learning from jun sheng and benny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are great ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ytd performed some magic in eldc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stopped when a idiotic person named wilber came along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuz all he ever does is hack a trick and perform to some of the girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i rem wat he said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wilber:"i dunno why.. but i can charm the girls.. but the guys like anti me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well wilber its damn right tat we anti u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and btw u dun have much charm to begin with anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are juz entertaining u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway i got a cool trick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;learnt from benny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to benny thanx for the help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and janice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yea.. i finally updated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gone are the days that i've been hoping for...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114869179279266767?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114869179279266767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114869179279266767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_05_21_archive.html#114869179279266767' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114586107308657664</id><published>2006-04-24T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:44:33.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here in ELDC..&lt;br /&gt;Juz read ur blog..&lt;br /&gt;wondering wat happened..&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is alrite..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. hope to hear from u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114586107308657664?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114586107308657664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114586107308657664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_04_23_archive.html#114586107308657664' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114553667794344581</id><published>2006-04-20T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:37:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In ELDC..&lt;br /&gt;man.. dun like it...&lt;br /&gt;its crap lor..&lt;br /&gt;want us to do this and tat..&lt;br /&gt;do wat we learn within such a short time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;enuff of rants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time on sun..&lt;br /&gt;i juz dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;juz feel so comfortable with u...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i know u like chocolates and all..&lt;br /&gt;but rem dun eat in quantity ar..&lt;br /&gt;eat in quality is ok..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see ya soon..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114553667794344581?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114553667794344581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114553667794344581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_04_16_archive.html#114553667794344581' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114416903410076906</id><published>2006-04-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:43:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have lost myself to myself.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to let myself fall.&lt;br /&gt;Fall.&lt;br /&gt;And fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setbacks i face tons of them.&lt;br /&gt;not once have it been a fairytale begining which i was hoping for.&lt;br /&gt;It took awhile to find myself and pick bits of me up.&lt;br /&gt;Thus,&lt;br /&gt;only to break parts of me again.&lt;br /&gt;and lose myself all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each setback i face,&lt;br /&gt;the more i lose myself.&lt;br /&gt;the more i lose myself,&lt;br /&gt;the more i rely on things to make me numb.&lt;br /&gt;am i dumb?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114416903410076906?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114416903410076906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114416903410076906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_04_02_archive.html#114416903410076906' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114347015481694221</id><published>2006-03-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:35:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supp paper is over le..&lt;br /&gt;OGL camp is also over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;life is abit dull..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;it always seem to go one circle and back to sq 1 again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream of having company..&lt;br /&gt;thought tat i had..&lt;br /&gt;but i'm back to lonliness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bleed just to know that i'm alive..&lt;br /&gt;i'm numb from things that i gone tru..&lt;br /&gt;if only life was like the movies..&lt;br /&gt;i'll do a retake of my story....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114347015481694221?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114347015481694221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114347015481694221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_03_26_archive.html#114347015481694221' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114291275779625046</id><published>2006-03-21T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:45:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music Playing on iTunes: Endless Rain (instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;Mood: abit down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining..&lt;br /&gt;I'm juz sitting here looking at the dark skies..&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time..&lt;br /&gt;some ppl will know wat i'm refering to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot..&lt;br /&gt;is she the one??&lt;br /&gt;shld i continue waiting..&lt;br /&gt;or shld i give up..&lt;br /&gt;friends advise me..&lt;br /&gt;some say continue waiting..&lt;br /&gt;some say give up..&lt;br /&gt;one say no matter wat friends say..&lt;br /&gt;its still ultimately ur own decision..&lt;br /&gt;friends can only advise..&lt;br /&gt;u make the decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolly i have come to a decision..&lt;br /&gt;prolly not..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;i dun hav a clue..&lt;br /&gt;on my mind now..&lt;br /&gt;is to clear my supp..&lt;br /&gt;this matter would be placed on hold..&lt;br /&gt;juz like how our meet ups are always placed on hold..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114291275779625046?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114291275779625046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114291275779625046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_03_19_archive.html#114291275779625046' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114239892641052445</id><published>2006-03-15T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T13:02:06.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just a simple guy..&lt;br /&gt;with simple needs and wants..&lt;br /&gt;i can't impress u..&lt;br /&gt;compared to the rest of the guys u know..&lt;br /&gt;they are masters at their trade..&lt;br /&gt;i'm juz a jack..&lt;br /&gt;a plain jack..&lt;br /&gt;a jack of all trades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wats going on..&lt;br /&gt;i hope to know..&lt;br /&gt;figured tat it started off alright..&lt;br /&gt;only for it to be confusing now..&lt;br /&gt;wants to know u better..&lt;br /&gt;only to find out..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really know u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the opportunity..&lt;br /&gt;only to be depressed for the day..&lt;br /&gt;i knew wat i was getting myself into..&lt;br /&gt;ur someone busy..&lt;br /&gt;and at the start i promised tat i won't complain..&lt;br /&gt;prolly tiredness has gotten to me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting..&lt;br /&gt;ain't i the foolish one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114239892641052445?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114239892641052445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114239892641052445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_03_12_archive.html#114239892641052445' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114201117771489916</id><published>2006-03-11T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:19:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is my life juz a waste of time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to sean last nite...&lt;br /&gt;he talked abt stuff tat got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;he said his life is dull..&lt;br /&gt;its always eat, slp, work and game..&lt;br /&gt;He hope to start throwing hoops again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;have i actually wasted my life..&lt;br /&gt;thinking back at the camp..&lt;br /&gt;xiao ming is a master at kayaking..&lt;br /&gt;benny is gd at magic tricks..&lt;br /&gt;ameer(hope its the correct spelling) a gd entertainer..&lt;br /&gt;all of them were masters at certain points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to me..&lt;br /&gt;i know abit of here..&lt;br /&gt;abit of there..&lt;br /&gt;even sean..&lt;br /&gt;he is gd with com knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;have i wasted my life...&lt;br /&gt;being a jack of all trades...&lt;br /&gt;but a master of none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick and tired of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114201117771489916?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114201117771489916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114201117771489916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_03_05_archive.html#114201117771489916' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-114171905084698274</id><published>2006-03-07T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T16:10:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;how does one accounts for friendship..&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;i find that those u actually call friends..&lt;br /&gt;aren't really friends..&lt;br /&gt;only those who have gone tru the thick and thin of things..&lt;br /&gt;those are the ones worthy to be actually called friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. some ppl juz get angry at the slightest of things..&lt;br /&gt;i'm slightly deaf in my ear..&lt;br /&gt;if u get frustrated by me say "hur?"&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing to say..&lt;br /&gt;for those who know me i hav high tolerance level..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll only snap in 2 conditions:&lt;br /&gt;1) i have tolerated ur behaviour for far too long..&lt;br /&gt;2) wrong day, wrong place, wrong timing, wrong atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;(when i say wrong means that day my mood wasn't good to begin with..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having loads of time to sit and think on matters which concerns people..&lt;br /&gt;2 headed snakes...&lt;br /&gt;such people.. wat shld i say..&lt;br /&gt;on one hand.. juz acts normally..&lt;br /&gt;on another spiteful, revengeful, back stabbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a friendly warning to all*&lt;br /&gt;i'm not one that is nice to be trifled with.. i dun flare up often..&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i won't flare up.. u can always ask my closest buddy..&lt;br /&gt;when i flare up its no holds barred..&lt;br /&gt;and btw if people wanna pick a fight.. i might be tempted to juz fight..&lt;br /&gt;do all the above.. unless u wanna see friendly side of me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-114171905084698274?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114171905084698274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/114171905084698274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_03_05_archive.html#114171905084698274' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113947723483287147</id><published>2006-02-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:27:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been on the busy side for the past couple of days..&lt;br /&gt;as its the final week of the semester..&lt;br /&gt;gawdammit..&lt;br /&gt;so fast over le..&lt;br /&gt;another sem to go..&lt;br /&gt;TEP..&lt;br /&gt;followed by IPP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my poly mates will be out of poly..&lt;br /&gt;so sianzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 6 more days the day which lovers celebrate relationships..&lt;br /&gt;guess would be lonely on that day again..&lt;br /&gt;life's a bore..&lt;br /&gt;when will it get exciting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113947723483287147?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113947723483287147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113947723483287147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_02_05_archive.html#113947723483287147' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113775180646735625</id><published>2006-01-20T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:10:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kenny Loggins - For The First Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are those your eyes? Is that your smile?&lt;br /&gt;I've been lookin’ at you forever,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I never saw you before.&lt;br /&gt;Are these your hands holdin' mine?&lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder how I could've been so blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I am looking in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I’m seein' who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much I see&lt;br /&gt;When you're lookin’ back at me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what love is.......&lt;br /&gt;Love is.....for the first time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this be real? Can this be true?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the person I was this morning,&lt;br /&gt;And are you the same you?&lt;br /&gt;It's all so strange. How can it be?&lt;br /&gt;All along this love was right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time,&lt;br /&gt;I am looking in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I'm seein’ who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much I see&lt;br /&gt;When you're lookin’ back at me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what love is.......&lt;br /&gt;Love is.....for the first time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;I had given up on findin' this emotion ever again.&lt;br /&gt;But you’re here with me now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've found you some how,&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, I am looking in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I'm seein' who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much I see,&lt;br /&gt;When you're lookin back at me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand what love is.......&lt;br /&gt;Love is.....for the first time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( a nice song from a nice someone)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113775180646735625?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113775180646735625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113775180646735625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_01_15_archive.html#113775180646735625' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113639339635955893</id><published>2006-01-05T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:50:43.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Filming today...&lt;br /&gt;used to being behind the cam..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well feel so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i like remind the crew abt this and tat...&lt;br /&gt;dammit..&lt;br /&gt;shld zip up my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;forget tat i'm in the cast and not the crew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;y they didn't hav media studies during my year...&lt;br /&gt;i so love being behind the cam...&lt;br /&gt;might pursue that road..&lt;br /&gt;and its a BIG MIGHT...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crew..&lt;br /&gt;u guys and gals did a great job i think..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully u all will get gd grades for this..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113639339635955893?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113639339635955893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113639339635955893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113639339635955893' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113560007891698565</id><published>2005-12-26T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:29:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back at blogging i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't help but wonder..&lt;br /&gt;y am i always so unlucky in life..&lt;br /&gt;i've always help my friends..&lt;br /&gt;been there when they need help..&lt;br /&gt;yet..&lt;br /&gt;the freaking guy up there plays stupid jokes on me..&lt;br /&gt;welll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going out the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;went out with ppl who sort of made my life different..&lt;br /&gt;welll..&lt;br /&gt;it turn one round and end up to the same place again..&lt;br /&gt;dullsville or shittyville..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113560007891698565?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113560007891698565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113560007891698565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_12_25_archive.html#113560007891698565' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113457200910516605</id><published>2005-12-14T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T22:53:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>King Kong is a great show..&lt;br /&gt;really shows the humane and inhumane side of mankind..&lt;br /&gt;and how one beast would have such a humane side..&lt;br /&gt;how it suffered.. misunderstood by mankind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it wrong to ever believe in protecting the one it love??&lt;br /&gt;was it wrong to love someone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beast for love, fought to protect, died in belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mankind could not fathom wat the beast did for the girl.&lt;br /&gt;all was done in the intention of protecting its love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can relate to king kong.&lt;br /&gt;i would give up almost anything for my love one.&lt;br /&gt;but wat would others know.&lt;br /&gt;people would say this is a stupid thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;wat would people know.&lt;br /&gt;u will also do anything juz to accomplish wat u believe in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me is it wrong to love??&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong to care for people??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113457200910516605?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113457200910516605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113457200910516605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_12_11_archive.html#113457200910516605' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113353734918781208</id><published>2005-12-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:29:09.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life been ok for the pass few wks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change my bag le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thats all that change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe my temper also change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kinda on a short fuse once in awhile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dunno y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life didn't change much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still as life less as usual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y couldn't i juz get on with life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life juz stop in its track for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wat the hell am i saying??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i gotta try to get out of this runt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hav wonderful friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who stood by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ppl whom made me realise my existence is not futile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I create my fate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm binded to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one has the power to tamper with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For as I and only I has the power to control my own fate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penned by Takuhara27 (not sure if  anyone came up with this before..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113353734918781208?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113353734918781208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113353734918781208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_11_27_archive.html#113353734918781208' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113206694289775450</id><published>2005-11-15T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:02:22.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when one feels insignificant,&lt;br /&gt;it can utterly shatter one's ego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one's pride..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"One's confidence is like a mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the mirror can glow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the mirror can look jaded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ultimately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the mirror can be broken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y do i feel this way??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone say cuz i'm deprieve of slp thats y i think nonsensical stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone say cuz its juz becuz i'm feeling abit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;abit down is juz an understatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have i ever been given a chance??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113206694289775450?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113206694289775450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113206694289775450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_11_13_archive.html#113206694289775450' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113163970169506570</id><published>2005-11-11T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:21:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hyde - Evergreen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake beside the windowsill&lt;br /&gt;Like a flower in a vase&lt;br /&gt;A moment caught in glass.. Mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rays of sunlight come and beckon me..&lt;br /&gt;To a sleepy dreamy haze&lt;br /&gt;A sense of summer days.. aa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could stop the flow of time&lt;br /&gt;Turn the clock to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Erasing all the pain.. mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only memories of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Such pleasure we have shared&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;As buds turn into leaves&lt;br /&gt;the colours live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;Your tears are falling silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full of joy you are a child of spring&lt;br /&gt;With a beauty that is pure&lt;br /&gt;An innocence endures.. aa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You flow right through me like a medicine&lt;br /&gt;Bringing quiet to my soul&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'm not whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;I need you far too much&lt;br /&gt;I long to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;You've always been so dear to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;It sorrows at the sight of seeing you so sad&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bells have rung the time has come&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find the words to say my last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This scenery is evergreen&lt;br /&gt;You've always been so dear too me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113163970169506570?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113163970169506570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113163970169506570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_11_06_archive.html#113163970169506570' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113123945186398774</id><published>2005-11-06T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T09:13:51.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What sort of friend am i??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What sort of a guy am i??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;these are the qns i ask a couple of my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first thing they ask were..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y the sudden-ness in asking this qns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been feeling out of place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feel like i'm drifting away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz feel like a fish out of water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one of them say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nth has happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everythings still the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prolly is juz me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extremely sensitive to my surroundings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;juz got this feeling like ppl are asking me to "fuck off"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another friend say i need sometime alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think things tru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ask myself the qns i asked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and not ask ppl wat they think is me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the more i ask myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the more qns i hav..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the more qns i hav to ask myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the more irritated i'll be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dunno the difference between fair weathered friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and my close friends anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to hav drifted from them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is it true??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hav i drifted??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wats the reason??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let me know if i'm still with the flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confused..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mixed feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113123945186398774?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113123945186398774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113123945186398774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_11_06_archive.html#113123945186398774' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113052292141720071</id><published>2005-10-29T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:10:59.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;One month has passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since that nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;no matter wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;by hook or by crook..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hav to begin a new chapter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun whether u'll come across this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;u said urself u long time nvr come to my blog le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;juz in case..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself 1 month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno how long u gave me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i might still be a little overly caring..&lt;br /&gt;and protective abt u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;pls give me somemore time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll gradually stop doing it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;juz to make u happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur a friend i won't wan to lose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from u soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113052292141720071?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113052292141720071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113052292141720071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113052292141720071' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-113031985125728496</id><published>2005-10-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:44:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Yuku ate mo naku  Kizutsuita karada nurashi&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know where I'm going, my injured body is wet)&lt;br /&gt;Karamitsuku  Koori no zawameki&lt;br /&gt;(I twine around the sound of ice)&lt;br /&gt;Koroshi tsuzukete  Samayou itsumademo&lt;br /&gt;(I go on with killing, I'm wondering for eternity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I can forget your love&lt;br /&gt;Nemuri wa mayaku&lt;br /&gt;(Sleep is narcotic)&lt;br /&gt;Tohou ni kureta  Kokoro wo shizukani tokasu&lt;br /&gt;(It melts my uncertain heart quietly)&lt;br /&gt;Maiagaru  Ai wo odorasete&lt;br /&gt;(My love is spinning)&lt;br /&gt;Furueru karada wo  Kioku no bara ni tsutsumu&lt;br /&gt;(My trembling body wraps with the rose of memories)&lt;br /&gt;I keep my love for you to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Endless rain, fall on my heart  Kokoro no kizu ni&lt;br /&gt;(Endless rain, fall on the wound of my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Let me forget all of the hate, all of the sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of joy, days of sadness slowly pass me by&lt;br /&gt;As I try to hold you, you are vanishing before me&lt;br /&gt;You're just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;When I'm awaken, my tears have dried in the sand of sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a rose blooming in the desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a dream, I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Madoromi dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;(While dozing off, I embrace you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awake from my dream&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream is over&lt;br /&gt;Koe ni naranai  Kotoba wo kurikaeshitemo&lt;br /&gt;(I can't tell you that, so I still repeat you those words)&lt;br /&gt;Takasugiru  Haiiro no kabe wa&lt;br /&gt;(That grey wall is too high for me)&lt;br /&gt;Sugisatta hi no  Omoi wo yume ni utsusu&lt;br /&gt;(I describe the dream of that past day's memories)&lt;br /&gt;Until I can forget your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless rain, let me stay&lt;br /&gt;evermore in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart take in your tears&lt;br /&gt;take in your memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless rain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-113031985125728496?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113031985125728496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/113031985125728496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113031985125728496' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112948107664890329</id><published>2005-10-17T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:50:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last post...&lt;br /&gt;before i begin a new chapter..&lt;br /&gt;or at least die trying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past month..&lt;br /&gt;i've been confused..&lt;br /&gt;i've been doubting ppl..&lt;br /&gt;i've been a nuisance to someone..&lt;br /&gt;but well she is understanding&lt;br /&gt;through out this whole month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume alot..&lt;br /&gt;made an arse out of myself..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to the ppl who listen to me rant..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to the people who put up with my nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to that understanding someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;this could be my first and last gd bye..&lt;br /&gt;gotta see if i manage to even begin a new chapter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;watever happens..&lt;br /&gt;juz hope this silly guy..&lt;br /&gt;will finally manage to have some silly luck..&lt;br /&gt;to find a silly girl to be with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112948107664890329?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112948107664890329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112948107664890329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_16_archive.html#112948107664890329' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112939804754688529</id><published>2005-10-16T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:40:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"there can be pure friendship between 1 male and 1 female.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when a relationship goes beyond that,&lt;br /&gt;it tends to go downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;a mixture of embarrassment &amp;amp; avoidance&lt;br /&gt;when 1 person makes a move,&lt;br /&gt;the relationship had already taken a turn,&lt;br /&gt;cos u chose to retreat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(taken from a blog..)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this wat happen to us??&lt;br /&gt;did u choose to retreat..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wats happening..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat i'm feeling..&lt;br /&gt;ur impact on my life is juz too great..&lt;br /&gt;feeling so low..&lt;br /&gt;eventhough my face doesn't shows it..&lt;br /&gt;let me know..&lt;br /&gt;pls..&lt;br /&gt;tell me..&lt;br /&gt;dun leave me to guess..&lt;br /&gt;the more i think the more hurt i'll feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112939804754688529?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112939804754688529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112939804754688529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_16_archive.html#112939804754688529' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112939538556807065</id><published>2005-10-16T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T00:56:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Juz A Nobody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112939538556807065?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112939538556807065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112939538556807065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_16_archive.html#112939538556807065' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112930129698915366</id><published>2005-10-14T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:48:17.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to say i'm alrite..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lying to you..&lt;br /&gt;If i were to not be concern with ur well being..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lying to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz can't do it..&lt;br /&gt;I still hurting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ur presence..&lt;br /&gt;I'll act as if everything is alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night..&lt;br /&gt; I stare at my ceiling..&lt;br /&gt; Thinking of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried replacing..&lt;br /&gt;I tried occupying myself with other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz can't do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess..&lt;br /&gt; Lonely heart is what I'll be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only u were mine..&lt;br /&gt;I would give up anything..&lt;br /&gt;Just to give u everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112930129698915366?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112930129698915366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112930129698915366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112930129698915366' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112922013679089454</id><published>2005-10-14T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:15:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is full of choices to be made,&lt;br /&gt;each choice made will lead you to the next.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;don't ever regret.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its a decision made by you.&lt;br /&gt;Its tough to take the first step,&lt;br /&gt;the first plunge to the great unknown.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;without taking the first step.&lt;br /&gt;You will never know what it will lead to.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;do not regret.&lt;br /&gt;Its your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112922013679089454?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112922013679089454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112922013679089454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112922013679089454' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112896622139613479</id><published>2005-10-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:43:41.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Splender - I Think God can Explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There's a lot of things I understand,&lt;br /&gt; and there's a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt; That I don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But you're the only face,&lt;br /&gt; I recognize, It's so damn sweet of you,&lt;br /&gt; to look me in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's all right, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain,&lt;br /&gt; I believe I’m the same,&lt;br /&gt; I get carried away&lt;br /&gt; It's alright, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt; I'm relieved, I'm relaxed,&lt;br /&gt; I'll get over it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The scent of vaseline,&lt;br /&gt; in the summertime,&lt;br /&gt; the feel of an ice cube,&lt;br /&gt; melting over time,&lt;br /&gt; Well the world seems bigger than both of us,&lt;br /&gt; yet it seems so small,&lt;br /&gt; when I begin to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's all right, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain,&lt;br /&gt; I believe I’m the same,&lt;br /&gt; I get carried away&lt;br /&gt; It's alright, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt; I'm relieved, I'm relaxed,&lt;br /&gt; I'll get over it yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm so much better than you guessed,&lt;br /&gt; I'm so much bigger than you guessed,&lt;br /&gt; I'm so much brighter than you guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's all right, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain,&lt;br /&gt; I believe I’m the same,&lt;br /&gt; I get carried away&lt;br /&gt; It's alright, I'm O.K.,&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain&lt;br /&gt; I'm relieved, I'm relaxed,&lt;br /&gt; I'll get off of your back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain.&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain.&lt;br /&gt; I think God can explain.&lt;br /&gt; Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112896622139613479?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112896622139613479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112896622139613479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112896622139613479' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112887382333235844</id><published>2005-10-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:03:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;came across this old song..&lt;br /&gt;nice..&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oasis - Wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Today is gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt; That they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt; By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt; Realized what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt; I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt; Feels the way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Backbeat, the word is on the street&lt;br /&gt; That the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt; I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt; But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt; I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt; The way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And all the roads we have to walk are winding&lt;br /&gt; And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;br /&gt; There are many things that I would&lt;br /&gt; Like to say to you&lt;br /&gt; But I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Because maybe&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt; And after all&lt;br /&gt; You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt; But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt; By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt; Realized what you're not to do&lt;br /&gt; I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt; Feels the way I do&lt;br /&gt; About you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And all the roads that lead you there were winding&lt;br /&gt; And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;br /&gt; There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;br /&gt; But I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I said maybe&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt; And after all&lt;br /&gt; You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I said maybe&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt; And after all&lt;br /&gt; You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I said maybe&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt; You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112887382333235844?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112887382333235844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112887382333235844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112887382333235844' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112874201969843788</id><published>2005-10-08T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:26:59.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Japan - Forever Love (translated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never walk alone again,&lt;br /&gt;  the winds of time are to strong.&lt;br /&gt;  Ah, it's that what you hurts, &lt;br /&gt;  which you'll have to live with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this tight embrace,&lt;br /&gt;  and this burning, unchanged heart.&lt;br /&gt;  In this ever changing time,&lt;br /&gt;  love will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold my heart?&lt;br /&gt;  Stop flowing tears.&lt;br /&gt;  Again, all of my heart is broken....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, forever dream&lt;br /&gt;  Only flowing emotions,&lt;br /&gt;  bury this intense, trying, meaningless times.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh tell me why ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I see is blue in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay with me? &lt;br /&gt;  Wait until after the wind passes,&lt;br /&gt;  all my tears are still flowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, forever dream&lt;br /&gt;  Stay with me like this.&lt;br /&gt;  Hold my trembling heart in the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh stay with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, everything good seems to be ending,&lt;br /&gt;  in this unending night.&lt;br /&gt;  Ah, what else would you lose&lt;br /&gt;  if nothing at all matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, forever dream,&lt;br /&gt;  stay with me like this.&lt;br /&gt;  Hold my trembling heart in the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh will you stay with me...&lt;br /&gt;  Until the wind passes,&lt;br /&gt;  stay with me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, forever dream,&lt;br /&gt;  I'll never walk this path.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh tell me why, tell me true,&lt;br /&gt;  teach me how to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love, forever dream,&lt;br /&gt;  within flowing tears&lt;br /&gt;  Bright seasons will forever change again and again ....&lt;br /&gt;  forever love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112874201969843788?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112874201969843788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112874201969843788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112874201969843788' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112874176389686325</id><published>2005-10-08T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:22:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Japan - Forever Love&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mou hitori de arukenai&lt;br /&gt;Toki no kaze ga tsuyosugite&lt;br /&gt;Ah kizu tsuku koto nante&lt;br /&gt;Nareta hazu dakedo ima wa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah kono mama dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;Nureta mama no kokoro wo&lt;br /&gt;Kawari tsuzukeru kono toki ni&lt;br /&gt;Kawaranai ai ga aru nara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold my heart&lt;br /&gt;Namida uketomete&lt;br /&gt;Mou kowaresou na All my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love Forever dream&lt;br /&gt;Afureru omoi dake ga&lt;br /&gt;Hageshiku setsunaku jikan wo umetsukusu&lt;br /&gt;Oh tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I see is blue in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Kaze ga sugisaru made&lt;br /&gt;Mata afuredasu All my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love Forever dream&lt;br /&gt;Kono mama soba ni ite&lt;br /&gt;Yoake ni furueru kokoro wo dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;Oh stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah subete ga owareba ii&lt;br /&gt;Owari no nai kono yoru ni&lt;br /&gt;Ah ushinau mono nante&lt;br /&gt;Nanimo nai anata dake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love Forever dream&lt;br /&gt;Kono mama soba ni ite&lt;br /&gt;Yoake ni furueru kokoro wo dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah will you stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Kaze ga sugisaru made&lt;br /&gt;Mou dare yori mo soba ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love Forever dream&lt;br /&gt;Kore ijou arukenai&lt;br /&gt;Oh tell me why Oh tell me true&lt;br /&gt;Oshiete ikiru imi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love Forever dream&lt;br /&gt;Afureru namida no naka&lt;br /&gt;Kagayaku kisetsu ga eien ni kawaru made&lt;br /&gt;Forever love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112874176389686325?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112874176389686325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112874176389686325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112874176389686325' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112847762545248637</id><published>2005-10-05T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:00:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wat a day ytd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to sentosa alone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reach at abt 4+..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slacked at coffee bean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waited for miss clara to knock off at 7++..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was kinda shocked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a nice place to slack..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got loads of peacock sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who ask u to feed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now all come coffee bean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got alot of ang mohs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den their kids damn cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esp when they chase aft the peacocks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she finally knock off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we left sentosa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she suggested to go maxwell food centre to eat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so ok lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we travelled to tanjong pagar by train..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and walk to maxwell food centre..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we talked and talked and talked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone very blur lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can forget abt library books and lost it even before she read it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(she gonna kill me le..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At maxwell food centre..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had chicken rice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to get hum jing peng..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the stall was closed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hum jing peng there damn nice lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den miss clara had ice grass jelly with atap chee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuz she say she not very hungry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft eating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couldn't decide where to walk to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chinatown mrt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or raffles place mrt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den she say she wanna explore around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den decided to walk to raffles place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahhaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den we talk and talk and talk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way she cross road damn scary sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she says:"drivers are 70% liable in an accident."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u mean they teach that in business law??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i replied:" only in singapore.. don't do it overseas.. they will juz knock u down.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reach boat quey i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i tempted her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by saying:" wanna get a walls' triple choc rush??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i knew it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its her fav mah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den she was like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh.. y u tempt me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went 7-11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she keep looking into the icebox..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was quite determined in not buying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i keep teasing her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the 7-11..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den when got out of 7-11..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got my retribution..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got off a curb..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and *crack* there goes my ankle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i limp for awhile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but aft that act tough infront of her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was like asking me whether i alrite or not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i would juz turn to her and smile :" yea.. i'm alrite.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den from boat quey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we continued walking to city hall mrt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;far sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esp with my ankle like dat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was beside me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached esplanade..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they have this doll thingy on display..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help her take the pics using her hp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like the angel on a cloud de..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den we make our way to city hall mrt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we talk and talk and talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got alot of things to talk abt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den went home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to clara: i had a great day.. =) go out again sometime soon?? if u haven watch corpse bride..we go watch?? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wow.. this is a very long post sia..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112847762545248637?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112847762545248637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112847762545248637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112847762545248637' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112821642387273632</id><published>2005-10-02T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:28:12.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Life is almost like a computer,&lt;br /&gt;people will ENTER your life.&lt;br /&gt;beautiful memories are SAVED.&lt;br /&gt;sad memories are DELETED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is different.&lt;br /&gt;when there is something wrong&lt;br /&gt;with the computer,&lt;br /&gt;you can always REFORMAT it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;when there is something wrong&lt;br /&gt;with life&lt;br /&gt;due to something you did wrong,&lt;br /&gt;you can not REFORMAT it,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you try to do.&lt;br /&gt;It will just never be the same again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tough trying to think that nth has happen..&lt;br /&gt;when the person whom u usually talk to..&lt;br /&gt;replies like:"oh. really?? i didn't know."&lt;br /&gt;or there will not be any reply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just asking too much..&lt;br /&gt;wat am i even to the person..&lt;br /&gt;she could be the most important person in my life..&lt;br /&gt;but to her..&lt;br /&gt;i could just be a normal person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be..&lt;br /&gt;tat i'm jealous..&lt;br /&gt;the way she treats me..&lt;br /&gt;and the way she treats her other friends..&lt;br /&gt;its like so different..&lt;br /&gt;i just can help it..&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u see this..&lt;br /&gt;pls leave me a note or smthing..&lt;br /&gt;just to let me know i'm at least worth a damn..&lt;br /&gt;if ur afraid that ppl will know who u are on my tag board..&lt;br /&gt;used this: special&lt;br /&gt;as ur name..&lt;br /&gt;den tag on my board..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm just a paranoid jack ass, whom is not worth a damn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112821642387273632?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112821642387273632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112821642387273632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112821642387273632' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112813216267671923</id><published>2005-10-01T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T10:02:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y is it i feel so shitty..&lt;br /&gt;the purpose of me doing wat i did..&lt;br /&gt;was to get rid of the void..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;the void became bigger..&lt;br /&gt;became alot worse..&lt;br /&gt;its eating my life away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing my will..&lt;br /&gt;my will to live..&lt;br /&gt;my will to fight..&lt;br /&gt;my will to believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that i lost my able limb..&lt;br /&gt;it was torn away from me..&lt;br /&gt;from within..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u realise it??&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i right this wrong..&lt;br /&gt;this wrong step..&lt;br /&gt;the wrong choice of words..&lt;br /&gt;the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u'll come across this post..&lt;br /&gt;but dunno whether u'll say anything abt it..&lt;br /&gt;still waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping to hear from u soon..&lt;br /&gt;u know it..&lt;br /&gt;email me..&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i'll appear online for the nxt few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If only life is like the movies,&lt;br /&gt;i'll do that same scene 20 times over.&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eternity is a long time,&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how long i'll live.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for probably,&lt;br /&gt;Eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now, not ever??&lt;br /&gt;guess its juz one sided part of me..&lt;br /&gt;den juz leave me to die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112813216267671923?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112813216267671923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112813216267671923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112813216267671923' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112803974033281545</id><published>2005-09-30T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:25:18.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everything is back to the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;watever tats happen..&lt;br /&gt;this few days will be the deciding time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ball's in ur court..&lt;br /&gt;u shld know who u r..&lt;br /&gt;its either u wanna end everything or&lt;br /&gt;u can try returning the ball..&lt;br /&gt;i've waited before..&lt;br /&gt;and i'll wait again if needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will go back to waiting in silence..&lt;br /&gt;hoping time will do its work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If i were to disappear,&lt;br /&gt;will i be in ur memory?&lt;br /&gt;If i were to die,&lt;br /&gt;will u shed a tear for me?&lt;br /&gt;dun shed that tear,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i dun wanna,&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't bear to let u cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112803974033281545?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112803974033281545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112803974033281545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112803974033281545' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112791965897301546</id><published>2005-09-28T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:00:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;today is the 28th..&lt;br /&gt;so i'm 19 years and one day old..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. a few things had happen..&lt;br /&gt;finally done with filming..&lt;br /&gt;manage to take up the risk..&lt;br /&gt;and everything still seems well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;gotta thank ppl here..&lt;br /&gt;thanx huimin and wei loon.. for the treat at carl's junior..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to kim, sherry, sofy, marc, daphne, ariel for wishing me..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to jef and asri for the belt..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to muq, colin, joyce and xiao mei for the t-shirt..&lt;br /&gt;(even though its not the one i wanted...)&lt;br /&gt;but its the tot that counts..&lt;br /&gt;and special thanx to xiao mei..&lt;br /&gt;u should know wat u did..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i miss out anyone??&lt;br /&gt;if i did.. sry ya..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have loads of nice friends..&lt;br /&gt;who made the day enjoyable..&lt;br /&gt;THANX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112791965897301546?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112791965897301546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112791965897301546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112791965897301546' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112764258932492176</id><published>2005-09-25T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:03:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key to fate..&lt;br /&gt;Regrets to be written..&lt;br /&gt;Inoculated with dependence..&lt;br /&gt;Sobriety of life..&lt;br /&gt;Tentative steps taken..&lt;br /&gt;Yearning of accompaniment..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life's meaningless without them.. shld i take the risk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112764258932492176?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112764258932492176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112764258932492176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112764258932492176' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112723302386079085</id><published>2005-09-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:57:40.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foo Fighters - Best of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another confession to make&lt;br /&gt;I'm your fool&lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s got their chains to break&lt;br /&gt;Holdin’ you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born to resist or be abused?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you gone and onto someone new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed somewhere to hang my head&lt;br /&gt;Without your noose&lt;br /&gt;You gave me something that I didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;But had no use&lt;br /&gt;I was too weak to give in&lt;br /&gt;Too strong to lose&lt;br /&gt;My heart is under arrest again&lt;br /&gt;But I break loose&lt;br /&gt;My head is giving me life or death&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t choose&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;Its real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;Your trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;Its real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;The life, the love&lt;br /&gt;You die to heal&lt;br /&gt;The hope that starts&lt;br /&gt;The broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;Your trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got another confession my friend&lt;br /&gt;I’m no fool&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired of starting again&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born to resist or be abused?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;Its real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;Your trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112723302386079085?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112723302386079085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112723302386079085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_18_archive.html#112723302386079085' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112713552779489653</id><published>2005-09-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:12:07.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;another day passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was boring..&lt;br /&gt;went out alone..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;not exactly alone..&lt;br /&gt;met up with jef..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;members of the BASTARD Inc.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;the founder Muqsit is sick..&lt;br /&gt;and fellow member Colin had to go home aft IPP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den there is also my dear xiao mei..&lt;br /&gt;Kristy..&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, she is not in the BASTARD Inc.)&lt;br /&gt;who slept the day away..&lt;br /&gt;she woke up at 6.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i spend the day alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet up with jef..&lt;br /&gt;he was returning the camera and all..&lt;br /&gt;den aft that eat the cutlet rice at SP..&lt;br /&gt;to muq: the cutlet rice is damn gd.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a serious note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Symptoms of approaching kidney failure:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;high blood pressure&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;blood in urine&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;pain in lower back (near waistline)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;swelling of limbs&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;nausea and vomiting&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; well out of this 5 i got 2 of it..&lt;br /&gt;so does it counts??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;my lower back prob is still troubling me..&lt;br /&gt;and i hav high blood pressure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;even if i really hav..&lt;br /&gt;nah..&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna talk abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft reading this..&lt;br /&gt;my xiao mei will confirm ask me go check doc..&lt;br /&gt;muq will say u siao ar.. think so much again..&lt;br /&gt;colin will say dun worry man.. u'll be alrite..&lt;br /&gt;jef will say choy.. touchwood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112713552779489653?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112713552779489653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112713552779489653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_18_archive.html#112713552779489653' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112628971364866410</id><published>2005-09-10T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:40:59.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's so unpridictable..&lt;br /&gt;dunno y...&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been roughly 4-5 mths since i got to know u..&lt;br /&gt;well.. wat can i say..&lt;br /&gt;when i saw u at first..&lt;br /&gt;u surprise me..&lt;br /&gt;subsequently..&lt;br /&gt;when i know u betta..&lt;br /&gt;tru SMSes, chats on MSN&lt;br /&gt;and the little chat sessions we have in either north canteen or mac..&lt;br /&gt;u juz practically swept me off my feet..&lt;br /&gt;u r such a unique person..&lt;br /&gt;someone whom puts a smile on my face other than my buddies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;aft all this time..&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat has happen..&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether u come to my blog and read the posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case..&lt;br /&gt;wanna let u know ur someone special....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112628971364866410?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112628971364866410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112628971364866410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112628971364866410' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112602883248630618</id><published>2005-09-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T01:47:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I feel god damn shitty..&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;feel like I'm being played around..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;feel like erupting..&lt;br /&gt;feel like going on a rampage..&lt;br /&gt;filled with rage..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;if u up there dun kill me..&lt;br /&gt;i'll torment every god damn soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112602883248630618?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112602883248630618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112602883248630618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112602883248630618' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112594186209200428</id><published>2005-09-06T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:37:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never felt so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;So useless..&lt;br /&gt;So troubled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years..&lt;br /&gt;I've been a carefree soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;This year..&lt;br /&gt;This carefree soul was shot down..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This carefree soul..&lt;br /&gt;was rendered helpless..&lt;br /&gt;And soon..&lt;br /&gt;It became colourless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this soul..&lt;br /&gt;To return to its usual carefree self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take the work of..&lt;br /&gt;Someone..&lt;br /&gt;Kind enuff..&lt;br /&gt;Gentle enuff..&lt;br /&gt;Loving enuff..&lt;br /&gt;To enable this soul to soar up high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;This soul thought..&lt;br /&gt;It found that someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that this time it won't make any mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that someone manage to come across this post..&lt;br /&gt;This down in the rut soul..&lt;br /&gt;would like to say just this line..&lt;br /&gt;"Please forgive me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112594186209200428?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112594186209200428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112594186209200428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112594186209200428' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112576638110148149</id><published>2005-09-04T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:53:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;my mood is alot betta compared to ytd..&lt;br /&gt;cold war with my dad is now: 2nd day le..&lt;br /&gt;dunno how long its gonna continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;both of us are kinda stubborn..&lt;br /&gt;so dun think will be soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y..&lt;br /&gt;hav this feeling that i'm drifting away..&lt;br /&gt;drifting from my friends..&lt;br /&gt;drifting from my family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this rotten feeling..&lt;br /&gt;hate it..&lt;br /&gt;but can't help it..&lt;br /&gt;prolly..&lt;br /&gt;i'm overly-sensitive to stuff happening around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112576638110148149?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112576638110148149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112576638110148149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112576638110148149' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112567776347383681</id><published>2005-09-03T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:16:03.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another day passed,&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't in the best of moods..&lt;br /&gt;quarreled with dad last nite..&lt;br /&gt;major quarrel..&lt;br /&gt;didn't talk to him in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;didn't say a word to him at all today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to meet muq at yck..&lt;br /&gt;to go sch..&lt;br /&gt;called my xiao mei..&lt;br /&gt;to remind her to eat breakfast/lunch..&lt;br /&gt;den she got kinda frustrated i guess..&lt;br /&gt;that kinda trigger my unhappiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame her at all..&lt;br /&gt;she didn't know wat happen..&lt;br /&gt;on normal days..&lt;br /&gt;i would tolerate her frustration..&lt;br /&gt;but not today..&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact i got into a major quarrel didn't help much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i juz kept quiet most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;when it got till later at nite i started talking..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't so frustrated anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad i hav friends like them..&lt;br /&gt;able to tolerate me..&lt;br /&gt;almost the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm juz too lucky to hav them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so xiao mei..&lt;br /&gt;dun blame urself or anything..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i'm alot betta le..&lt;br /&gt;but dun think me and my dad gonna talk for a long while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112567776347383681?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112567776347383681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112567776347383681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_08_28_archive.html#112567776347383681' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112532627608227514</id><published>2005-08-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T23:58:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today i juz don't really have the privillage of being with my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cityhall all alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with hope that maybe will have accompaniment in the evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to find marc at his workplace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack at his workplace for like 2hrs plus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz to wait for replies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hopes of having companionship for the day was slowly diminishing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the replies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but didn't have the privillage of getting any accompaniment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx to colin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't had to eat dinner alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human are emotional creatures and they need company"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this line is so true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking around nearly an afternoon alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really makes u think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there i go again thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of peeps tell me not too think too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz can't help it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Sin City on dvd ytd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this line:&lt;br /&gt;"It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that means dying,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112532627608227514?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112532627608227514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112532627608227514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_08_28_archive.html#112532627608227514' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112516022487837230</id><published>2005-08-28T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T00:31:07.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm slowly losing hope..&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly losing confidence..&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly losing will-power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz suddenly my life doesn't seem so precious anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3718/379/1600/DSCN0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3718/379/320/DSCN0346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoming this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3718/379/1600/DSCN03461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3718/379/320/DSCN03461.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;guess i lost all my hopes..&lt;br /&gt;my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;and colours of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my nemisis:&lt;br /&gt;stab me..&lt;br /&gt;poison me..&lt;br /&gt;shoot me..&lt;br /&gt;strangle me..&lt;br /&gt;saffocate me..&lt;br /&gt;dismember me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112516022487837230?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112516022487837230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112516022487837230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_08_28_archive.html#112516022487837230' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112455468137782624</id><published>2005-08-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:22:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from east coast today..&lt;br /&gt;spend the night thinking..&lt;br /&gt;whats a world without me would be like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. didn't come up with an ans to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alot of things came to mind..&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i give in too much le..&lt;br /&gt;maybe cuz i dun expect much from my friends..&lt;br /&gt;juz that i'll help them..&lt;br /&gt;whenever they need help..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm juz their helpline.. FAQ list..&lt;br /&gt;or probably juz probably..&lt;br /&gt;a chair for them to stand above the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night at east coast can kill.. the breeze can be a killer..&lt;br /&gt;sitting there alone.. makes u think alot..&lt;br /&gt;how would it be if i disappeared..&lt;br /&gt;would ppl ever notice?? give a damn??&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.. perhaps not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the potion of life.. caring for others is redundant..&lt;br /&gt;selflessness is probaly overrated..&lt;br /&gt;so if in ur potion of life includes these 2 ingredients..&lt;br /&gt;wat shld u do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. u should juz hope that u die..&lt;br /&gt;and wish that someone actually attends ur funeral..&lt;br /&gt;*not in the best of mood.......*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112455468137782624?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112455468137782624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112455468137782624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_08_21_archive.html#112455468137782624' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112359878112322550</id><published>2005-08-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:47:48.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;finally exams coming to an end le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tml is my last paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;time files...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but i think i'm not gonna do so well for all my papers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;maybe juz a pass.. haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sometimes i wonder is life juz a big joke??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the ans to this depends on how u look at the situation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;anyway i'm absolutely clueless now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mungkin kamu tidak tahu bagaimana harus bereaksi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tapi aku akan menunggumu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112359878112322550?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112359878112322550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112359878112322550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_08_07_archive.html#112359878112322550' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112308103492432135</id><published>2005-08-03T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:58:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams begin tml...&lt;br /&gt;thinking of my papers..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wats happen..&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't seem to reply to my msgs..&lt;br /&gt;really hope to hear from her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least tml will be able to see her..&lt;br /&gt;miss her so...&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;how i hope the exam period will pass...&lt;br /&gt; in a blink of an eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;got a new pair of shoe...&lt;br /&gt;present from my sis..&lt;br /&gt;an early one..&lt;br /&gt;my b'day is like on the 27th of sept..&lt;br /&gt;got my present..&lt;br /&gt;nearly one month before my b'day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;me go off..&lt;br /&gt;go revise abit more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112308103492432135?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112308103492432135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112308103492432135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_07_31_archive.html#112308103492432135' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112278156328616870</id><published>2005-07-31T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T11:46:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is but a stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does this mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everyone that i've ever known played a part in this play..&lt;br /&gt;played a part no matter big or small..&lt;br /&gt;The title of the play: my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this time i gotta leave everything to fate..&lt;br /&gt;and time will reveal everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiting game has started..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish for it to end soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether u got read my blog or not..&lt;br /&gt;but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* happy birthday to u!! =) * &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112278156328616870?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112278156328616870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112278156328616870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_07_31_archive.html#112278156328616870' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112198643006034673</id><published>2005-07-22T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T06:53:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd live and I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;br /&gt;Words can't say what a love can do&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112198643006034673?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112198643006034673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112198643006034673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_07_17_archive.html#112198643006034673' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112195384355561084</id><published>2005-07-21T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:50:43.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been a long time since i blog-ed..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. cuz been busy with projects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz.. &lt;br /&gt;i really dunno wats going on..&lt;br /&gt;one minute she can be so responsive..&lt;br /&gt;but the nxt she can juz turn the cold shoulder on u..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder hav i done anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it can be so tormenting.. &lt;br /&gt;guess the only thing is to wait.. wait.. wait..&lt;br /&gt;see how everything goes aft exams..&lt;br /&gt;nxt wk is her b'day.. &lt;br /&gt;will be doing something very sweet for her..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. off i go to complete my entre project.. &lt;br /&gt;tonite will be a sleepless nite for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112195384355561084?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112195384355561084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112195384355561084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_07_17_archive.html#112195384355561084' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112048965243626629</id><published>2005-07-04T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:07:32.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Indonesia made a clean sweep of the men's title in badminton..&lt;br /&gt;AVIVA Singapore Open...&lt;br /&gt;Taufik Hidayat was damn gd!!&lt;br /&gt;He beat world no.1 Lin Dan in the semis..&lt;br /&gt;Den in the finals..&lt;br /&gt;He beat world no.2 Chen Hong..&lt;br /&gt;15-9, 15-3&lt;br /&gt;to clinch the men's single title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den for the men's doubles..&lt;br /&gt;Candra Wijaya and Sigit Budiarto show grit to with over the danish duos..&lt;br /&gt;lost the 1st set to the danes 8-15..&lt;br /&gt;den Wijaya and Budiarto fought back in the 2nd set to win 15-8..&lt;br /&gt;It all came down to the last set..&lt;br /&gt;The danes made loads of mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;The indonesian duos capitalized..&lt;br /&gt;And win 15-7 in the final set..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally all of the men's titles are back with indonesia..&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ok back to my own life..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;life been kinda ok..&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;the guy up there has been quite kind to me..&lt;br /&gt;let me get to know this special girl..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx Man.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we are friends..&lt;br /&gt;anything more than dat depends on fate..&lt;br /&gt;juz like wat she been telling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz hope the guy up there would treat me alot better..&lt;br /&gt;let me finally be together with someone..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112048965243626629?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112048965243626629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112048965243626629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_07_03_archive.html#112048965243626629' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-112003152580325016</id><published>2005-06-29T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:52:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from a long break..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta know this one special girl for like1 month plus le..&lt;br /&gt;kinda funny how 2 ppl can get together and chat like we do..&lt;br /&gt;guess it was fate that let me find her in NYP.. =)&lt;br /&gt;(hope to go out with her again soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to y i'm here..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;was kinda bored so decided to drop in here to type somethings out..&lt;br /&gt;Life been quite ok.. sometimes abit bored..&lt;br /&gt; at least sometimes got stuff to look forward for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in the lvl 1 com lab of sch..&lt;br /&gt;muq and colin in their services seminar..&lt;br /&gt;the yr2s are in their NE seminar..&lt;br /&gt;so kinda waiting for my best buddy Jef for like 12yrs to come down to NYP (btw, he is a SPian)&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually had other plans for tonite..&lt;br /&gt;but something came up..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;ok running out of things to write le..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i gotta stop "hmmm-ing"..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;guess will stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People always say ignorance is bliss. But this phrase i gotta disagree, cuz to be ignorance will only be bliss in certain situation. But based on human nature, its difficult to be ignorent."&lt;br /&gt;*dunno whether ppl say abt this before.. but is a thought =) haha..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-112003152580325016?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112003152580325016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/112003152580325016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_06_26_archive.html#112003152580325016' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111375368738956972</id><published>2005-04-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:06:58.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonely No More - Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now it seems to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you know just what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But words are only words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can you show me something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can you swear to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you'll always be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Show me how you feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;More than ever baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna have to pay for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna know the lover at my door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is just another heartache on my list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be angry no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you know I could never stand for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So when you tell me that you love me know for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's hard for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When my heart still on your mend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Open up to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like you do your girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You sing to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And it's harmony,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girl what you do to me is everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Make me say anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to get you back again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why can't we just try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna have to pay for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna know the lover at my door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is just another heartache on my list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be angry no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you know I could never stand for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So when you tell me that you love me know for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if I was good to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What you were good to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if I could hold you till I feel you move inside of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if it was paradise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And what if we were symphonies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if I gave all my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to find some way to stand beside you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna have to pay for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna know the lover at my door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is just another heartache on my list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be angry no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you know I could never stand for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So when you tell me that you love me know for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be lonely no more (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't, I don't, I know, I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;A nice song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;very meaningful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111375368738956972?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111375368738956972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111375368738956972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_04_17_archive.html#111375368738956972' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111301731189242779</id><published>2005-04-09T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T11:31:29.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Iris by Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;(City of Angels OST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel some how&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of the truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MOVIES" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Interlude*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(X 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(X 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A great song.. nice lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;I juz want u to know who i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111301731189242779?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111301731189242779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111301731189242779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111301731189242779' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111064912116543726</id><published>2005-03-13T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T01:50:36.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life is but a stage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How true can this phrase be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got a rude awakening.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hav i finally flip??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hav i finally got back my senses??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finally i can see how real ppl can be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or should i say how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'FAKE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ppl can be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Some ppl i know are darn gd actors and actresses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;with their mega-watt smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nah.. a betta word.. a mega-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'FAKE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who to trust??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Guess now i won't trust ppl much le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just when i want to start trusting again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Those whom i trust in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Failed me miserably..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Other than Jef (my 12 yr buddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daphne (my 'grand-daughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Marc (Daphne's dearest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Colin and Muq (my brudders of C.M.S)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kristy (xiao mei)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;These ppl hav be there when i'm really down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when i needed someone to talk to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they will be there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and do provide secercy in things that i talk to them abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Some of those whom i didn't mention doesn't mean ur those kind of ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But juz ur not as close to me as those listed above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whereas for the wonderful actor and actress.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dun worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I won't say ur names..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I always provide a veil of secercy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Should know for urselfs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And btw.. Xiao Mei.. I won't be going to Malaysia with u all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;U of all ppl shld know the reason y.. hav fun over there ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The following 2 quotes are very gd.. and true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;People grow through experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;if they meet life honestly and courageously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is how character is built. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Eleanor Roosevelt~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Personality can open doors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but only character can keep them open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~Elmer G. Letterman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111064912116543726?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111064912116543726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111064912116543726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_03_13_archive.html#111064912116543726' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111038655169798528</id><published>2005-03-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:42:31.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Righteousness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Some still uphold the old code of honour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Some have long forgotten its existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Many have perished,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;just to uphold it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Many have killed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cause of misconception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So what is righteousness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To live without guilt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Or to do things without guilt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Penned by Takuhara 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is no.3..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stay tune tml nite for a new one..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111038655169798528?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111038655169798528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111038655169798528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111038655169798528' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111030227069841995</id><published>2005-03-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T01:22:00.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judgement, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its so unfair for one to judge another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All men has strengths,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All men has weaknesses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So who is to judge?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You or me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those who judge,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are always the greater fool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Penned by Takuhara 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn't have much inspiration.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so this might not be as gd as the first one..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111030227069841995?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111030227069841995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/111030227069841995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111030227069841995' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-111021576927290025</id><published>2005-03-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T01:18:19.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chivarly of men have been long forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;been shrouded like rust on an aged knight's armour.&lt;br /&gt;Long lost greed of men have prevail,&lt;br /&gt;the thirst for riches and power have grown.&lt;br /&gt;My what has men become?&lt;br /&gt;Are only riches what they see?&lt;br /&gt;I pity those soul&lt;br /&gt;who have lost their way,&lt;br /&gt;but share their pain,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not.&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes to their friends,&lt;br /&gt;who have to put up with their thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Penned by Takuhara 27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Something that i wrote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So i juz put it on blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pls comment on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(some ppl might know the reason y i pen this verse..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-111021576927290025?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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ago..&lt;br /&gt;Loads of stuff happen durin the past 5 days..&lt;br /&gt;thats y didn't hav time to blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 and 25 was busy with the SBM pagent and MM presentation..&lt;br /&gt;The SBM pagent was kinda successful other than some gliches that came up..&lt;br /&gt;MM presentation was quite ok.. Billie Ooi didn't ask much about it..&lt;br /&gt;So should be ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 25th nite.. went over to huimin's place with kristy, deen, weiloon and ben..&lt;br /&gt;watched hide and seek and alittle bit of white noise..&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2+ am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 26th had to go to sch for law seminar.. woke up around 8.. left around 9 from huimin's place.. damn tired.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den ytd.. went over to my bro's place to clear up my new room.. damn tiring.. haha.. i'll be moving to woodlands.. nxt sun need to paint the room le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den now sitting infront of the com at lvl 5 com lab.. typing out this post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Like an unchecked cancer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hate destroys a man's sense of values and his objectivity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~ Martin Luther King Jr. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110956619049264407?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110956619049264407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110956619049264407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_02_27_archive.html#110956619049264407' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110916244317004554</id><published>2005-02-23T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T20:43:48.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haizz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wat a long day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think i gotta clear up some matters..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i maybe easy going..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't u make any decisions without asking me first..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this happen alot of times le..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i hope it won't happen again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a very easy going person de..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz pls pls pls ask me first..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt is a matter thats been bothering me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i find that should clear up now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i treat a girl nicely doesn't mean i'm going aft her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for god's sake..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i won't say names.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope that the guy can get the meaning..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and pls stop talking behind my back..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering how i know..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i maybe a quiet and perhaps abit blur kind of guy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that doesn't mean i'm dumb..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that doesn't mean i dunno wats happening around me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for ur information..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm a very observant kind of guy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope this goes through that thick skull of urs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/2573.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be courteous to all, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but intimate with few, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and let those few be well tried &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before you give them your confidence. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friendship is a plant of slow growth, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before it is entitled to the appellation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~George Washington~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110916244317004554?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110916244317004554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110916244317004554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_02_20_archive.html#110916244317004554' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110845743610903090</id><published>2005-02-15T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:53:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now in ICT.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sianzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today wake up late.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so nvr go for EFMA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and *Argh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tml got EFMA ICA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sianzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tonite muz study le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Spurs made it to the final 16 of the FA cup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Go on Spurs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bring the FA cup back to White Hart Lane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Every day you may make progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Every step may be fruitful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ever-ascending, ever-improving path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You know you will never get to the end of the journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But this, so far from discouraging, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110845743610903090?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110845743610903090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110845743610903090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110845743610903090' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110767339414568525</id><published>2005-02-06T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T15:07:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boring Boring Sunday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dun hav much to do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only hav to..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finish up the ICT project..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now kinda slacking infront of the com..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sianzz sia..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;need to do stuff slowly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still take a little bit of risk..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and make most of the chances given..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz hope everything turns out well..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Xiao Mei and Band of Brothers should know..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(kinda nvr mention the few more.. sry ya..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playing on my itunes: crazy for this girl - Evan and Jaron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;nice song..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So as usual.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sign off with a meaningful quote from people of the past..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;And since you know you cannot see yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;so well as by reflection, I, your glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;will modestly discover to yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;that of yourself which you yet know not of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~ William Shakespeare ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110767339414568525?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110767339414568525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110767339414568525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_02_06_archive.html#110767339414568525' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110714855942737824</id><published>2005-01-31T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T13:15:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phew!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a long badminton game with muq and colin..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;been a long time since we last played..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was fun..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shld do it again sometime soon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now kinda relaxing at the com lab..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying to cool off..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life's been kinda ok..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still alive and kicking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda learning to keep my emotions in check..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and not rush into stuff..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like i used to..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can say that i'm a changed man..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my class starts at 4..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more hrs..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the worst thing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its is a biz finance lect..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be bored to death..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess will stop here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nthing else to write le..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i'll end with a quote by Leonardo Da Vinci..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Most fails. Some works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You do more of what works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;If it works big, others quickly copy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then you do something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; The trick is the doing something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Leonardo Da Vinci -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110714855942737824?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110714855942737824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110714855942737824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110714855942737824' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110543376447343309</id><published>2005-01-11T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T16:57:35.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.. sianzz sia.. in ICT now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;my last post was like 2 wks ago.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kinda lazy to post it on my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the 7th, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;met up with jef, deen, muqsit and colin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and travel around orchard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;saw the worst sight u can see at orchard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;colin and muq shld know wat i'm refering to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the ballon and pebble theory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and jef try to get the image outta your head ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the 8th, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went to play streetsoccer with the group..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the group refering to jef, marcus, winston, robbie, HL and kyaw min..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;den slack at jef's place till like 6+.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went home and change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;before meeting up with deen and wei loon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;to watch LOTR trilogy: extended version at minty's place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 9th, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;woke up around 12+.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;continued with the LOTR trilogy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;fin at around 5..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went off with wei loon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;to the dairy farm house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;we went house hunting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;can't seem to find the way there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but can see the roof of the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the 10th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;which was juz ytd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went to town with muq, colin and deen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;joined by pal and max..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;muq got a new t-shirt from flesh imp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;max and pal got brikenstock sandles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;den went to upp thomson for prata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;den took cab home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the 11th, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;came to sch at 1030.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;had breakfast at mac..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;den went for EFMA lect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kinda learned nth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;cuz slept like 1/2 the lect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;aft EFMA, went to com lab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;to start on my MM debate report..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;started at 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;completed it at 3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;slack at mac..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;den now in ICT lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sianzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;k, me end here.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gd bye, goed tot ziens, arrivederci, adiós, Auf Wiedersehen and au revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110543376447343309?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110543376447343309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110543376447343309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2005_01_09_archive.html#110543376447343309' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-110336504974653533</id><published>2004-12-18T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T18:17:29.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;boy my last post was like a month ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cuz like nth for me to post or nth worth posting..&lt;br /&gt;i've been slacking man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to the gym juz now did weights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ytd went to town meet the gang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den most of the gang went to ktv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me, max, pal and shaun (sry if i spell ur name wrongly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to eat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;reach home around 12 likdat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;rot infront of my com till like 4 am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den slp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;woke up damn early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;like 11am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;kinda boring rite??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;tats y i didn't blog for so long =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;woohoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nxt wk x'mas le.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ho! ho! ho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-110336504974653533?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110336504974653533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/110336504974653533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_12_12_archive.html#110336504974653533' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109962840396399874</id><published>2004-11-05T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T12:20:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haizzz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;off i go to orchard to meet deen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;he going on shopping spree.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;tat can only mean one thing.. his salary is out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess i'm giving up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;those who know abt the matter.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and wanna know y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll tell u some other time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I juz wanna hav some time to get over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a song tat i've been listening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mcfly - Obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(it so suits my mood..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109962840396399874?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109962840396399874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109962840396399874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109962840396399874' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109922829654404401</id><published>2004-10-31T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T21:13:25.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its Halloween..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Trick or Treat !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Woohoo !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was kinda boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;spend the day watching vcds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lord of The Rings: The Two Towers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;for the 22nd time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Van Helsing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;followed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;home-cooked dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;den &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;now here blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;wat a boring, normal sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109922829654404401?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109922829654404401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109922829654404401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109922829654404401' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109784125289304550</id><published>2004-10-15T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T19:54:12.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today had my first paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sianzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stats Theory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But it was gd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HaHa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now i'm sitting in my sch's com lab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blogging..(very obvious rite..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Waiting for Muqsit and gang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So sianzz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aft Mon and Tues paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll be free le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But both papers r some sort of killers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;need to memo lotsa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dunno how much more brain cells will be gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nowadays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Study,Study,Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Marc and Jef.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;long time nvr go out with u guys le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe nxt wk bah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;aft my papers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i end here.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;nth to type le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll continue to stone here infront of this com..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109784125289304550?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109784125289304550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109784125289304550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109784125289304550' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109635213679532331</id><published>2004-09-28T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T14:17:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sianzz!!&lt;br /&gt;now in my com software class..&lt;br /&gt;1 more hr to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmmm.. today is the 28th..&lt;br /&gt;and it is raining heavily outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Enjoy this song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well I just heard the news today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It seems my life is gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I closed my eyes, began to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then tears of joy streamed down my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well I don't know if I'm ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To be the man I have to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll take a breath, Ill take her by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We stand in awe, we've created life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now everything has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open, wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;If I had just one wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Only one demand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope he's not like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope he understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That he can take this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And hold it by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That he can greet the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now everything has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With arms wide open, wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a very nice song..&lt;br /&gt;very meaningful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;too bad the band split le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109635213679532331?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109635213679532331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109635213679532331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109635213679532331' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109628245428366826</id><published>2004-09-27T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T18:54:14.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Haha.. Its my  b'day..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. at last legal age le..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. haha.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. Life is filled with surprises.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Life is juz like a empty book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Friends and Family add colours&lt;br /&gt;Events that happen add the storyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Every single feeling will be recorded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;At the end when we look back&lt;br /&gt;and read that once empty book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;we will realise how much we have gone through&lt;br /&gt;so live life to the fullest don't hold back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;that is what i always say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but i've never done it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy b'day to me i end my post now..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kinda short rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and thanx to all my friends who remembered my b'day&lt;br /&gt;i'm very touched and happy deep inside eventhough i don't look like i'm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;cya all in sch =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109628245428366826?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109628245428366826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109628245428366826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109628245428366826' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109456702615529309</id><published>2004-09-07T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T23:24:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In life there are 2 ships that U gotta take..&lt;br /&gt;Friendship and Relationship..&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm gonna give up both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I felt this much pain and sadness was 3 yrs back..&lt;br /&gt;I took a whole yr and a half to get back on my feet..&lt;br /&gt;During that whole time.. I only kept in touch with my close friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to poly I decided to have a fresh start..&lt;br /&gt;Made a huge mistake..&lt;br /&gt;My very first step was a step I think I should not have taken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I had to make up stories..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Juz for ppl to think that I'm ok and well..&lt;br /&gt;And to get them off my back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No one knew how I felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;U could say I suffered in silence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aft today/this u all may think that I'm hard to get along with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So be it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For the nxt 2-3 wks I'll be keeping to myself..&lt;br /&gt;I won't be keeping in touch with everyone..&lt;br /&gt;If I sound angry or unhappy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I apologise..&lt;br /&gt;But for the nxt few weeks try not to provoke me..&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why..&lt;br /&gt;I won't answer u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Will be spending time with the SBM club members &amp;amp; my sec sch friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll be focusing on what I've started learning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For this will be the last time I'll be learning a new thing for the sake of someone&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109456702615529309?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109456702615529309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109456702615529309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109456702615529309' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6735057.post-109154198934524239</id><published>2004-08-03T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T22:06:29.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey Hey.. Pai Seh for taking so long to post this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;was kinda busy with projects, fitness level and tests..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today.. played soccer with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;deen, yu ming, wen guang, victor, yang fei, ben, musik, max and cherry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;( i apologise if i spell ur names wrongly ar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scored a goal..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wen guang is damn gd.. deen also played well but kanna whacked by the ball from head to toe..&lt;br /&gt;musik is a natural poacher.. yang fei has great vision.. ben run damn fast and stamina damn gd..&lt;br /&gt;yu ming and max juz pick it up but played quite well.. victor wat shld i say he keep running around..&lt;br /&gt;And cherry she is gd.. haha.. for a girl she is gd..&lt;br /&gt;Hope to play with u guys and gal again..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ouch..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my calf muscle pain sia.. think run too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 more days to my jap test..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;help..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haven really studied..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6735057-109154198934524239?l=takuhara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109154198934524239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6735057/posts/default/109154198934524239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takuhara.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109154198934524239' title=''/><author><name>Subantaku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02901178141563476525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
