<?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-16693928</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:33:39.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainted Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-7932684651034868684</id><published>2007-11-22T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T15:32:46.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ucpoPEYQhM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ucpoPEYQhM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3yDUSMpLLE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3yDUSMpLLE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, here we go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-7932684651034868684?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7932684651034868684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=7932684651034868684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/7932684651034868684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/7932684651034868684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-5659983277244819518</id><published>2007-10-21T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T12:52:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than i can bear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uCW1YZLBTO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uCW1YZLBTO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we want things to be different. We think maybe if we pretend that they are; fool people, that its enough.&lt;br /&gt;But it never is.&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/16693928-5659983277244819518?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5659983277244819518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=5659983277244819518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5659983277244819518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5659983277244819518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-than-i-can-bear.html' title='more than i can bear.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-4420717938741891600</id><published>2007-10-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T06:34:09.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S04E04; not this time.</title><content type='html'>In life, only one thing is certain, apart from death and taxes. No matter how hard you try, no matter how good your intentions, you are going to make mistakes. You're going to hurt people. You're going to get hurt. And if you ever want to recover, there's really only one thing you can say; i forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget, that's what they say. It's good advise but it's not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness, old scores are never settled. Old wounds, never heal. And the most we can hope for is that one day, we'll be lucky enough to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-4420717938741891600?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4420717938741891600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=4420717938741891600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4420717938741891600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4420717938741891600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/s04e04-not-this-time.html' title='S04E04; not this time.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-7645059598055741294</id><published>2007-10-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:02:30.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44WZWgmnC0U"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44WZWgmnC0U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CIXXnKax2no"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CIXXnKax2no" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/16693928-7645059598055741294?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7645059598055741294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=7645059598055741294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/7645059598055741294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/7645059598055741294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-6121526768211430624</id><published>2007-10-09T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T03:28:06.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emotions should always be brushed aside when doing something right, no? Well, i should think yes is the universal answer, but then again, what if you cant find it in you to separate these two conflicting elements and you find yourself instead, living with both of them constantly trying to suppress one for the other. Just, what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the acting should begin right about now.&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/16693928-6121526768211430624?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6121526768211430624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=6121526768211430624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6121526768211430624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6121526768211430624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/emotions-should-always-be-brushed-aside.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-497230207035936302</id><published>2007-10-07T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T08:18:11.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S04E02, Is it just the chase?</title><content type='html'>We see addiction everyday. It's shocking how many kinds of addiction exist. It would be too easy if it was just drugs, and booze and ciggarettes. I think the hardest part of kicking a habit, is wanting to kick it. I mean, we get addicted for a reason, right? Often - too often, things that start out as just a normal part of your life, at some point cross the line. To obsessive, compulsive. Out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the high we're chasing. The high that makes everything else &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fade away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about addiction is, it never ends well. Because eventually, whatever it is that was getting us high, stops feeling good and starts to hurt. Still, they say you don't kick the habit until you hit rock bottom. But how do you know you're there? Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes, letting it go hurts even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one voluntarily lives a life of loneliness. It's just a choice. In fact, everyone wants to settle down, no matter how they deny or resist the thought. It's just that "settling down" takes on a different meaning with different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me;&lt;br /&gt;Sure i'll settle down. I've been denying myself of the mere thought of being in a relationship with someone for the past 18years, but looking at it in a different perspective, ofcourse i will someday. Though, with me, waiting for my expectations to be met is key. I want to settle down, knowing that no one else will get hurt in the course of it. I need to know that its what both of us really want. And that, is just the tip of it all cos me and the word "relationship" as you know it, we don't particularly go well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as for now, like how it has always been; i'll be happy knowing that the people i've loved, felt the same way i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-497230207035936302?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/497230207035936302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=497230207035936302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/497230207035936302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/497230207035936302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/s04e02-is-it-just-chase.html' title='S04E02, Is it just the chase?'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-4898239825832330234</id><published>2007-10-04T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:45:46.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S04E01, you.</title><content type='html'>Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't like it, we fear it. But we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change, or we get left behind. It hurts to grow old. Anybody who tells you it doesn't, is lying. But here's the truth; Sometimes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, change is good.                                      Sometimes, change is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-4898239825832330234?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4898239825832330234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=4898239825832330234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4898239825832330234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4898239825832330234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/s04e01-you.html' title='S04E01, you.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-611378975031645783</id><published>2007-09-30T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T10:38:11.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 11th-10.</title><content type='html'>Everyone makes stupid mistakes in their life. Big stupid mistakes. Most, make it without even knowing it; until they're way past it and they look back at those times and have a good laugh at those stupid miserable times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, some of us make these mistakes out of deliberation. To cover up our tracks, to get over a crater in the heart so big, it hurts every single minute, or simply to justify a front that has always been there. A front, that they can't live without. Or so, they think/believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess people just need to tell repeated lies and repeat the same old mistakes to keep up with whom they've become throughout the years. At a certain point in life, you'll tend to do things that you don't even feel like doing, just to keep up with whom you've become; facade, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the story that some of us exist in. Only to regret day, by day. But thats what we've become. So thats the end of the story. No buts no what ifs, none whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It doesn't show.&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/16693928-611378975031645783?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/611378975031645783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=611378975031645783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/611378975031645783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/611378975031645783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/09/everyone-makes-stupid-mistakes-in-their.html' title='My 11th-10.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-5586038691170664919</id><published>2007-09-23T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:03:30.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only you could understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SO2kKBgYIw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SO2kKBgYIw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/16693928-5586038691170664919?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5586038691170664919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=5586038691170664919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5586038691170664919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5586038691170664919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-all-lies.html' title='if only you could understand.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-4503038583814543919</id><published>2007-09-19T05:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:04:56.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weluvallofus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="image" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/School%20And%20Friends/TP/thedinner2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's shona, me, bryan, hoon, daniel, michelle&lt;br /&gt;charmaine, melissa.&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/16693928-4503038583814543919?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4503038583814543919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=4503038583814543919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4503038583814543919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/4503038583814543919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/09/weluvallofus.html' title='weluvallofus.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-2729337054987547391</id><published>2007-09-13T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T06:03:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a beautiful lie.</title><content type='html'>I can't help but stay at the same page day after day, just hoping for something on it to change. And once in a really long while, it does. Just to display a falsity of that little bit of hope left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-2729337054987547391?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2729337054987547391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=2729337054987547391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/2729337054987547391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/2729337054987547391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-beautiful-lie.html' title='just a beautiful lie.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-3869376617320733147</id><published>2007-08-22T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T18:32:14.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love was never an easy game.</title><content type='html'>Since whats mine is yours and whats yours is mine, my dwarf friend, Daniel Eng Chee Beng, I'm sure you'd love for me to lift off your whole entry and put it on my almost dead blog because its so nice and lovely and heart-fondling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, taken whole, from &lt;a href="http://theotherbeautiful.blogspot.com/"&gt;theotherbeautiful.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and big D says that you have to play the video while you read his awesome entry.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iSxDofLPcI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all dabbled in love. We've all felt the warmth nuzzle against our cheek, allowed it to drive us into a vacuum of desperation and insanity. We've all been disgustingly romantic, hurt by the smallest cut. We've all let love put ourselves in situations we'd have never expected ourselves to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only mistake we made was the first in the list - to dabble in love, to allow love to choreograph our lives into a muddled mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love was never our game to excel at. We're so effortlessly incapable of sacrificing a part of ourselves for the sake of love. I thought I was - until I, over and over again, proved myself wrong. I truly believe Allan was the only guy I actually loved, despite everything I said, did or doubted in. I loved him -not despite, but- for everything I irked about him. My only explanation for loving him was the lack of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I couldn't. I loved him, but I just couldn't. I hated having to pretend, having to walk into a game of deception he loosely termed as a 'relationship' with every sanity left in me, having to know the deceit yet not being able to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A week ago, we met. I wanted to know if what I felt about him - the thing I claimed to be love - was capable of giving us another shot at it. He didn't hold back, and before I knew it we were halfway through foreplay. I felt my wrists go limp and my hands were removed from his skin. I looked up to see him looking right into my eyes, as if searching for an explanation for everything - the sudden loss of interest in sex, in him, in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want?" It seemed forceful, coming from a man I always pictured to be gentle and under my thumb. He wanted answers, the ones that I wouldn't give. I could, but I wouldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My only redemption was the fact that I am a selfish and immature 18 year old boy who could give him what he needed to know and break his heart for a second time but instead, I chose deception as a parting gift to what I felt at that point of time - a &lt;em&gt;honestly&lt;/em&gt; bad mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Since you insisted, here goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, &lt;/em&gt;alike me and probably millions out there, are a complete wreck inside. Your defence system feeds on a diet of lies to both yourself and the world and that megawatt smile you so easily perform on your face. You are an attractive man. Shoulders straight, posture upright - you boast the self confidence of an ego-pumped superhero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But that, that could just be your most fatal flaw. You have strung the hearts of innocents who have not a single clue what they were falling for. Your charming exterior threw them offguard - for who'd have expected to find inside the sculpture of illusionized perfection a confused young man, incapable of accepting emotions for their rawness with commitment issues scribbled all over your messy heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Perfect shoes, matching outfits, a confident stride and blessed with good hair days - why is that heart of yours such a wreck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; padding-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-3869376617320733147?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3869376617320733147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=3869376617320733147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/3869376617320733147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/3869376617320733147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-was-never-easy-game.html' title='Love was never an easy game.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-6346337197623230459</id><published>2007-08-10T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T05:00:17.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHHojpdwnTs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHHojpdwnTs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div align&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-6346337197623230459?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6346337197623230459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=6346337197623230459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6346337197623230459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6346337197623230459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/10/ella-ella-eh-eh-eh.html' title='Ella, ella, eh, eh, eh.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-8320713701247375858</id><published>2007-08-01T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:45:40.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been looking at you, sideways.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if only this attraction; &lt;strike&gt;the thing called love&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can last forever and ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everygayone says otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;:(&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/16693928-8320713701247375858?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8320713701247375858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=8320713701247375858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/8320713701247375858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/8320713701247375858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-looking-at-you-sideways.html' title='i&apos;ve been looking at you, sideways.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-6508620264449003057</id><published>2007-06-15T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:54:29.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:American Typewriter Light;font-size:60;"  &gt;hello us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:American Typewriter Light;font-size:60;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RnKwsEGpxJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aTljS6Lqg1I/s400/Photo+41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076314001062347922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RnKwsUGpxKI/AAAAAAAAACE/yOClxYToWQk/s400/Photo+38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076314005357315234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RnKwskGpxLI/AAAAAAAAACM/jwQMRNChYng/s400/Photo+37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076314009652282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RnLkZEGpxNI/AAAAAAAAACc/InzZMDaJ7q4/s400/YOUR+FAG+FAG+HAG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076370849249477842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeee. Another blog post!&lt;br /&gt;I was just digging the comp for pictures of people and look at the fine treasure i've uncovered! Its enough to make my balls jump for a whole year! Can't you sense the endless tone of excitement in my voice? Yeah! That only happens when your life is all so rAwKin' man! Awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/16693928-6508620264449003057?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6508620264449003057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=6508620264449003057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6508620264449003057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/6508620264449003057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-us.html' title='right.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RnKwsEGpxJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aTljS6Lqg1I/s72-c/Photo+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-2802664036948375395</id><published>2007-05-27T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T20:55:51.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update nonetheless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rll_hM-gpiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TS8Jnrq9qqs/s400/elias.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069223063978026530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;; a year from now, then.&lt;br /&gt;&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/16693928-2802664036948375395?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2802664036948375395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=2802664036948375395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/2802664036948375395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/2802664036948375395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/05/year-from-now.html' title='an update nonetheless.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rll_hM-gpiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TS8Jnrq9qqs/s72-c/elias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-1911986669410842299</id><published>2007-04-25T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:53:27.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy, is love.</title><content type='html'>I'm awake, usually, mostly at night. I'm usually, mostly, on the computer, doodling. And i thought my life could have been, with more meaning in it. Like you know, always have somewhere to go, things to do. Busy; albeit fun? But no. Reality has to be unkind. Like how everyone who hangs out with a reza, gets a reza thrown at them, acting all smiley and all but actually, reza likes to fuck people without them knowing? But of course, a reza doesnt usually mean it when he fucks people up. He might be &lt;i&gt;slightly(or not.)&lt;/i&gt; irritated, (or not.) but thats just it. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Donne. He had an opinion on "being alone". He thought we weren't ever alone. Of course, it was fancier when he said it. "No man is an island entire unto himself." Boil down that island talk, and he just meant that all anyone needs is someone to step in and let us know we're not alone. And who's to say that someone can't have four legs. Someone to fuck around with or watch a movie with, or just hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to ask; to know. Even if you dont tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are, for a few; just a few, with whom, i really absolutely treasure the friendship i have. Chey chey chey, all emo sialll. But seriously! You know? Like how, i can only go to one, two, people with something like, "Shit, our friend is such a bitch, but i'd rather she not know. And oh by the way, i have testiculous conjunctivitis, and thats a secret". But at the same time, to the other seventy seven people i'll be like, "HAHAHA! Ohmygod, that green lump in a trench coat over there, coming down the stairs looks retarded!", or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. Unless of course, they choose to cross the line whereby we can't see them for who they were to us before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with us at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-1911986669410842299?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1911986669410842299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=1911986669410842299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/1911986669410842299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/1911986669410842299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/04/greys-anatomy-is-love.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy, is love.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-5675527262853663865</id><published>2007-04-19T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T05:57:49.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for the lack of updates,&lt;br /&gt;the following link shall suffice; for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combined photographic efforts of the 15 of us who went over to Perth for an exchange programme thing with the University of Western Australia. A little warning tho, the linked site is extremely image heavy. :D enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/__lastkiss/30989.html?#cutid1"&gt;An estimated 200+ PERTH PICTURES&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-5675527262853663865?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5675527262853663865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=5675527262853663865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5675527262853663865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5675527262853663865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-lack-of-updates-following-link.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-5029076281578198019</id><published>2007-04-10T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:27:07.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12, first.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsknWvKHEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w8dNRgR5SKw/s400/perth3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051671665563016258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rhskm2vKHBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XpC3UcIMiEw/s400/perth4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051671656973081618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rhsru2vKHFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_3GiVxw-n7E/s400/perth6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051679490993429586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsrvGvKHHI/AAAAAAAAABE/q_145Guyegk/s400/perth8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051679495288396914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rhss12vKHKI/AAAAAAAAABc/3cN_hd71eLg/s400/perth14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051680710764141730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/Rhss12vKHLI/AAAAAAAAABk/0ughQWfHcrg/s400/perth16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051680710764141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsknGvKHCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jsY7w51FAvA/s400/perth2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051671661268048930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsknWvKHDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OTbwdz2VhVY/s400/perth5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051671665563016242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhskmmvKHAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LqxWL0QAkNk/s400/perth1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051671652678114306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsrvGvKHGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gsydvHg8aAI/s400/perth7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051679495288396898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsrvWvKHII/AAAAAAAAABM/14KUxddgkaM/s400/perth10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051679499583364226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsrvWvKHJI/AAAAAAAAABU/iNTVaNbgV_U/s400/perth11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051679499583364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-5029076281578198019?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5029076281578198019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=5029076281578198019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5029076281578198019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/5029076281578198019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/04/12-first.html' title='12, first.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lQAiLC9oXcM/RhsknWvKHEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w8dNRgR5SKw/s72-c/perth3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-8710262167176032213</id><published>2007-03-03T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T05:48:13.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communications And Media Management</title><content type='html'>It has been work, sleep, more work, much more sleep, going out late nights, and more sleep this past few weeks. As you should know, my coursemates and i have been on holiday wayy earlier than the other courses. Our holidays began just before the study week started. So yeah. Study week and then the exam week apparently weren't for us just because. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we only had one dumbass test for media management principles on our last day of school and that was it. Of course, we had a mini celebration at fish&amp;co. and at georges as well after. Thats the day i lost my bloody *&amp;amp;%#*$ la. Fuckin hell. But anyways, the celebration-ish thing we had was nice. At least there was an ending to the terrible, albeit fun, year of being a poly freshman. Wait, make that a CMM freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course i've learnt loads throughout the year. Like how, Persuasive Communication with Darryl David isnt as fun as I thought it'd be. And how Media Management Principles is a fucking pain in the ass online module (it'd be better if it was a normal, in-class kind of thing instead of being an e-module cos no one has the discipline to do the online forums and shit). Photography, Essential Graphics, Graphic Design Fundamentals, all these are related in a way. Like how you need the photoshop skills for the last photog project, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, my sem 1.2 timetable was the bomb okay. 3 of the 5 weekdays are spent at home or out doing stupid stuff. We only had school (tutorials) on thursdays and fridays. That's because most of us didnt bother to attend our one lecture per day mondays-wednesdays lah. Journalism on monday was just a hurdle for us, to wake up in the early morning for a lecturer who reads from the presentation slides. Tuesday was a chore, having to be in formal attire every single lecture (and tutorial) for Peruasive Communication. Photography on wednesdays are just, better off without the in-lecture textbook-reading-aloud-sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand though, the friends, the people i've met in CMM are love. I could ask for a better bunch of people to be with in the same course/year, but the experience wouldn't have been the same, you know? Like how Shona says it, "I love you my bitches!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, we have the exchange programme with the University of Western Australia which is in Perth. Gonna be there with 14 other coursemates of mine for 3 weeks (2wks without lecturer supervision mind you). Around half of the people coming from my class, you can imagine the havoc thats gonna unfold and how Shona's gonna sit on someone, Hoon's gonna get killed, Jac's gonna bite someone's head off, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after next, pre-trip lectures are gonna start leading up to the day we fly off on March 18th at like 7 in the morning or something. And we'll be flying SQ! How nice.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, so whats with the whole novel of a post, right? Well, when i first stepped into poly, i didnt know what to expect for the first year of being a media student in TP. So, i went out of my way to search for the blogs of the other CMM students just to find out stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalker,&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know. But yeah.. So, i end the first year by helping others like me, who'll be looking for personal experiences of their seniors/coursemates on how and what exactly CMM will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;rightttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lets all wish for yummy juniors now shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-8710262167176032213?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8710262167176032213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=8710262167176032213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/8710262167176032213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/8710262167176032213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/03/communications-and-media-management.html' title='Communications And Media Management'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-117156213694050381</id><published>2007-02-16T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:15:59.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wonders of photoshop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4217/725/1600/427430/notsoperfect.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;+PLUS+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4217/725/1600/938162/airbrushed.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND YOU GET THIS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4217/725/1600/494694/perfecto.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="420" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-117156213694050381?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/117156213694050381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=117156213694050381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/117156213694050381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/117156213694050381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/02/wonders-of-photoshop.html' title='the wonders of photoshop.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-117016963044402732</id><published>2007-01-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:09:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not everyone's perfect, certainly not me and you :)</title><content type='html'>Now, i remember why i even started a blog in the first place.  For all the times that i don't feel like talking, and all the other times chatting just seems to be to much of a chore, there's always the blog, thank God. Plus, i'v never really liked to talk about a problem or whatever directly to another person. So yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've said things that not any of my closest friends have ever even thought of saying even if a fucking bomb came in between us. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bet everyone would agree that if someone have had to make like supposedly so so so so many fucking sacrifices for a friendship and end up being unhappy about it, then the person should just probably take time off from that thing he/she calls a friendship, right? Sure......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, add your hypersensitvity, with the follow-up moodswings, together with the occasionally fucked up attitude that you give with your moodswings, and all the shit you say despite calling me your closefriend or whatever it is i am to you - all just because your spidey sensitive senses came to life and gave you the "oh-he-doesnt-care-just-because-he's-talking-more-to-another-close-friend-of-mine" sensations all over; its still not you who's mr satan i-dont-give-a-fuck-about-my-friend-when-i'm-with-other-fun-people right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fuck sensitive people,&lt;br /&gt;you guys deserve to suck on some big momma boobs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a huge (and i swear i'm being sincere) I AM SO SORRY to you for making you sacrifice a whole everest worth of stuff to be in a friendship with mr satan right here; but of course friendships are made of compromises which arent normally voiced out, but in this case, heh. since you didnt tell me directly, how you've brought everest to singapore just for me.. Sorry lah okay! Must have been heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ps: No one has any right to be offended nor to get angry from whatever i just typed here. No one at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;There, i'm ready to talk now, so try me!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-117016963044402732?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/117016963044402732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=117016963044402732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/117016963044402732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/117016963044402732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-everyones-perfect-certainly-not-me.html' title='not everyone&apos;s perfect, certainly not me and you :)'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116716631959924466</id><published>2006-12-27T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of secrets.</title><content type='html'>I am in a very post secret-ish mood and it doesnt help that it clashes with my listen to chill out songs mood. And Hady Mirza actually has a nice track from his album (my sister bought it okay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what the title is but its the song right after Ordinary People (Take It Slow), but the thing is, both songs are on the same track which is track no. 12 but its not the same song! Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay its post secret time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/1600/dryer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/1600/swig.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/1600/free.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/1600/kickball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair; width: 400px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/994/593/400/482994/knew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; And time  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; All that I need is time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; In making sure this heart of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; Never again get out of line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; I wish to thank you for the lessons that I have learnt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But there's just nothing I can give in return&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/16693928-116716631959924466?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116716631959924466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116716631959924466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116716631959924466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116716631959924466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/art-of-secrets.html' title='the art of secrets.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116699200429695077</id><published>2006-12-25T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slut.</title><content type='html'>Oh red star tattoo, i think you are very sexed up. You turn me on like no one can.&lt;br /&gt;Now now, dont go shooting yourself away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think kissing is fun. Is it? Yes it is! Right? Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;When school re-opens, i'm gonna kiss someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Volunteers, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;heh. :/&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/16693928-116699200429695077?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116699200429695077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116699200429695077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116699200429695077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116699200429695077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/slut.html' title='Slut.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116681808410486566</id><published>2006-12-23T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got skills in the backroom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i am so sexcited.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From tomorrow onwards, i'll stay at home much much more.  Simply because, movies@home have never gotten any better for me! Its gonna be something bigggg. It was kind of too big for my liking when i first saw it but ohwell, it'll help my blind friends see clearer. hohoho! Allah bless my family, yo! God loves me. Still, okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now i'm trying to figure out and schedule my time. What movies to watch, when to hog the new tv, when the longlostmissshikinandlovelies are coming with popcorn and food, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on, i'll never ever sleep in the mrt with my ipod on ever ever again! Its soo blarghh to be sleeping like all those times i did! I swear the whole cabin was looking at me nod, nod further, and jerk back up to life! Very sungguh unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i'll just watch queer as folk or grey's anatomy or heroes on the way back! HAHAHA. I am so in love. Thank you dear sister for your ever lasting generosity. How can i not love you like from here to the moon and back and all the way around the milky way? Hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i put the hardcover on to protect my ipod, and now i realise that, it can't fit into the ipod speaker dock. So i try with all my might to remove the hard casing but nooooooooooooooooo. Its like as if its glued on together or something. I always screw something up with new things. Its like a bad bad....errrr....karma kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yes shikin, i update both of them, periodically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116681808410486566?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116681808410486566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116681808410486566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116681808410486566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116681808410486566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-got-skills-in-backroom.html' title='i&apos;ve got skills in the backroom.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116669426842448733</id><published>2006-12-21T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right back where we started.</title><content type='html'>listening to Let Go by Imogen Heap together with My Humps by B.E.P is seriously crazy. its making me as crazy as a crazy person who's crazy and emotional all at the same time. and you know how crazy and emo arent really big fans of each other. and now So Sick by Ne-Yo is on mtv. how very nice of them to play such songs on a cool and rainy thursday afternoon. sometimes, just like jac, i wonder how i can survive with all these emotional stunts i pull. well, actually they're more of dives la. but stunts will suffice for now. so sick of loves songs, so tired of tears. ohmygodlafuck. is it just me or are the people over at mtv being oh-i-am-so-emo today!? they're playing sad songs like as if no one's gonna kill themselves after this whole emo stretch. oh, and if you've noticed, my 'emo' songs arent all that emo. but well, they're sad incurring. ohsomeonepleaseunderstandme. i still remember those times when a whole group of us were addicted to Seven Years by Saosin. i miss those times. and maybe there's a reason why my seduction style is the 'tantric master'. for an online quiz thing, its actually quite accurate. i seriously still do believe in __ despite all my cacatness and uglyness and hahahaha. Me&amp;amp;You by Cassie is on right now and i feel like having sex with her and stoning and dancing all at the same time. how now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;i'll stuff all these inside where no one can see/know/get to.&lt;br /&gt;its what i've always done anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116669426842448733?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116669426842448733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116669426842448733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116669426842448733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116669426842448733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/right-back-where-we-started.html' title='right back where we started.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116665195503113026</id><published>2006-12-21T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>occupation:matchmaker</title><content type='html'>hah. like totally zomgggg.&lt;br /&gt;friday lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to hide under an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;and disappear under it if i'm going to town, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eragon neng!?&lt;br /&gt;and i've got super melting hot news for you about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its back to singing:&lt;br /&gt;nobody loves me, everybody hates me.&lt;br /&gt;come on people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116665195503113026?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116665195503113026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116665195503113026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116665195503113026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116665195503113026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/occupationmatchmaker.html' title='occupation:matchmaker'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116647702301385661</id><published>2006-12-19T05:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the time will come.</title><content type='html'>i wanna fade out and die off slowly.&lt;br /&gt;nownownownownownownow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i am so fuckingly excited about tp-uwa perth exchange programme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three fucking weeks of freeeeeedom,&lt;br /&gt;or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna sleep (or force them to agree to it) with bryan and hoon,&lt;br /&gt;then with shona, and then, with buffseeds and zx,&lt;br /&gt;and last of all, jaclyn roberts!&lt;br /&gt;everyone gets a night with me each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry neng,&lt;br /&gt;none for you cos you have some other things you should deal with first.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that, people will get killed during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Ever, will ever be in the right state of mind to put&lt;br /&gt;Reza Bryan Hoon Shona&lt;br /&gt;together for 3freaking weeks in a foreign land!?&lt;br /&gt;WHO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it'll all be good la.&lt;br /&gt;i have to work. i neeeeeeed the $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna hire me? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite talented with anything that moves.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohmylevistragedy.&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/16693928-116647702301385661?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116647702301385661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116647702301385661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116647702301385661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116647702301385661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-will-come_19.html' title='the time will come.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116603381960977628</id><published>2006-12-14T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it so fucking hard to find ONE person?!&lt;br /&gt;omfg. its getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i had a few more balls&lt;br /&gt;to spare me some confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116603381960977628?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116603381960977628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116603381960977628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116603381960977628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116603381960977628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-is-it-so-fucking-hard-to-find-one_14.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116602023239811576</id><published>2006-12-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if(s)</title><content type='html'>So what; if i kind of like how you look?&lt;br /&gt;    So what; if i kind of think you're cute?&lt;br /&gt;        So what; if i really want to get to know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;So what; if i really kind of like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like you'd know anyway.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116602023239811576?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116602023239811576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116602023239811576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116602023239811576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116602023239811576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-ifs.html' title='what if(s)'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116578079070961756</id><published>2006-12-11T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMGGG.&lt;br /&gt;i missed another online quiz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fucking troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;if i had an aladin lamp thing,&lt;br /&gt;i'll wish for a new face, a new everything else,&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeee-dipee, and last of all, &lt;b&gt;for e-modules to fuck off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116578079070961756?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116578079070961756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116578079070961756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116578079070961756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116578079070961756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/zomggg.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116526168069317598</id><published>2006-12-05T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! *smittened*</title><content type='html'>oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see.&lt;br /&gt;days that theres a high possibility of stalking includes&lt;br /&gt;mon, wed, thurs, fri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i never do get anything from these days!&lt;br /&gt;how ugly i am!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smitten-ed looks should just seriously die.&lt;br /&gt;you know, like fuck off from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i need is a stupid smitten-ed face.&lt;br /&gt;oh, the horror!&lt;br /&gt;i can just imagine it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what the hell is that ugly boy up to with that face??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear upon boh eng's life,&lt;br /&gt;everyone whom i think is good looking,&lt;br /&gt;who passes by me,&lt;br /&gt;will think i'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;except for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;stupid freaking photography,&lt;br /&gt;digital has been banned.&lt;br /&gt;its film all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means that i cant post pictures here&lt;br /&gt;unless i scan in my stupid shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of which,&lt;br /&gt;i do have two rolls of a fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;which includes a portrait of a super freaking gdlooking model. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(advert to help hirzi out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audition for Substitute Best Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all students who need a friend during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are auditioning you for the next reality sequel, My Next Top Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;All are welcomed, to substitute as a best friend for a boy, Hirzi, during the absence of his current bestfriend who will be leaving for India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting begins Now till the 17th of December.&lt;br /&gt;Interested candidates are required to send in a letter of interest/resume through email either to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;idol89@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;freez_7@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Please do attach a front profile photo of yourself along with your document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&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/16693928-116526168069317598?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116526168069317598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116526168069317598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116526168069317598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116526168069317598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/12/edp-edp-edp-edp-edp-edp-smittened.html' title='EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! EDP! *smittened*'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116483437350190164</id><published>2006-11-30T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll have another new favourite show soooon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls out loud on ch5.&lt;br /&gt;monday at 10.&lt;br /&gt;starting 4th december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hot la. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116483437350190164?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116483437350190164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116483437350190164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116483437350190164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116483437350190164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116481396867959032</id><published>2006-11-29T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>runaway by electrico</title><content type='html'>3:58&lt;br /&gt;a few people.&lt;br /&gt;one untouchable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soft focus.&lt;br /&gt;white and browns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing some shit with a group.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over.&lt;br /&gt;once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! hahaha! fuck you la! fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice.&lt;br /&gt;stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pushed over.&lt;br /&gt;.. owaes hike eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;... mmmi 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chokes to partial death limit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116481396867959032?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116481396867959032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116481396867959032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116481396867959032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116481396867959032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/11/runaway-by-electrico.html' title='runaway by electrico'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116448736464199698</id><published>2006-11-26T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A VERY HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest most gorgeous red hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(noneh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Halim binte Suke Mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need  things.&lt;br /&gt;Major Needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who love me enough,&lt;br /&gt;here's a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A New Face&lt;br /&gt;2. New Shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. David&amp;amp;Goliath Tshirts in XS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but since they dont have those in that size, S will suffice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 18-70mm/18-135mm  Nikon Lens for my camera. ***** (MOST WANTED)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/16693928-116448736464199698?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116448736464199698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116448736464199698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116448736464199698'/><link 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twist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear father happily said something like&lt;br /&gt;"oh! you didnt ask what!"&lt;br /&gt;"common sense that all photographers have tripods"&lt;br /&gt;"etc.etc.etc.etc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what irritatingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today,&lt;br /&gt;will be rushing day to everywhereeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to shoot,&lt;br /&gt;develop films,&lt;br /&gt;mount,&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part of all,&lt;br /&gt;just as i've sinned a few hours before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice family car came by while me&amp;neng were walking,&lt;br /&gt;with a very very very eye catching decal which said,&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;its a sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116390739350390912?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116361807875426481</id><published>2006-11-16T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lips.love.lies.lust</title><content type='html'>around 990mins.&lt;br /&gt;22 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;fucking great season ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was damnnnnn good while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;not for homophobics though. but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;it was fuckin damn damn damn excellent la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear its better than the L word at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to watch the freaking next season,&lt;br /&gt;oh kind souls, any of you. pleaaaaaaaaaaase.&lt;br /&gt;i'm begging okay!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queer As Folk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;forget what we're told,&lt;br /&gt;before we get too old;&lt;br /&gt;would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;and just forget the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116361807875426481?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116361807875426481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116361807875426481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116361807875426481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the past now.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i still wont let _________ know anything at all now that he's back. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ___ _______ you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Life taught me to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;So it's not hard to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;When you float like a canonball.&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/16693928-116309724731680931?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116300815342238716</id><published>2006-11-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i started going back to where i've been before.</title><content type='html'>you know,&lt;br /&gt;some things just happen in life,&lt;br /&gt;that you cant help but just watch it as it passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people will say,&lt;br /&gt;i know how you feel, dont be sad, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;you wont actually know how it really feels,&lt;br /&gt;till it happenes to someone you love,&lt;br /&gt;someone you really cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant say that i really know how it feels,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm feeling it sort of,&lt;br /&gt;especially now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd never want to be in the shoes of my uncle or aunt,&lt;br /&gt;let alone my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, save him.&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/16693928-116300815342238716?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116300815342238716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116300815342238716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116300815342238716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116300815342238716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-i-started-going-back-to-where-ive.html' title='and i started going back to where i&apos;ve been before.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116297598848275612</id><published>2006-11-08T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/friendme.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/friend.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/friend3.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/friend4.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/friend2.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can tell you're in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;the only lie i told you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;thats not the only lie i told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; I stopped trying to write the things I don't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; And I started going back to where I'd been before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; But I'm not the only guy I know that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; I'm not the only guy I know that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;you never noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&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/16693928-116297598848275612?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116297598848275612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116297598848275612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116297598848275612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116297598848275612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/11/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116136763364047577</id><published>2006-10-21T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know me.</title><content type='html'>listening to over a hundred songs per day is seriously no joke.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. thats funny.&lt;br /&gt;seriously no joke.&lt;br /&gt;how redundant of the two combined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways.&lt;br /&gt;my jobscope is to enjoy the music.&lt;br /&gt;stand at just one spot.&lt;br /&gt;and talk to the person who wishes to enjoy his/her time&lt;br /&gt;at hmv listening to either justin timberlake, fergie, or Xtina.&lt;br /&gt;i just have to talk about the product, and pretend the customer&lt;br /&gt;is even giving a goddamn percent of attention to me and thats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to listening to the great songs they play there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a routine.&lt;br /&gt;heeren. 12-9. walk around, laugh, irritate, chat,  go home.&lt;br /&gt;just that tmrw, i have birthday@dxo to think about attending.&lt;br /&gt;or the birthday party where supposedly hot guys will go for.&lt;br /&gt;thats according to chairman mao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... life's a bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116136763364047577?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116136763364047577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116136763364047577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116136763364047577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116136763364047577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-me.html' title='i dont know me.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116121537808392421</id><published>2006-10-19T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hide and seek</title><content type='html'>ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;what is their fucking problem?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE OUR TIMETABLES?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;knnbccb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116121537808392421?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116121537808392421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116121537808392421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116121537808392421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116121537808392421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/10/hide-and-seek.html' title='hide and seek'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116068899581955979</id><published>2006-10-13T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's so many things i like about you</title><content type='html'>i like the way you look at me with those beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you act all surprised&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you sing along&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you always get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you clap your hands&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you love to dance&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you put your hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you shake your hair&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you like to touch&lt;br /&gt;i like the way you stare so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all,&lt;br /&gt;.................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116068899581955979?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116068899581955979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116068899581955979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116068899581955979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116068899581955979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-so-many-things-i-like-about-you.html' title='there&apos;s so many things i like about you'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-116045436959938777</id><published>2006-10-10T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first 3 days of my trip. Alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1106%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1167%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ Istanbul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the freaking huge fries. its the same size as a large coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1142%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1147%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1157.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1165%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ &lt;/span&gt;Nice, France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1260%20-%20Version%202copy.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1195%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1197%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;the yatchs that i was on were the two biggest ones in the port!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1215%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1217%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1208%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1202%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1223%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1225.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1218%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1230.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1226.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1237.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1234.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1248%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1245.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1231.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1255%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1253%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1263%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1264%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1269.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1267%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1271%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1258%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/IMG_1277%20-%20Version%202.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" border="0" width="485" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-116045436959938777?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/116045436959938777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=116045436959938777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116045436959938777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/116045436959938777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-3-days-of-my-trip-alone.html' title='The first 3 days of my trip. Alone!'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115956132376052386</id><published>2006-09-30T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn back time, let us start over.   please?</title><content type='html'>i still remember vividly the times how you used to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how busy you were and if i were to give you a call,&lt;br /&gt;you'd make sure you were there for me - all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i complained of the times we didnt get to stay out together&lt;br /&gt;and i sure as hell got agitated when we didnt,&lt;br /&gt;silly and impossible it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess,&lt;br /&gt;thats what i needed from someone i hold so dearly in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me&lt;br /&gt;love isnt about being with the person you love 24/7&lt;br /&gt;but it is about being contended as long your loved one is happy.&lt;br /&gt;spending time with each other sure enhances feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;how much can our physical being beat what lies buried&lt;br /&gt;beneath the one sole organ thats probably the only reason&lt;br /&gt;why we humans get to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminds us that we're no more than just creatures who age&lt;br /&gt;as time passes and eventually die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're definitely not machines with no feelings,&lt;br /&gt;nor mutants with supernatural power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're merely what we call humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weakness we posses,&lt;br /&gt;that never fails to disappoint those around us.&lt;br /&gt;the fears that resides in us,&lt;br /&gt;that never fails to keep us ashore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tears filled with genuine feelings,&lt;br /&gt;that never fails to fall when you lose someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the kisses, i miss the hugs.&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything that can now only be&lt;br /&gt;a figment of a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how you tried to give in to me when i was angry&lt;br /&gt;and you felt you never seem to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;but thinking about it now,&lt;br /&gt;deep down, i'm taken aback - completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really loved those times.&lt;br /&gt;sadly it never seems to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all came hitting back to me just now&lt;br /&gt;when i read some things that made me think&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i'm just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;and you deserve someone better,&lt;br /&gt;much better then what i've been to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we could even last one year&lt;br /&gt;without talking behind each other's back&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just confronting each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there's things we dont see eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;or when you think i'm dead set on something&lt;br /&gt;but you dont really know what i actually think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be the happiest random freak of a guy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm pretty much over the fact&lt;br /&gt;of not being able to have what i want.&lt;br /&gt;then again, no one said it was illegal to have fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once im done fantasizing,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back to my old and boring lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos neither do i want back the same mistakes i made.&lt;br /&gt;its all driving me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;i feel i am already ceasing to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always felt happy for you&lt;br /&gt;and i will always be as long as you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i can only watch from afar as a great deal of things&lt;br /&gt;go on in your life.&lt;br /&gt;things that you wouldnt want me to know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you'd find out how i actually feel one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;and i really do want to know what's happening at your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a fool for another day.&lt;br /&gt;that will always be me.&lt;br /&gt;stirring up troubles for/with anyone i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i do know how my heart feels.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;till the extent more than words and physical presence itself can even describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows, an angel could be near.&lt;br /&gt;time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115956132376052386?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115956132376052386/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115847287997775097</id><published>2006-09-17T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay boys on irc.</title><content type='html'>hahahahahahahahahahahhahaahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg omg omg&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how bored i am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so bored,&lt;br /&gt;that i'm on a secret journey to find closet  **** whom i'd know,&lt;br /&gt;by placing myself on the line,&lt;br /&gt;well. make that my image and my pride and whatever shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irc is such a world of anonymity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. until you go to like some weird chat rooms&lt;br /&gt;where strangers meet strangers for like weird services or smthg&lt;br /&gt;and on my quest in irc,&lt;br /&gt;i think i fucking found someone who knows me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking asshole.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have used my own pic ah??&lt;br /&gt;or wait. i shouldnt have revealed my pic first!!&lt;br /&gt;!#%#!KNNBCB!#%#!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk... smart la reza....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that bloody bugger thinks he's the smart one&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the bloody fag!&lt;br /&gt;urgh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i lose.&lt;br /&gt;CB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115847287997775097?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115847287997775097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115847287997775097' 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do&lt;br /&gt;but haven't had the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or,&lt;br /&gt;you're just fucking bored with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;so you(me) did this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to entertain myself fyi.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to it.&lt;br /&gt;i swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/Marketing%20grp.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115802273618845570?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115802273618845570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i have a thing for a certain kind of lips&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to explain really&lt;br /&gt;but i do,&lt;br /&gt;and thats a problem right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, similarly to &lt;a href="http://lilcharmedbro.blogspot.com/"&gt;asri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll find someone or anyone&lt;br /&gt;whom i'll get together with anytime soon seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really not a need for me to find that special someone but,&lt;br /&gt;you know...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you just think of such stuff and it makes you wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your mind wanders off,&lt;br /&gt;thinking of things you dont normally think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup!&lt;br /&gt;don't worry asri, we'll be bachelors for life!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll do the singing and i'll do the dancing&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be Famous&amp;totallyWanted that way!&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;what are relationships made of anyway?&lt;br /&gt;pffffffffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115792253504557760?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115792253504557760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115792253504557760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115792253504557760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115792253504557760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/09/lips-problem.html' title='the lip(s) problem.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115791086493509421</id><published>2006-09-11T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life? what life?</title><content type='html'>you know your life's turned upside down when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you have no financial assistance&lt;br /&gt;- you're in dire need of money&lt;br /&gt;- you sleep from 8 in the morning to 6 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;- your life starts in the evening and ends in the early morning&lt;br /&gt;- you're not working&lt;br /&gt;- you barely have company&lt;br /&gt;- you wake up just to eat, go online, watch teevee, only to fall back asleep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- everyone else is trying to find work while you laze around in your room&lt;br /&gt;- your parents go out more than you, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even if it's just to go swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you fall asleep almost everywhere at home. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the toilet, the living room, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you scour around the house looking for food at 5am&lt;br /&gt;- you've been converted to a very homely person when you're actually not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- you havent yawned once when its already 6inthemorning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me right now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115791086493509421?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115783564103115674</id><published>2006-09-10T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money money money</title><content type='html'>ohmygod...&lt;br /&gt;its not even half a month yet and,&lt;br /&gt;i've already used up my allowance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*waves frantically at the sister*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holiday period is the worst time to save up&lt;br /&gt;simply because i keep spending&lt;br /&gt;and thats because its boring to just sit at home&lt;br /&gt;and the "calling" to just go out and have fun is just too great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeeeeeeed financial assistance right this second.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people watching is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; sex.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cannot stop myself from doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again,&lt;br /&gt;its quite fun to have someone to do it with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dearest apprentice,&lt;br /&gt;charmaine leow nenghui,&lt;br /&gt;you still have got a loooong way to go with that gaydar of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahahahahaahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momo on thursday was fun+crazy+disasterous&lt;br /&gt;all mixed well and served warm.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to ff who made the night revolve around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like that company,&lt;br /&gt;nic, nat, neng(char), and me.&lt;br /&gt;its quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and movie with them just now was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to be smart and take the NR7&lt;br /&gt;just because i felt like a long bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus,&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting beside weirdly dressed emo/punkrock (cheena version) couple&lt;br /&gt;and they were wearing those spiky cuffs and had piercings all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;of all kinds of people to see at 3 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats not the weird part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they started talking about gayboys trying to be goth,&lt;br /&gt;about some local band gossips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and because the bloody bus went on a worldtour before reaching pasir ris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had the time of their lives talking and laughing at stupid things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the bus was at tampines,&lt;br /&gt;they started talking about vampires!&lt;br /&gt;i was like... wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily the sister called all the way from france,&lt;br /&gt;and she entertained me over the phone for abit&lt;br /&gt;cos i might be going over there next weeek courtesy of dear darling sister!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i'm going, i'll be flying alone!&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and,&lt;br /&gt;with that money,&lt;br /&gt;i can buy like a hellll load of clothes and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;fffffffffffffffffffffffffff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115783564103115674?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115783564103115674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115783564103115674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115783564103115674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115783564103115674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/09/money-money-money.html' title='money money money'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115774981400788811</id><published>2006-09-09T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTN: ROZALEEN RAHMAN</title><content type='html'>to my dearest dearest sister,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you are.. italy or france or egypt,&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally done with your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;happy typing away all the stuff you do wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;for the family's reading pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way. if you forgot your blog address,&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;a href="http://distantraveller.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115774981400788811?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115774981400788811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115774981400788811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115774981400788811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115774981400788811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/09/attn-rozaleen-rahman.html' title='ATTN: ROZALEEN RAHMAN'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115722434523320509</id><published>2006-09-03T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love krunk :)</title><content type='html'>i'm sorry you guys have to be subjected&lt;br /&gt;to my face in this beautful post.&lt;br /&gt;but bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;there's beautful people in those pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:90%;" &gt;pics from &lt;a href="http://xoxocharms.livejournal.com"&gt;xoxocharms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KRUNK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and my ffacebff/colleague :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/6rezai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anthea.aaron.ffbff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/7antaaronme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;jill.charm.insignificantguy.anthea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/3jillmezaant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;i love the security friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/18merezafocal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;us with master/sensei khor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/19grp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;i love these work group/colleagues/friends :) of mine too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/25rezaantmeaaron.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;japboy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/17nicrezai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;she forced me to be her lover. so i am. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 485px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/1600/24rezame.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tmrw is detoxification day,&lt;br /&gt;sleep sleep sleep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;cos monday, is THE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photoshoot from 8 to 5.&lt;br /&gt;hah, and thats if everything's done on schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115715788447212563</id><published>2006-09-02T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my dearest BEAUTFUL friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;i have invites for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:120%;" &gt;SEVENTEEN's Annual Birthday Bash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(as in the magazine seventeen?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening this coming tuesday 7-10pm @ Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;Expected to dress in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:120%;" &gt;"Punk Rock Style"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minimum age entry is 16&lt;br /&gt;but its only for people with invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each invite admits two.&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me a ringadingding if you're hot and interested&lt;br /&gt;and i'll see how  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115715788447212563?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115715788447212563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115715788447212563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115715788447212563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115715788447212563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-dearest-beautful-friends.html' title='to my dearest BEAUTFUL friends'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115707094417362995</id><published>2006-09-01T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>krrrrrrr unk.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was plain love.&lt;br /&gt;seeing everyone back together&lt;br /&gt;just like how it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure love.&lt;br /&gt;:))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i slept quite abit.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today....&lt;br /&gt;is gonna be exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm to 6am&lt;br /&gt;of people watching people partying @ sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be dead wonderfully tiring and superbly fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can not wa it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dslr is in place hopefully right charmaine?!&lt;br /&gt;if the pay is fulfilling. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just have tooooo many &lt;s&gt;wants&lt;/s&gt;needs&lt;br /&gt;for our very own good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115707094417362995?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115707094417362995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115707094417362995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115707094417362995'/><link 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rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SHOUT&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SEDUCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:120%;"&gt;Pick anyone of those and get it done to/with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ME ME ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to  know more details about this 1/2 flea market and 1/2 dance party event!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and to buy the tickets of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.youthempire.com/uploads/edms/krunk2/images/edm2_01.gif" height="50" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.youthempire.com/uploads/edms/krunk2/images/edm2_02.gif" alt="" height="53" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115654794430263794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115654794430263794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115654794430263794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115628362340438569</id><published>2006-08-23T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;`*+ twistedementia. ][ enjoy the taste i leave in your mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:105%;"&gt; -ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;charms ; watch the sunrise, say your goodbyes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-CHARMAINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:105%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;4:58:07   AM&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that i'm a good kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;4:58:24   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:58:34   AM&lt;br /&gt;is that a sudden thought/feeeling ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:58:46   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha. so how come you say you're a good kisser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;4:58:53   AM&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:58:58   AM&lt;br /&gt;i just have the feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;4:59:13   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:59:34   AM&lt;br /&gt;we'll have to wait for ur future gf/bf's review on that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:59:49   AM&lt;br /&gt;k la. not bad, maybe you have kissable lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:00:02   AM&lt;br /&gt;nah. i can just kiss some person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:00:17   AM&lt;br /&gt;har ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00:26   AM&lt;br /&gt;you can jus kiss some person ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:01:00   AM&lt;br /&gt;some person who's in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:01:42   AM&lt;br /&gt;so you'll jus kiss any random person who needs one ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:01:43   AM&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:02:56   AM&lt;br /&gt;depends on how they look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:03:32   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:03:45   AM&lt;br /&gt;well well wont they be lucky thens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:03:46   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:04:05   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:08   AM&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:09   AM&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:10   AM&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; "4:59:49   AM nenghui@hotmail.com: k la. not bad, maybe you have kissable lips"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:14   AM&lt;br /&gt;i just read that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:15   AM&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:17   AM&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:23   AM&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have kissable lips?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:04:23   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha you did ? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:04:32   AM&lt;br /&gt;everyones lips are kissable you bimbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:105%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:04:36   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:04:55   AM&lt;br /&gt;NO. i believe that there are some who has more kissable lips than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:05:09   AM&lt;br /&gt;some can be quite :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:05:11   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:05:49   AM&lt;br /&gt;are you serious?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:06:04   AM&lt;br /&gt;yah im serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06:08   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06:48   AM&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i have talked abt this before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06:48   AM&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06:57   AM&lt;br /&gt;guys with thin lips ? not very kissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:07:04   AM&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:07:33   AM&lt;br /&gt;i thought thin lips makes some guys nicer looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:07:41   AM&lt;br /&gt;imagine having saggy lumps of lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:07:55   AM&lt;br /&gt;yea nice looking, but not kissable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:08:04   AM&lt;br /&gt;NOT SAGGY lumps of lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:08:11   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:08:30   AM&lt;br /&gt;nice looking but not kissable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:08:41   AM&lt;br /&gt;but surveys have shown that thin lips are not very kissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:08:52   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha the survey that we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:08:53   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:09:00   AM&lt;br /&gt;would you rather nice looking but not kissable or ugly looking but kissable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:09:44   AM&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09:49   AM&lt;br /&gt;that is reallly a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09:55   AM&lt;br /&gt;define ugly kips tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09:57   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09:59   AM&lt;br /&gt;lips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:10:11   AM&lt;br /&gt;i dont know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:10:29   AM&lt;br /&gt;i think.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:10:37   AM&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone who calls french toasts their lips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:10:42   AM&lt;br /&gt;i wld go for... ugly but kissable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:10:53   AM&lt;br /&gt;im sure lips CANT GO THAT WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:10:54   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:10:57   AM&lt;br /&gt;oh god. are you SERIOUS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:11:14   AM&lt;br /&gt;yes im serious ! ive thought hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:11:15   AM&lt;br /&gt;ugly but kissable?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:11:26   AM&lt;br /&gt;how ugly can someone's lips get !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:11:43   AM&lt;br /&gt;very?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:12:02   AM&lt;br /&gt;WELL i havent seen any guys lips THAT horrible lookin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12:08   AM&lt;br /&gt;so i'd go w the 2nd choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12:14   AM&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12:15   AM&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12:23   AM&lt;br /&gt;prolly go w the 1st from ur reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13:24   AM&lt;br /&gt;well i guessssssssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13:32   AM&lt;br /&gt;maybe it depends on the other half ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13:44   AM&lt;br /&gt;like... a thin lip girl and a thin lip guy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13:51   AM&lt;br /&gt;-thinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:13:52   AM&lt;br /&gt;what depends on the other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:13:58   AM&lt;br /&gt;noooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:14:08   AM&lt;br /&gt;i'm not thin lipped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:14:21   AM&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. im not talkin abt you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:14:25   AM&lt;br /&gt;im jus stating an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:14:31   AM&lt;br /&gt;so what am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:14:36   AM&lt;br /&gt;and yes you're not thin lipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:14:57   AM&lt;br /&gt;since maybe, i have kissable lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:15:14   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15:17   AM&lt;br /&gt;-nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15:22   AM&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15:29   AM&lt;br /&gt;hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:15:33   AM&lt;br /&gt;so what kind of lips do i have?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15:43   AM&lt;br /&gt;thin? french toasted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:16:54   AM&lt;br /&gt;mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:16:58   AM&lt;br /&gt;middleish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:17:26   AM&lt;br /&gt;i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:17:28   AM&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:20:26   AM&lt;br /&gt;middleish?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:20:30   AM&lt;br /&gt;wtf is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:105%;" &gt;5:21:00   AM&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:21:04    AM&lt;br /&gt;  it isnt too thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:21:10    AM&lt;br /&gt;  and its not too thick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:21:11    AM&lt;br /&gt;  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:105%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how we can stand each other 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;we have been seeing each other almost every single day&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2-3months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;we can still find topics to talk about in the middle of the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;albeit, stupid ones..&lt;br /&gt;but still.....&lt;br /&gt;we dont ever run out of things to talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that, i think,&lt;br /&gt;is an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes alot to be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;my close close friend. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it really does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115628362340438569?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115628362340438569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115628362340438569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115628362340438569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-style: italic;font-size:95%;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&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/16693928-115616337203334491?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115616337203334491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115616337203334491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115616337203334491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115616337203334491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-you-hahahahahahahahahahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115613225821680941</id><published>2006-08-21T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brighteners (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t39I-TJ-lpM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;oh. and please do ignore the last 2 seconds of the video. its &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;and me, shona and jac had this super cool video chat yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and we were all naked until shona's mom saw part of our conference&lt;br /&gt;then we had to scramble to put our clothes back on.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/Video%20Snapshot%20of%20Shona%2017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/Video%20Snapshot%20of%20Shona%2027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/Video%20Snapshot%20of%20Shona%2018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/Video%20Snapshot%20of%20Shona%2029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see  how retarded we can get sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;but i still like it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope we/our class wont get seperated next sem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115613225821680941?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115613225821680941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115613225821680941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115613225821680941'/><link rel='self' 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from &lt;a href="http://xoxocharms.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xoxocharms.livejournal.com"&gt;xoxocharms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the full story there :)&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/16693928-115587057810027306?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115587057810027306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115587057810027306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115587057810027306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115587057810027306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/senzaki-san.html' title='Senzaki-San'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115532078452079395</id><published>2006-08-12T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dust has only just begun to fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oil and marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;where pleasure moments hung before the take over,&lt;br /&gt;the sweeping insensitivity of this still life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;"&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;sorry shikin and farhana cos i couldnt come just now.&lt;br /&gt;next time, please include me in any of your plannings&lt;br /&gt;before you guys actually decide to go somewhere okay?&lt;br /&gt;instead of just telling me like after the whole event is set,&lt;br /&gt;and shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;i really need time out. with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;"&gt;school's becoming a bitchydamnedprincess.&lt;br /&gt;what with all the fuck that's happened, getting kicked out of class,&lt;br /&gt;and a possible debarment from exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not as if i want to come late every friday right?&lt;br /&gt;you people just didnt have the courtesy to plan your timetables to&lt;br /&gt;like fit in friday prayers for the muslim guys in cmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking fun fact of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every friday after prayers, if i come to class later than 2.15,&lt;br /&gt;(class starts at 2pm on the dot.)&lt;br /&gt;i'm marked as absent. even if friday prayers end late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you took it wrongly. really.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm trying my best to make the best out of things.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;it gets hard when i dont know anything that happens anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt help at all that its like that.&lt;br /&gt;but its not like i knew everything in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;i wish everything was like before...just make it better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115532078452079395?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115532078452079395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115532078452079395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115532078452079395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115532078452079395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/dust-has-only-just-begun-to-fall_12.html' title='the dust has only just begun to fall'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115516553725776730</id><published>2006-08-10T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm oh so bored.&lt;br /&gt;despite it being like 6.35am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and weird songs are getting back into my "favourites" playlist.&lt;br /&gt;from *Nsync to Craig David to Damien Rice to Rob Thomas to Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;to Daniel Beddingfield and.... you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;here's some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the secret garden of eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/sentosa3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my class(mates),&lt;br /&gt;i lovvvvee my medsoc group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/medsoc.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/medsoc3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/medsoc2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;look at the clouds from that window!&lt;br /&gt;i fucking swear thats real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115516553725776730?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115516553725776730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115516553725776730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115516553725776730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115516553725776730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-oh-so-bored_10.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115508616451167402</id><published>2006-08-09T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it becomes just for the sake of it.</title><content type='html'>everyone's becoming better looking as they grow up..&lt;br /&gt;saw charissa yesterday and she's like some pretty fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;the usual... its been a long time since we saw each other eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;today i shall do my photoshoot thingy for the poster and advertorial&lt;br /&gt;and printing must/should be done tmrw&lt;br /&gt;so mr bitchfit wouldnt like kick us out of class for the second time&lt;br /&gt;and that would mean editing and all that shit tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;there's fireworks tonight as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;what a dilemma of the century.&lt;br /&gt;fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people, even the best of friends&lt;br /&gt;change when they get close to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;just a thought, an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the title "bestfriend", is so subjective.&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also!&lt;br /&gt;i've been having speech problems..&lt;br /&gt;really bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like saying me thoo instead of me too.&lt;br /&gt;and mush instead of must.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot the one on anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some entertainment though.&lt;br /&gt;its more of a whole war actually... so yah.&lt;br /&gt;taken from &lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://xoxocharms.livejournal.com"&gt;xoxocharms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1kiQoRya3s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1kiQoRya3s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the fight. one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijoopboqjaA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijoopboqjaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the fight. two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPVppcdaFQQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FPVppcdaFQQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the fight. three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! speaking of randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;i&gt;danilah&lt;/i&gt; in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115508616451167402?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115508616451167402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115508616451167402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115508616451167402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115508616451167402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-it-becomes-just-for-sake-of-it.html' title='when it becomes just for the sake of it.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115461895517961034</id><published>2006-08-03T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's taking a toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning miserable every single day now.&lt;br /&gt;tons of projects, assignments, advertorials, posters, newsletters, . . .&lt;br /&gt;you name it. i'm fucking doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing presentation's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;3slides, 20 minutes, loads of stress.&lt;br /&gt;and surprsie surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fucker always have to ruin my days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauly....here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;newsfuckingletter's due tmrw and i'm supposed to edit all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;1 whole night of staying up and 1hour of sleep in 2 days is like a norm now.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun with char and shona at her house yesterday though.&lt;br /&gt;macs in the middle of the morn and all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neng,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like bleaching their brains right now.&lt;br /&gt;they are fucking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;that bloody fuck should just get like kicked out of school or something&lt;br /&gt;so no one can ever ever get to see him ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, its depressing to see people from different courses &lt;br /&gt;gathering in their very own big cca groups&lt;br /&gt;hanging out together while at the bus stop and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i can't be apart of that socialising thingy&lt;br /&gt;cos theres work and work and more work to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115461895517961034?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115445255591100079</id><published>2006-08-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the alleged lover.</title><content type='html'>hah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/alleged.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_62.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0596%20-%20Version%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115445255591100079?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115445255591100079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115445255591100079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115445255591100079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115445255591100079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/alleged-lover.html' title='the alleged lover.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115444757346194231</id><published>2006-08-01T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krunk!</title><content type='html'>any of you interested or wanna know more about this party/flea market,&lt;br /&gt;just tag that board over there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j163/charmleow/edm_market01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115444757346194231?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115444757346194231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115444757346194231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115444757346194231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115444757346194231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/08/krunk.html' title='Krunk!'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115395641493438378</id><published>2006-07-27T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my complete and total adoration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0759blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0762blog.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0783blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0765blog.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0768blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0770blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0780blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0779blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0793blog.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;you're possibly the sweetest so far&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know if things might go your way.&lt;br /&gt;and if they do&lt;br /&gt;then be prepared for a rollercoaster ride.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#990000" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115379921902764075</id><published>2006-07-25T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in our lives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000" size="7" face="Courier New, Courier, mono"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Rachel!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;i bet you didnt expect the surprise! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0666.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0676.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0688.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0691.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0692.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/IMG_0696.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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web summore okay. &lt;br /&gt;NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is an &lt;i&gt;italicized&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;red&lt;/font&gt; Sincere Apology&lt;br /&gt;for anything that i've ever done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly to "d guy that approached u..."&lt;br /&gt;and then to all my friends, &lt;br /&gt;family, &lt;br /&gt;and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000" size="6"&gt;I AM SORRY&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt;now i challenge anyone who dares  to lower their ego like that&lt;br /&gt;in the name of strengthening social ties in the&lt;br /&gt;goodwill of the heart for the society.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;heh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115289577748571755</id><published>2006-07-15T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want to start over again</title><content type='html'>i really really dont know what to feel anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;or what i'm feeling right now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's like so depressed with their own&lt;br /&gt;"days of our lives" episodes right now.&lt;br /&gt;everyone i hang out with at least. &lt;br /&gt;it seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish everyone would be more open.&lt;br /&gt;open open open open.&lt;br /&gt;so at least i wouldnt be left in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115264434425984738</id><published>2006-07-12T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sudden obsession</title><content type='html'>oh oh oh oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its not about ***emoboy charmaine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a &lt;i&gt;sudden obession&lt;/i&gt; with emofuckglymo blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;together with papillon by secret garden..&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been kaypoh-ing around people's blogs&lt;br /&gt;and i found this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sure, i did tell myself many tiems not to look back and move on, leave the past behind.&lt;br /&gt;however, i cant help but ponder over the fact how perfect my life was then, reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;about all the good times i once had, the good times we once shared and the many, many&lt;br /&gt;different experiences that somehow just felt right whenever im with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember vividly the times how i used to cheer you up. no matter how busy i was&lt;br /&gt;and if you were to give me a call, id make sure i was there for you - all the time. the little &lt;br /&gt;smiles i received from you just easily made my day. i didnt complain of the times we &lt;br /&gt;didnt get to stay out together nor did i complain about the times when you didnt feed me &lt;br /&gt;and only ate your portion. silly and impossible it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, thats probably what love is really all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone once told me love isnt being with the person you love 24/7 but being contended &lt;br /&gt;as long your loved one is happy. spending time with each other sure enhances feelings, &lt;br /&gt;but then again, how much can our physical being beat what lies buried beneath the one &lt;br /&gt;sole organ thats probably the only reason why we humans get to live. the constant beating &lt;br /&gt;of the heart in hand with the warmth of the blood coursing through our veins reminds us &lt;br /&gt;of how much we longed to be loved and how much we ourselves long to love. it reminds &lt;br /&gt;us that we're no more than just creatures who age as time passes and eventually die, &lt;br /&gt;creatures who never could beat the lightning speed of superman nor lift something as &lt;br /&gt;heavy as hulk could. we're definitely not machines with no feelings, nor mutants with &lt;br /&gt;supernatural power. we're merely what we call humans. the weakness we posses that &lt;br /&gt;never fails to disappoint us. the fears that resides in us that never fails to keep us ashore. &lt;br /&gt;and the tears filled with genuine feelings that never fails to fall when you lose someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the kisses, i miss the hugs. as absurd it sounds, i even miss spoiling you by always &lt;br /&gt;giving in to you. with that sincere and pure voice of yours which never failed to brighten &lt;br /&gt;me up. i remember how at times when you try to pacify me with me getting angry and &lt;br /&gt;you felt you never seem to succeed. but deep down, i was melted - completely. &lt;br /&gt;i really loved those times. sadly it never lasted though. it all came hitting back to me &lt;br /&gt;yesterday when this friend of mine actually celebrated his four years anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;marvellous i thought and never did he realise how much envy i had for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we could even last one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but neither do i want back the same mistakes i made. its all driving me up the wall. &lt;br /&gt;everything. even the loud ticking of the clock trips me out, i feel i am already ceasing to &lt;br /&gt;exist. like i said, i'm just a fool for another day. but at least i do know how my heart feels. &lt;br /&gt;despite all the tries to forget about the past months. i realise how much i still love you. &lt;br /&gt;till the extent more than words itself can even describe. if need be, id rid the world just &lt;br /&gt;to have you. thats how selfish youve made me become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i guess i'm pretty much over the fact of not being able to have what i want. &lt;br /&gt;although i'd rather the soft whispers in my ears and the warm cuddly hugs to the &lt;br /&gt;ordinary of the ordinary. then again, no one said it was illegal to have fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once im done fantasizing, ill be back to my old and boring lifestyle. who knows, an &lt;br /&gt;angel could be near. of course, only this time im definitely not placing any bets on it. time will tell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this other one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are 5 things you need to know," he told the pencil, &lt;br /&gt;"Before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, &lt;br /&gt;and you will become the best pencil you can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself &lt;br /&gt;to be held in Someone's hand." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, &lt;br /&gt;but you'll need it to become a better pencil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. &lt;br /&gt;No matter what the condition, you must continue to write."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box &lt;br /&gt;with purpose in its heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you. Always remember them and never forget. &lt;br /&gt;Continue the race with a strong heart, my friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;i think sometimes, unexpectedly,&lt;br /&gt;i just delve into a state of emotion thats really unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm almost always smiley-ish and shit...&lt;br /&gt;its just weiiird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is just werid today.&lt;br /&gt;i had a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;i&gt;total&lt;/i&gt; stranger by the way, &lt;br /&gt;smile at me, came up to me, and shook my hand in the "i'm a cool guy way"&lt;br /&gt;and said "see you!", leaving me puzzled at the school bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS THAT LA?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and char msged me to look at the full moon just when i was at my balcony&lt;br /&gt;looking at the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus...&lt;br /&gt;jacjac was complaining to me about how mcdelivery takes a zillion years to reach&lt;br /&gt;when the topic suddenly took a detour to how male cows are called bulls&lt;br /&gt;and the female ones are cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i dont think cows and bulls are from the same family.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wether male cows have "udders"&lt;br /&gt;which i think are the nipple-ish things where you squeeze the milk from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;total total total&lt;br /&gt;like totally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115264434425984738?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115264434425984738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115264434425984738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115264434425984738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115264434425984738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/07/sudden-obsession.html' title='a sudden obsession'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115183122627528801</id><published>2006-07-02T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the totally late post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/blogg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/friendster4i.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/friendster4i3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/friendster4i2.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" 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late post.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115142595028187244</id><published>2006-06-28T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/CK%20Be%203-.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/ck_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115142595028187244?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115142595028187244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115142595028187244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115142595028187244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115142595028187244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/lovely.html' title='lovely.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115127343318163862</id><published>2006-06-26T05:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>i got so so so bored&lt;br /&gt;i actually decided to go on blogs and friendster and stuff&lt;br /&gt;just so i can grab people's pictures and edit them.&lt;br /&gt;i love the people in the pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;a big thanks to those whose pictures i used.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/my%20girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/3043203096542l%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/P6220027edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/collage1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/collage%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i need to do is complete my 4 paged med soc assignment.&lt;br /&gt;the assignment is due in like 5hours.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm currently at lucky page number two after quite afew hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115127343318163862?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115127343318163862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115127343318163862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115127343318163862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115127343318163862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115078538438363440</id><published>2006-06-20T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood of the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/emoboy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115078538438363440?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115078538438363440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115078538438363440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115078538438363440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115078538438363440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/mood-of-day.html' title='mood of the day.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115041807408884638</id><published>2006-06-16T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am totally zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;after a bus ride from town all the way to tampines&lt;br /&gt;which took around an hour ++ and another 15mins ride home&lt;br /&gt;i'm really surprised that i didnt walk up and down the bus&lt;br /&gt;for like a freaking 10million times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm partially grateful to the lovely music&lt;br /&gt;on my shuffle. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate banana prata was good.&lt;br /&gt;company was nice.&lt;br /&gt;the talking part was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like...whats her face?&lt;br /&gt;Natalie? and mr kinky smile of a Scott?&lt;br /&gt;and of course, Charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;my one true love eh? hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the door bitch at butter was being such a door bitch&lt;br /&gt;i almost couldnt get in.&lt;br /&gt;she was such a freaking cb kay.&lt;br /&gt;if not for her indian friend who praised me for memorising like&lt;br /&gt;every bit of info on a mark christopher yeo soon huat's i/c,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'd have enjoyed any bit of yesterday night at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believe bryan didnt...&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;sg idol was quite okay cos we got "upgraded" to front row seats&lt;br /&gt;where all the crazy family and friends of joakim gomez were supposed to be at&lt;br /&gt;and seeing the cameras in action was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get to like work in the control room during a studio production&lt;br /&gt;and be in charge of the transitions and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;or or or! i can always be the floor manager!&lt;br /&gt;it seems really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;please go out with me later?&lt;br /&gt;syidah? shikin? nananisah? asroids?&lt;br /&gt;like all of you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115041807408884638?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115033400978035833</id><published>2006-06-15T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoooohaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;omg 5.45 at novena.&lt;br /&gt;how can i like reach there on time!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;novena sounds more like a 6.25&lt;br /&gt;and certainly not a 5.45!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sg idol later!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see the lights and cameras&lt;br /&gt;and all those nifty gadgets they use&lt;br /&gt;to control everything in the studio.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i was over at mediacorp was like.. last year or something&lt;br /&gt;which is like eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switches and buttons&lt;br /&gt;and flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;cameras and more cameras&lt;br /&gt;and people people people!&lt;br /&gt;i hope we get to go like behind the scenes as well&lt;br /&gt;but that most probably wont happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll try to get joakim guy to like&lt;br /&gt;errr..... kiss a napkin or something&lt;br /&gt;and i'll pass it to you eh Asri? you weirdofcuk.&lt;br /&gt;i WILL NOT beg for his autograph like you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i neeeeeeeeeeeed an ic to come my way.&lt;br /&gt;this is like turning into an addiction&lt;br /&gt;stop it charmaine! you're the main influence..&lt;br /&gt;stop tempting me to club club club!&lt;br /&gt;but whats it to you without me eh? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. my only love in life is photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyone should just give some photoshop lovin like...now!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cooooooool. just look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/dencharme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115033400978035833?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115033400978035833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115033400978035833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115033400978035833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115033400978035833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoooohaaaaaaaaa-omg-5.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115022276431353061</id><published>2006-06-14T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skip this entry. emofuck</title><content type='html'>i think its true what charmaine said&lt;br /&gt;no one can really comprehend me like perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;not even the closest of friends.&lt;br /&gt;thats what ms yati said to me once&lt;br /&gt;when she sat me down and talked to me face to face last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a person who will easily talk about how i feel&lt;br /&gt;about anything in general&lt;br /&gt;like i wont just sit down at the beach and&lt;br /&gt;tell even my best friend(s) like how i really feel about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why its hard to know what i'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;and in a way, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm usually smiley and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms yati was the one and only teacher i was really close to.&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason, she understood. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the post motivation-talk period where&lt;br /&gt;the whole of four-i would have ms yati motivational talk sessions&lt;br /&gt;the ones in class...&lt;br /&gt;when we had to reflect and stuff to keep ourselves on the "right path"&lt;br /&gt;and like everyone would like tear/cry and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;not really everyone, just a few of us..&lt;br /&gt;i miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when ms yati asked me to stay back&lt;br /&gt;and she said what she said. it like totally came as a shock&lt;br /&gt;cos no one ever said that to me before.&lt;br /&gt;and yah. she said something like&lt;br /&gt;"i dont even think your closest friends know whats happening inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what she said was worse than like&lt;br /&gt;anything ever cos i never really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;until now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papillon by secret garden is repeating for the&lt;br /&gt;288th time on itunes and i think thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ms yati. i miss "the gang".&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything emo-ish that we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;i miss tms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; fuck la. i need a super close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a super super superman/wonderwoman of a close friend&lt;br /&gt;someone i can talk to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;in school. outside school. about anything.&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i expect too much out of a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i think i always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;andithinkitsagoodthingthatnotalotofpeopleactuallyreadmybloghahaamorediscreetblogmakesabetter&lt;br /&gt;placetotypedownshitlikethisstupidthingsthatidonttalktoanyoneabout&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-115022276431353061?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/115022276431353061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=115022276431353061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115022276431353061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/115022276431353061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/skip-this-entry-emofuck.html' title='skip this entry. emofuck'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-115002024798412700</id><published>2006-06-11T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i should be formal-ish casual tmrw&lt;br /&gt;its a day where everyone should dress to kill.&lt;br /&gt;DRESS TO KILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT TO SEE GUYS IN SLIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;AND GIRLS IN SHORTS OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; unless its hot pants&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!!&lt;br /&gt;i soo can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainy days are so damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;cos i usually wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;like how i JUST woke up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parents went off to johor&lt;br /&gt;to send curly boy home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/iyul.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/iyul2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;and papillon is playing for the 180th time on itunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114997186764971317</id><published>2006-06-11T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i was at dxo for the lifestyle party thing with my sa lovers.. :D&lt;br /&gt;dancing my life away sounds much better than just&lt;br /&gt;sleeping it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm REALLY REALLY REALLY&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to butter factory.&lt;br /&gt;it better be great, if not, fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;better be...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;shikinyce.. i need the details of that mos thing.&lt;br /&gt;fast okay. i need to book myself for that day. &lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my totally racial harmony group,&lt;br /&gt;shona, jaclyn, rachel, charmaine.....&lt;br /&gt;we have to go out soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 4i gathering tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really super duper really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;from blur cock of a jason&lt;br /&gt;to the other blur cock of a sheng yuan&lt;br /&gt;to the can't close her mouth of a cheryl&lt;br /&gt;to the obese thing of a marissa.&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE OF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;BETTER GO OKAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four islam/intimacy/irresistable&lt;br /&gt;the memories are like never ending.&lt;br /&gt;i want to live through them once again&lt;br /&gt;make me younger make me younger!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114997186764971317?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114997186764971317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114997186764971317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114997186764971317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114997186764971317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wish-i-was-at-dxo-for-lifestyle.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114986954108421647</id><published>2006-06-09T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;keisha. keisha. k k keisha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;musa and vk should just get married la.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so high on the sad mood now&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the song from amelia's item.&lt;br /&gt;Papillon by Secret Garden&lt;br /&gt;its such a sad sad "makes me sad" kind of song,&lt;br /&gt;you cant miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlottttte&lt;br /&gt;i love you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i have to post up this pic okay. &lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/charlotte.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114986954108421647?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114961765993085864</id><published>2006-06-07T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not even halfway through journalism&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm only on the 2nd lect&lt;br /&gt;and there's like 10 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;fuck journ. i feel like scrubbing HIM till he's white.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and at this crucial studying period&lt;br /&gt;i'm suddenly thinking of male clubbers.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is with wearing long sleeve shirts?!&lt;br /&gt;i know its presentable and all but isnt it like hot?&lt;br /&gt;its like macham a god said thing that you must wear it kind of trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why bother getting all hot and sweaty in those shirts&lt;br /&gt;when everyone knows a vneck white tee&lt;br /&gt;has the same "photohop/makes me hotter" effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no charmaine. just an example okay. &lt;br /&gt;keep your panties on. &lt;i&gt;copyright shona&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i'm starting to like my dance item.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it turns out fine or rather, superb. soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i'm back in temasek.&lt;br /&gt;all those happy times. i sort of miss too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114961765993085864?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114961765993085864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114961765993085864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114961765993085864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114961765993085864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-not-even-halfway-through-journalism.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114940361391024601</id><published>2006-06-04T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos hop.</title><content type='html'>i think photoshop has its pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. i'm grateful for it obviously :)&lt;br /&gt;goodbye shiny tzones and pimples and eyebags&lt;br /&gt;and anything unglam.&lt;br /&gt;an exmple of it i shall show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/DSC01062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, normal people who come across this picture&lt;br /&gt;will think, "well... there's nothing wrong here whattt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but those who've experienced the wonders of photoshop,&lt;br /&gt;or in this case, those who actually have SIBLINGS who learn about the software in school,&lt;br /&gt;will have their hands itchy to get the picture edited.&lt;br /&gt;like, "get those ewwish looking lines off my face" kind of thing?&lt;br /&gt;"and make me look sexier while you're at it!"&lt;br /&gt;so they'd look something like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/400/DSC01062edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorry chioubu of a sister.&lt;br /&gt;my fingers were itchy to blog about you.&lt;br /&gt;see! i miss you so much. i did one whole post on you :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then,&lt;br /&gt;photoshop = pretty pictures&lt;br /&gt;photoshop = no ugly faces&lt;br /&gt;no ugly faces = no fun on friendster/blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW NOW?!?! HOW TO LIVE LIKE THIS?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114940361391024601?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114940361391024601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114940361391024601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114940361391024601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114940361391024601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/photos-hop.html' title='photos hop.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114932307259900097</id><published>2006-06-03T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long.&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;every single day is like a replay of Days of Our Lives.&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever slows down.&lt;br /&gt;everything happens in an instant and nothing ever stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been tilted to one side lately,&lt;br /&gt;i need to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;be on the neutral side. again.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found great friends&lt;br /&gt;yet i hope the old ones remain&lt;br /&gt;and not even one day will come&lt;br /&gt;when i'll have none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to know&lt;br /&gt;just to hear me out&lt;br /&gt;and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how we used to be so open&lt;br /&gt;discussing anything thats fucked up&lt;br /&gt;at the beach, in classes&lt;br /&gt;and anywhere we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly school doesnt feel like it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, its me,&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i'm just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wish i'd get to know everyone better, faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has become a boring pop song&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's singing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/CIMG10091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%2068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20187.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20194.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20186.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20214.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20226.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/bryanboyfinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/28052006%28008%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/us2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/us.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:crosshair;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4217/725/320/Photo%20112.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114932307259900097?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114932307259900097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114932307259900097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114932307259900097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114932307259900097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114720315929958743</id><published>2006-05-10T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hiatus. for now.</title><content type='html'>i'll be back to update in ahwile.&lt;br /&gt;i have really really interesting stuff! heh heh... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114720315929958743?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114720315929958743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114720315929958743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114720315929958743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114720315929958743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-hiatus-for-now_10.html' title='on hiatus. for now.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114688852386867762</id><published>2006-05-06T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's always something in the way...</title><content type='html'>Ohmygock!&lt;br /&gt;that's soooo over-rated now... really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and herzi,&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reason that made you think&lt;br /&gt;i got inspired to repeat that to my oh-so-darling friends,&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't because i heard an "ohmygawd!" shriek coming&lt;br /&gt;from you aiggggghhhhhhhhhhht.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who think i like saying ohmygock! for the&lt;br /&gt;joy of it all, it really isn't because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;who would enjoy saying that?!&lt;br /&gt;its effing irritating la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really actually because i have a thing for self-irritation...&lt;br /&gt;the feeling i experience from constant&lt;br /&gt;self-irritation is superbly orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; it. :)&lt;br /&gt;and i have to emphasize the &lt;strong&gt;self&lt;/strong&gt; in self-irritation cos&lt;br /&gt;i get annoyed by stupid people trying to irritate others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my class.&lt;br /&gt;i think most of us can click pretty well with each other.&lt;br /&gt;and i love my monkman too! :D hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has been pretty fun in school.&lt;br /&gt;constant gossiping and ramblings&lt;br /&gt;about &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt;, lecturers and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class is never boring la&lt;br /&gt;what with bryan's bitchy side&lt;br /&gt;and beezer's emoself and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get to know them more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'm always happycheeryhappyhappy. :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gay. (pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it scares me to think,&lt;br /&gt;that you could find takers,&lt;br /&gt;other than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114688852386867762?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114688852386867762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114688852386867762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114688852386867762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114688852386867762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/05/theres-always-something-in-way.html' title='there&apos;s always something in the way...'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114646602530943509</id><published>2006-05-01T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i worry i won't see your face..</title><content type='html'>i'm really really really too pissed off with my comp&lt;br /&gt;to even write a post long enough to keep&lt;br /&gt;everyone entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna wait till i get my laptop&lt;br /&gt;then i can finally talk my heart out on msn&lt;br /&gt;and post all the nonsensical stuff that has been going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna post some pics here&lt;br /&gt;to cover for my "absence". heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. i met someone nice whom i think i've seen before who's really nice..&lt;br /&gt;hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;who knew surprises could be this good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i sound like a freaking stalker cikopek shit&lt;br /&gt;when i don't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;and i tend to scare people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; and i collide&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: crosshair; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/IMG_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: crosshair; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/IMG_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(♥ &lt;em&gt;corinne chow m.i.a&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/16693928-114646602530943509?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114646602530943509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114646602530943509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114646602530943509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114646602530943509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-worry-i-wont-see-your-face.html' title='i worry i won&apos;t see your face..'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/th_IMG_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114482882592047933</id><published>2006-04-12T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god.&lt;br /&gt;my own mom is driving me INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;insane, bonkers, nuts, agitated, irritated. you name it, she makes it all happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she scolded me and gave me the cold shoulder&lt;br /&gt;just because i used the steamer&lt;br /&gt;instead of the plain ol' iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reason?&lt;br /&gt;the steamer uses steam, therefore uses much more current&lt;br /&gt;compared to the iron. and since i dont help with the bills,&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't use the steamer so as not to waste electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the $#&amp;amp;% of a reasoning is that?!&lt;br /&gt;like hello?!&lt;br /&gt;the iron we have uses water to be turned to steam&lt;br /&gt;to iron clothes too!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;god. tolong saya. bantu saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she turns small puny things into&lt;br /&gt;BIG HUMONGOUS PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when i was small,&lt;br /&gt;i thought aunt agony solved acne related problems.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think i used to laugh to myself whenever i came across&lt;br /&gt;"dear aunt agony"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been totally cheated of my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news,&lt;br /&gt;i have been really really really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;worse than anything you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep from evening to morning to evening&lt;br /&gt;and still feel sleepy&lt;br /&gt;waking up just to eat, drink, go online&lt;br /&gt;and i can just doze off right here infront of my lcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am too lazy to resize and edit anymore pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt be bothered to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY BLOG IS A BORING MAZE OF WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for now that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wake up when the sister wants to go out.&lt;br /&gt;sister going out = shopping.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i'm not lazy to follow the sister around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact i love it.&lt;br /&gt;i love/lurbe/heart my darling sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think only she can make me get out of bed,&lt;br /&gt;into the bathroom,&lt;br /&gt;and out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah selamatkan kamu rozaleen abdul rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loosely translates to God protect you rozaleen abdul rahman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114482882592047933?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114482882592047933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114482882592047933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114482882592047933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114482882592047933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-god.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114339062869771584</id><published>2006-03-27T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks chow!Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bolded ones are those that applies to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't watch tv these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i own lots of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been in a threesome. (sure. grinding each other in a club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. (yah. like what relationship?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe honesty is usually the best policy. (nahhh. i prefer to lie for the greater good..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i curse sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed mentally a lot over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (sometimes might just be the understatement of the year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd get plastic surgery if it was 100% safe, scar and cost-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (who wouldnt?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love sushi. (i almost puked the first and last time i tried it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i talk really, really fast.&lt;/strong&gt; (when i'm trying to hide something :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have long hair. (i've been pretending to have it all my life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have at least one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/strong&gt; (i use dance as an excuse :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i couldn't survive without caller id.&lt;/strong&gt; (i still can't actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am usually pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt; (alot, isnt possibly the most exact word to use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a hidden talent.&lt;/strong&gt; (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot of friends.&lt;/strong&gt; (that doesn't include the aunties and nyonyas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am currently single.&lt;/strong&gt; (currently? more like always/constantly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt; (pecked is just a minor description of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(my balls can breathe in them!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy window shopping. &lt;/strong&gt;(with a select few)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't hate anyone. i abhore them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i watch mtv on a daily basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've rejected someone before. &lt;/strong&gt;(a stalker to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt; (a bachelor with children maybe?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot to learn. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt; (definitely! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would die for my best friends. (thats just plain stupid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy at this moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am punk rockish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am preppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tie my shoelaces differently from anyone else i've ever met.&lt;/strong&gt; (mine is in a dysfunctional random order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i am comfortable with who i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk barefoot whenever i can. (eeeew. try the public toilets then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think water rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall for the &lt;em&gt;worst&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(judged on a case-by case basis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can pick things up with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have every journal i've ever written in.&lt;/strong&gt; (and they are allll incomplete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a tea junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will collect anything, the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm an artist.&lt;/strong&gt; (of course i am! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt; (my room is a place of freedom of creativity. hah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like a person of the same sex. (more like people. i like the opposite sex too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being happy. (being happy all the time is sooooo boring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/16693928-114339062869771584?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114339062869771584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114339062869771584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114339062869771584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114339062869771584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/thanks-chowwow.html' title='thanks chow!Wow.'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114331845157767727</id><published>2006-03-26T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hookypooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my mom is a hooker!&lt;br /&gt;she hoooked me on the second season of The OC!&lt;br /&gt;make that part of it.&lt;br /&gt;which equates to 12 episodes of it in the middle of the night!&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seth obviously still does like summer,&lt;br /&gt;who's now in a relationship with weird dorky guy i forgot his name&lt;br /&gt;but i think summer still has feelings for seth too&lt;br /&gt;which is heart awwwwing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and marissa is with alex (a girl)&lt;br /&gt;which is just plain wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i still do think gay(men) couples look more convincing,&lt;br /&gt;passionate about each other,&lt;br /&gt;and better yet, sweet!&lt;br /&gt;compared to lesbian couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think.&lt;br /&gt;ryan might still have feelings for marissa.&lt;br /&gt;which in conclusion of this all,&lt;br /&gt;they should get back together in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy endings make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seth not getting back with the girl he's still secretly in love with&lt;br /&gt;who's now with another guy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST MAKES ME WANT TO KILL MYSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for obvious reasons of course :) heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how tv shows can just breakdown&lt;br /&gt;the egoism of MANkind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;by mankind i meant, me of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;whats worst off is that,&lt;br /&gt;collide by howie day on repeat doesn't help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm tangled up in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114331845157767727?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114331845157767727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114331845157767727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114331845157767727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114331845157767727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/hookypooky_26.html' title='hookypooky'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114306441428362119</id><published>2006-03-23T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'm sooo bored.&lt;br /&gt;and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE HAD NOTHING TO DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the past month,&lt;br /&gt;and add one more month to that till term starts for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore,&lt;br /&gt;i've been meddling with photoshop again!&lt;br /&gt;and lookie look look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instant tanning for corinne.&lt;br /&gt;super doll like &lt;strong&gt;unrecognisable features&lt;/strong&gt; gone wrong for Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;and xiaoNiu.&lt;br /&gt;and jilyng.&lt;br /&gt;and ewwwwwwwwwwwwwish me :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: crosshair; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/airbrushed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114306441428362119?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114306441428362119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114306441428362119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114306441428362119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114306441428362119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/th_airbrushed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114296946924130926</id><published>2006-03-22T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i am quite amazed by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know?&lt;br /&gt;she never had any other boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;apart from my dad?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's real commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite having a body of a stick insect,&lt;br /&gt;and having the face of a skinny ass supermodel,&lt;br /&gt;with tons of guys falling for her,&lt;br /&gt;worshipping the ground that she graced,&lt;br /&gt;dear mother &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; did hook up with any one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until mr abdul rahman came&lt;br /&gt;and swept her off her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;what a sweet old romantic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my night (tonight)&lt;br /&gt;learning how to airbrush things on photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually, to achieve smooth looking doll-like faces in pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from that, i got a fake looking us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: crosshair; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/airbrushed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;and have i ever told anyone that i'm interested&lt;br /&gt;to learn ballet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;REZA IS INTERESTED IN BALLET?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. mock me behind my back&lt;br /&gt;you group of unsupportive hunchbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be equipped with the&lt;br /&gt;gracefulness and the technique thats unique to&lt;br /&gt;ballet dancers! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gives the "i'm dreaming of something big" look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.svenbudelmann.com/Movies/Movies2004/Rolex.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clip for example. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thanks chowWOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that,&lt;br /&gt;my absence from this site can be explained&lt;br /&gt;in whole by the recent activities at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twistedementia.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;twistedementia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*click me click me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114296946924130926?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114296946924130926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114296946924130926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114296946924130926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114296946924130926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/th_airbrushed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114229108277234121</id><published>2006-03-14T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought this was funnily stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot where i ripped it from though.&lt;br /&gt;blog hopping is seriously addictive.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC Jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many RJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: 4 whole faculties. One fac to design the new bulb, one fac to test it out, one fac to market it and one guy to write a stupid Email about lightbulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many HCJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: The whole school.....to compete with RJC.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many VJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: The whole school.......one to screw it in and the rest to cheer and wave flags and banners to give him/her support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many NJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: NO LIGHT STILL CAN STUDY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many AJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: They're too busy trying to be one of the top 5 JCs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many ACJC students does it take to change lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None......they use all their money to employ YJC to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many YJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None.....only one teacher to tell them what a lightbulb is in the first place and to demonstrate (how do you think they're able to change it for AC?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many CJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: They'd prefer it darker.......... (hmmm...*raise eyebrow*)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many JJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None......Their physics is so bad that they make the male teacher cry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many TPJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: Would they bother??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many MJC students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None.They're too busy studying. trying not to get expelled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many SAJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None.....they believe in praying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many NYJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None.....they are still using oil lamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many SRJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: Huh, wat litebarb ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many IJC students does it take to change a lightbulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They're more worried about the about-to-drop-fans in the learning studios instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many MI students does it take to change the lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They think they are very bright already....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114229108277234121?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114229108277234121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114229108277234121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114229108277234121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114229108277234121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-thought-this-was-funnily-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114228665608136927</id><published>2006-03-14T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Scent-aur       ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love you dear egyptian sister of mine!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited,&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to pick you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the 5th of april eh!?&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;i shall make a longer wishlist. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*the joy of having a lovely sister*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i was bloghopping as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and i found something that tickled me.&lt;br /&gt;every part of me.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop laughing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;choke, medical checkup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, drink water.. kena sumting sharp&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my throat.. ( T _ T )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(''0 o 0''') i was shocked and duno wat to do!&lt;br /&gt;wats tat?! fishbone?! cant take out hw?!&lt;br /&gt;i cried 4 help mama, sis, crazy dog all crowd around me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama so shocked, 'hah???!!! wat happen?!!!?? choke arh?!!?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis, 'jus drink more water and swallow it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy dog, 'hah? wat happen? the bottle nvr wash clean arh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three different reactions, ha. in the end, follow my sis advice, relief..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked and cry.. wat a suai morning..&lt;br /&gt;its the 'thing' my mama use it to clean the bottle stuck in my bottle,&lt;br /&gt;nvr take out.. so sharp.. really lyk fishbone, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den go medical checkup. 1st. xray. need to take off my clothes and bra,&lt;br /&gt;change to a big jumpsuit, felt so insecure u koe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den eyesight test, colour vision test,&lt;br /&gt;height and weight, den urine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she give me a sum kind lyk a litmus paper&lt;br /&gt;and ask me go shhshh and pass through the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blur???? hw to pass through it?! den haha, i aim properly lor,&lt;br /&gt;success, luckily my shhshh a lot, gt more chance to aim properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den now the blood pressure test.. 2 times,&lt;br /&gt;'girl, ur blood pressure is so low u koe, did u ate breakfast?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos gt la, 3 breads and a big cup of milk leh, auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u koe she ask me wat 2 do? 'u go walk fast fast back&lt;br /&gt;and forth from the end of the clinic to the other end and cum&lt;br /&gt;back', damn long u koe the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siao bo! the clinic so many pple u koe! wait pple tink i siao arh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my clever decision. i went to the quiet staircase and ran&lt;br /&gt;up and dwn umpteen times. my sis stood there and watched me&lt;br /&gt;went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'not bad! improve!' and its 90.. aee.. low hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the doctor told me, ' gal, u must eat&lt;br /&gt;more, u koe, eat more vegetables, fruits, and fish! fish is good 4 u.. u can&lt;br /&gt;watch tv and eat potatoes chips u koe, can drink sprite&lt;br /&gt;oso.., chocolates! oso not bad arh.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a doctor?! ok, ht, 159, wt 37.4, BMI 14.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... thinking of her advice.. but i really dun dare to eat so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;her spelling for "know" is so screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;that its not even "knw" or "knoe" or "noe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its freaking "koe" !!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the urine test part.&lt;br /&gt;freaking hilarious la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not looking forward to my medical check up already.&lt;br /&gt;what with the freaking shhshh test,&lt;br /&gt;having to &lt;em&gt;aim properly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnesss.&lt;br /&gt;enrolment letter.&lt;br /&gt;where art thou?! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114228665608136927?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114228665608136927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114228665608136927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114228665608136927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114228665608136927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-scent-aur-d.html' title='Sweet Scent-aur       ;D'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114201846119454299</id><published>2006-03-11T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i have so many wants as of now.&lt;br /&gt;my wanted list is soooo long,&lt;br /&gt;if it was a dick,&lt;br /&gt;it'll poke you and re-appear at the openning&lt;br /&gt;of your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. good analogy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is that even an analogy to begin with?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;BIG HINT TO THE SISTER AT EGYPT HERE&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(click on the pictures!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 on my list would definitely be..........&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     a MacBook Pro.&lt;br /&gt;     all 15.4" of it.&lt;br /&gt;     (i'd love anyone who gets it for me forever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/singaporestore.woa/80306/wo/nwdZTc1CwqnE2YCevfv19FsoqTJ/0.SLID?nclm=MacBookPro&amp;mco=323CC75"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/macbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - to farhana's parents.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE do get her this. A.S.A.P.&lt;br /&gt;(she needs it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/singaporestore.woa/80106/wo/Kg14XOWy0MvF2Ar3s2c1qBfhdjM/0.SLID?nclm=iBook&amp;mco=72CC5F1B"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/ibook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll update with more things from my wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;i need to take more pictures of them!&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114201846119454299?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114201846119454299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114201846119454299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114201846119454299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114201846119454299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-so-many-wants-as-of-now.html' title=''/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a17/fre3styla/Personal%20Stuff/th_macbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114201803337225170</id><published>2006-03-11T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mooooseeeeyyy</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;here's a post dedicated&lt;br /&gt;solely to musa's nicknames. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha. his smiley has a double chin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musang (fox in malay)&lt;br /&gt;misai (moustache in malay)&lt;br /&gt;samusang&lt;br /&gt;samosa(a type of kueh)&lt;br /&gt;mosa(murderer in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;samu(muthusami's friend)&lt;br /&gt;miusa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;it was funny at that instance.&lt;br /&gt;for like 10minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114201517040332850</id><published>2006-03-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jilyn Tea Cup :D:D:D:D:D:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday to You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ah Mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SuperStar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jilyn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happeee 18th Birfday to Euuuuuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Being Legal.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&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/16693928-114201517040332850?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114201517040332850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114201517040332850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114201517040332850'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aka &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dancingupastorm.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dancingupastorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BEING LEGAL. :D&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE NOW OFFICIALLY 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you're old for that matter..heh.&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/16693928-114157430432571056?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114157430432571056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114157430432571056' title='0 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%$#!!?* screwed la.&lt;br /&gt;which means i cant post nice pictures&lt;br /&gt;because i cant even upload them into my own folders.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm stuck in my sister's account&lt;br /&gt;since everything here works perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please go away you BUGger. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially out of sa.&lt;br /&gt;since 3rd of march 2006.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a freaky friday.&lt;br /&gt;sad sad day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who made my stay in SA superb!&lt;br /&gt;including weirdos like corrine wong, jilyn chow, charlote tee, etc.&lt;br /&gt;bitching partners like muser, amsani, etc.&lt;br /&gt;even people whom i smiled at randomly! like baldwin, the security guard, etc.&lt;br /&gt;and of course. 06s24, MCS, og27 and SAJCDanceSociety. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures coming up reallllll sooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;loads of them to post up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;apart from raudah, kelvin, sheng yuan, charmaine, munah, karmila and lubna&lt;br /&gt;going to tp!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP people. please do tag.&lt;br /&gt;especially those in communications and media management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be alone and insecure when term starts.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like not knowing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corinne chow just went offline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i kept you up so late.&lt;br /&gt;i was too engrossed talking to you&lt;br /&gt;that i didnt even notice its 3.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish SA was a public institute&lt;br /&gt;where visitors can just walk in and out&lt;br /&gt;and participate and be apart of the ccas there&lt;br /&gt;without having to be a student of the school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'd still have a chance to give frequent surprise visits&lt;br /&gt;to the fruit stall and roti prata aunties!&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;join the dancers and be happy dancing and doing crazy things&lt;br /&gt;with the girls. and guy(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and the eyecandies.&lt;br /&gt;you wouldnt believe your ears if you heard me rattling off&lt;br /&gt;who they are.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musa!&lt;br /&gt;party at whynot!&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine the dancers in there creating havoc. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and mrs lim will make another announcement to the whole school&lt;br /&gt;about dancers bringing shame to the school by wearing their sch uni&lt;br /&gt;in such a place. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think term starts on the 24th of April.&lt;br /&gt;which is a freaking long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;and i ahve absolutely nothing to do till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except maybe i can rot my butt on this chair&lt;br /&gt;trying to figure out how to pretty-cise my lj.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to make it a photo blog thingy.&lt;br /&gt;the idea is cool.&lt;br /&gt;thanks cocochow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help anyone?&lt;br /&gt;make my lj photo journal dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'm plain lazy these days.&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep for 12hours straight and still laze around the house&lt;br /&gt;and think its normal.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;somebody spank me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please.&lt;br /&gt;if you guys tag.&lt;br /&gt;insert your REAL name.&lt;br /&gt;unless i already know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;eg. charmystique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from them,&lt;br /&gt;people with names like anon or secret admirer,&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt really work for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because then, if i really dont know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;we can get to know each other!&lt;br /&gt;and i can have a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;which is quite exciting.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your history is mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16693928-114150236782086586?l=escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/feeds/114150236782086586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16693928&amp;postID=114150236782086586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114150236782086586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16693928/posts/default/114150236782086586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escapeintothemusic.blogspot.com/2006/03/early-morning-syndrome.html' title='the early morning syndrome'/><author><name>r</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16693928.post-114094731393947887</id><published>2006-02-26T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:26:30.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our prayer at the back, i cant forget.</title><content type='html'>i'm soooo soooo soooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be seating on one of the seats,&lt;br /&gt;with my videocam ready, wearing green and white.&lt;br /&gt;cheering my lungs out for you guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: please remember to give me a vip ticket or something.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saint-Sation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1st of April.&lt;br /&gt;University Cultural Centre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MARK THAT DOWN ON YOUR CALENDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who supported us in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the 4 huge and lovely sunflowers. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the opportunity to be able to dance with great great people.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for taking the effort to learn my preferred genre of dance.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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