<?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-4209692223104831922</id><updated>2011-07-29T12:49:42.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the state of being deluded</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7040302825959528841</id><published>2010-01-27T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:48:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;STRONG&gt;A tad hard.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt; Head's heavy. Heart's hard.&lt;BR&gt; Body's weary. 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2010/01/tad-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7363784402610234833</id><published>2010-01-27T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:41:03.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misguided Mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misguided Mind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to wonder why is that people make such statements with ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As if they have truly experience or understand everybody else’s lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always think to myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How ignorant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How hypocritical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then again, so am I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, I judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has just been annoying me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That the closest people to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seem to fail me when I really needed to them to come through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wished that with age comes maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sadly and sorely mistaken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You, older, should stop sprouting insensitive things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thinking that you’re right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Belittling others for you own sadistic ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You feel pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So do others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&gt;You feel the world is lush and happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please take a look at what’s going around more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, to each his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may lead a beautiful life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever comes at you, you take in your stride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But please do not use your world and impose those standards on other people’s world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Especially by making those careless and thoughtless statements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What you see is not what I see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And not necessarily what someone else sees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don’t fool yourselves that the person who agrees with you all the time is the closest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the ones who tell you otherwise should be your enemy then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I simply can’t be bothered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can’t be bothered to tell you off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many of you off, in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It would be a waste of my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I would like to spare myself of some anguish I might face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We would always compare ourselves with the people who lead better lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I see my life in comparison to many others out there who still continue to suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I might want to re-evaluate myself sometime now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Especially when my state of mind is not as high and flighty as when usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I lost many parts of myself during the process of pursuing selfish things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am plainly that now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I haven’t lost my compassion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope insensible writings like that would cease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are just evidence of how little you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of how naïve you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Now I'm told that this is life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And pain is just a simple compromise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we can get what we want out of it”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Paramore; Misguided Ghosts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4209692223104831922-7363784402610234833?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7363784402610234833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7363784402610234833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7363784402610234833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7363784402610234833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2010/01/misguided-mind.html' title='Misguided Mind.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-207240896347697191</id><published>2009-12-19T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:49:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No I Don't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;No I Don't.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Instead, it comes, it will be pass me by. I shall fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Rough it out. Immerse in it. Be glad, be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Have regrets, be hateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;I'll get through this and still know what is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-207240896347697191?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/207240896347697191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=207240896347697191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/207240896347697191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/207240896347697191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-i-dont.html' title='No I Don&apos;t.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8351521558973679633</id><published>2009-12-19T04:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:46:20.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining Point.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defining Point.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It’s been so long since I actually said anything here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25 September, the last post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’ve got quite a few things to fill in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything is gonna come at random,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don’t expect any connection what so ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have finished by Final Year Project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Which I have to say was a bitch and I’m glad it’s out of my system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I watched New Moon this year again with my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I actually had a lot of fun this year and I look forward to the next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There has been this encounter which I wish I did not put myself in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cuz it seriously traumatized me, like mentally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall forget it after this. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It seems my house won’t welcome anyone for Christmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Looking its current sorry state.. Hmmm. Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to OSchool’s Recital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And was only thoroughly mesmerized by the popping routines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let’s see, a new café opened up in my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And while time in school is still ongoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’ll make sure to eat there, everyday. Probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ann came back to Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I’ve been out with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gambling. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But she may be pissed with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God knows why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sihui’s baby was born on Nov 4 ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cute lil bun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to visit my girl soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See Jiemin soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meet the Chinese gang soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cuz I am actually beginning to feel a lil afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come the day that I will have to serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’ll be entering NS soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Excited? Yes Scared? Out of my wits, hell yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;February 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I don’t even know if Christmas or my birthday will be worth any celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m actually planning to skip it all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cuz, usually it’s my call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I don’t say anything, it’ll fly by with just a dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At a coffeeshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m actually hoping for a big celebration, secretly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Not so secret anymore, huh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But the more I think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m not ready for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m not ready for my birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And all I can think about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is what to anticipate when I go in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And what to do should graduation come by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I see why boys hate NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thrown in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Away from everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Except for your comrades of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Worst thing or last thing to happen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I start forgetting everything important &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That IS to me now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will be then WAS to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m here to remind myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That I treasure people close to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I always seem as if I can’t be bothered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don’t like to take initiatives and seldom do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When it comes to social matters, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I thought the difficult part was over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When all these dates are waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can’t help but worry just a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do I say goodbye to everything I started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just when I found the courage to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sooner or later I’ll find myself left in the lurch to start everything anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Should I start avoiding celebrations altogether to prepare myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Significantly insignificant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always talk about running away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can I seriously run away this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4209692223104831922-8351521558973679633?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8351521558973679633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8351521558973679633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8351521558973679633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8351521558973679633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/12/defining-point_1764.html' title='Defining Point.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-398311152213740235</id><published>2009-09-25T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:02:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrocardiograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Electrocardiograph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just read Ryan’s blog&lt;br /&gt;And to future self:&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is a breakdancer who you were very fond of..&lt;br /&gt;And at this point of time,&lt;br /&gt;You prefer Dominic whom you probably have forgotten or grew tire of&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he’s a breakdancer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea, I’ve just realized something&lt;br /&gt;How could one so detail-y and meticulous-y keep record of all those moments in life?&lt;br /&gt;And to boot, have fantastic pictures to tell stories.&lt;br /&gt;I am in awe and yet I am envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so yea, here again, I just feel smaller than what life should really feel like&lt;br /&gt;Still, I still feel trapped&lt;br /&gt;And God knows why cause&lt;br /&gt;As much as I try to make it all out&lt;br /&gt;And guess my reasons&lt;br /&gt;I still don’t know if they ever come close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I am really sure of&lt;br /&gt;Is that I don’t belong here&lt;br /&gt;My heart is always telling me something else&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have nestled into ideas of plain comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been hell&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it’s just another battle.&lt;br /&gt;I can only pretend to be oblivious&lt;br /&gt;And help in little ways I can&lt;br /&gt;Sure I make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get more shit than I deserve for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;I WAS angry, now disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;In myself and you&lt;br /&gt;I do understand why you have to publically express your displeasure&lt;br /&gt;You’re sad? I’m hurt.&lt;br /&gt;It clearly says that my remorse does not account for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same situations.&lt;br /&gt;They always say same shit different day right. Yup, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;They never change because I shoulder the burden in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m only human.&lt;br /&gt;And there is my fault,&lt;br /&gt;I am someone, who probably needs to make effort in being nice to people.&lt;br /&gt;And be straight with people&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess everything needs effort.&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I want look at myself&lt;br /&gt;And stare at regret in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be damned if I don’t become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, I really do need to make extra efforts for thinking about others before myself&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t come easy for me, well maybe I guess..&lt;br /&gt;I was built like that, selfish.&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to see myself so,&lt;br /&gt;And to watch others,&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely devote themselves to sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;Makes choke with shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laughter don’t come easy anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember a stranger told me:&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;And don’t let what people say affect&lt;br /&gt;Just go ahead and do what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy by choice&lt;br /&gt;But I will not forget that void growing, until..&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand and find that something&lt;br /&gt;That God knows, and my heart urges me to do.&lt;br /&gt;Perharps, I can turn back and tell my own stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;To this moment&lt;br /&gt;Like the electric pulses flowing through the heart&lt;br /&gt;Just measured on paper.&lt;br /&gt;I shall find the pinnacle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that I will be compassionate&lt;br /&gt;And remain passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll reduce myself to feel whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer:&lt;br /&gt;To find hope, the will and the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-398311152213740235?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/398311152213740235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=398311152213740235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/398311152213740235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/398311152213740235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/09/electrocardiograph.html' title='Electrocardiograph'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-9083597366542392713</id><published>2009-09-24T03:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T04:29:08.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have this CRUSH, BLUSH, sugar RUSH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have this CRUSH, BLUSH, sugar RUSH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't changed,&lt;br /&gt;And I still admire people who possess talents,&lt;br /&gt;I aspire to have.&lt;br /&gt;Guys who are plain adorable, dances, do flips, are funny and probably raps are like the cream of top of my mocha.&lt;br /&gt;It just a dream cuz that's what I do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's who I've been lately been crazy over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D-TRIX&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The Bboy that drives my hysterix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it all started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SrqDdLmWToI/AAAAAAAAAX4/VfX3qVsvKJs/s1600-h/I+LIKE+SANDOVAL+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760841827929730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SrqDdLmWToI/AAAAAAAAAX4/VfX3qVsvKJs/s400/I+LIKE+SANDOVAL+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just .. -_________- New found admiration..&lt;br /&gt;I gave &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried it &lt;strong&gt;Hana&lt;/strong&gt;, they won't see us, EVER!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And if &lt;strong&gt;Sandy&lt;/strong&gt; says smth to me, all the better, HAHA, Tweeted, tested and proven:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SrqDddkA-VI/AAAAAAAAAYA/CZNsnYDobYw/s1600-h/I+mentioned+DTRIX+%5E%5E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384760846649981266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SrqDddkA-VI/AAAAAAAAAYA/CZNsnYDobYw/s400/I+mentioned+DTRIX+%5E%5E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the same old kind&lt;br /&gt;Not that really hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he's not refined&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get him out, he dances in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The magic of the moment snuck up on me&lt;br /&gt;And caught me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Roamin and I'm lonely man I'm longin&lt;br /&gt;For that somethin in your eyes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I can't contain&lt;br /&gt;I just need some restrain.&lt;br /&gt;It's a revival,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dominic Sandoval.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-9083597366542392713?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/9083597366542392713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=9083597366542392713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9083597366542392713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9083597366542392713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-this-crush-blush-sugar-rush.html' title='I have this CRUSH, BLUSH, sugar RUSH.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SrqDdLmWToI/AAAAAAAAAX4/VfX3qVsvKJs/s72-c/I+LIKE+SANDOVAL+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2758238286419689884</id><published>2009-09-08T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:01:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers and Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brothers and Sisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not writing about ABC’s TV series.&lt;br /&gt;And instead of writing about my day dreams&lt;br /&gt;And literal sleeping dreams&lt;br /&gt;Which would properly make no sense to people who would give two cents to read this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be quite dead by now&lt;br /&gt;Considering my absence&lt;br /&gt;People either take me too literally&lt;br /&gt;Or they would try to read too much into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here am I&lt;br /&gt;Still not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And listening the radio with Dan and Young&lt;br /&gt;And they just had some dead air just as I started this line&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Life was kinda chaotic since erm..&lt;br /&gt;Short+Sweet&lt;br /&gt;Which was in er…&lt;br /&gt;June? July?&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit&lt;br /&gt;I dread dragging my ass all the way there&lt;br /&gt;The time to travel is simple mortifying&lt;br /&gt;But hours spent in the train gave me time to rest&lt;br /&gt;I miss it so much though ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I even bothered to pick my lazy ass to blog&lt;br /&gt;Is because I started to drown in my thoughts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school,&lt;br /&gt;I had this thought where the girls would tell each other of how nice it would be to have a brother&lt;br /&gt;Better an older one at that&lt;br /&gt;Well the one simple reason is because&lt;br /&gt;Because he would be protective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus probably the quest for a family tree in our school&lt;br /&gt;Really good friends would be sought after as “korkor”s&lt;br /&gt;Gah, when I look back at it.&lt;br /&gt;It kind of seems stupid and childish&lt;br /&gt;Because some of them had no qualities of a brother&lt;br /&gt;And I for one, have been naïve to think that they were genuine friends&lt;br /&gt;I might have been an extremist, so faults here though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never doubt though, that I did fiercely dote on the ones that were close.&lt;br /&gt;I never necessarily agreed with everyone,&lt;br /&gt;But I kept them in thought as close as I would do for my siblings.. If I had any that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings to the real subject about having siblings&lt;br /&gt;My mother casually mentioned about children&lt;br /&gt;And thought about the kind of elder sister I would make&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking&lt;br /&gt;“Right. Just what kind of a sister would I make?”&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly, I’d probably really selfish and jealous.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it’s true, being the only child&lt;br /&gt;Affections are not divided but all for my lonesome self&lt;br /&gt;Enough for me devour and over look it&lt;br /&gt;And then taking it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;I could not possibly expect to treated the same especially when you have a new family member&lt;br /&gt;A bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my friend Nini, is just absolutely the best brother I would wish that I had&lt;br /&gt;For the simple fact that he loves the younger members in his family so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I see my teacher also has a brother.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is kinda scary while teaching&lt;br /&gt;But, he seems like a great brother.&lt;br /&gt;I know I may looking at the relationship from a superficial layer&lt;br /&gt;But with that kind of responsibility and the positive attitude of both my teachers&lt;br /&gt;And how they have this common accommodating feeling&lt;br /&gt;Really made think that, relatives like that would make a person like me glow with envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I would think of my mother.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as close friends would know&lt;br /&gt;My mom isn’t exactly in the best of states now&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why the torment carries on&lt;br /&gt;But it does anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it seems fine to continue to tell her all these things.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it seems to be adding fuel to the fire&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am having a holiday&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am not really giving any trouble&lt;br /&gt;With school and all&lt;br /&gt;Probably my driving, yes&lt;br /&gt;But less of other stuff to nag me about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worries me that my mother is riding an emotional roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;Like literally.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if any one slowly watches their mother&lt;br /&gt;Day by day..&lt;br /&gt;Putting up a fight and getting really physically and mentally exhausted&lt;br /&gt;Without anything changing.&lt;br /&gt;Was my mother so unfortunate to have a brother like that?&lt;br /&gt;I told her of how I am unable to understand her feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me:&lt;br /&gt;You’re lucky that you don’t have siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wouldn’t know right?&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t had any.&lt;br /&gt;And people asks if I am lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I am not.&lt;br /&gt;There those out who might feel the loneliness but not me.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;And if I really thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;I might have someone whom I really not like as a sibling&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are disagreements and fights.&lt;br /&gt;And being the only one seems to be void of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice to have someone to rough it out with me&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking of elder brother in this picture so bear with me, HEH)&lt;br /&gt;Someone would seriously understand me when I have problems close to home&lt;br /&gt;Someone would have friends in high places and could gimme some “Lobang” for jobs LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Someone who could get me out of trouble if I am in any and not worry the old folks about it&lt;br /&gt;(Not that I get into trouble a lot, but this point would nice)&lt;br /&gt;And probably just because he’s older and that spoils me like a brat,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ll be more a trouble maker than I am now. HA!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a nice protective and sweet brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it sounded like a I wrote a list of ideal attributes for a boyfriend right?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think that way.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I had wished for when I was in secondary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primary school,&lt;br /&gt;It was an elder sister that I have wished for.&lt;br /&gt;Someone would really pamper me and help me out.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, we could share clothes&lt;br /&gt;And maybe she would have impeccable taste&lt;br /&gt;And change me..&lt;br /&gt;(As everyone who knows me, I’m not really a dresser but I TRY SOMETIMES)&lt;br /&gt;And who knows she might be all that a brother could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all this talk about having older kin would be futile&lt;br /&gt;And who knows what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if I might have a sibling who is like 20 years my junior?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, till then I’ll end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sibling Synonyms:&lt;br /&gt;ANN HUANG!! My mother says she loves you and misses you ^^&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2758238286419689884?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2758238286419689884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2758238286419689884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2758238286419689884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2758238286419689884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/09/brothers-and-sisters.html' title='Brothers and Sisters'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2462503309816816152</id><published>2009-08-28T06:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:39:32.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whimsical Fancy: Breathing Words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whimsical Fancy: Breathing Words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty space&lt;br /&gt;And a blinding white&lt;br /&gt;Too empty&lt;br /&gt;The silence is deafening&lt;br /&gt;I bite my lips in nervousness&lt;br /&gt;And peered for a sign of difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head whirls&lt;br /&gt;I pressed my fist against my temple to hold steady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was such a thing as feeling a presence&lt;br /&gt;Where the weight of air is denser&lt;br /&gt;A heavy feeling behind&lt;br /&gt;I felt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold still, afraid of what I might find&lt;br /&gt;My legs won’t hold me up any longer&lt;br /&gt;Something really bad could happen&lt;br /&gt;I might die&lt;br /&gt;My mental state is not going to allow me to make any sound judgment anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt&lt;br /&gt;A sharp sensation&lt;br /&gt;So cold that it assaulted my nerves&lt;br /&gt;The space just below my elbows were in shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This followed by a force that ordered me to turn&lt;br /&gt;I clenched my teeth and shield my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My heart beating so hard against my chest&lt;br /&gt;That I could hear the rhythm in my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm was still imprisoned by the strong hand of monstrosity&lt;br /&gt;Or whatever it was.&lt;br /&gt;It held my arm up in the air and jerked it violently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my nerves&lt;br /&gt;I was determined to find out whom or what gave me the honor of this misfortune&lt;br /&gt;I was greeted by eyes that looked very much humanly&lt;br /&gt;Except that it had not humanly warmth&lt;br /&gt;Eyes so dark that it looked like it had a never ending depth to it&lt;br /&gt;Fierce and sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumped intensely&lt;br /&gt;But my breath held still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a guy.&lt;br /&gt;With obnoxiously fair skin but not like ivory&lt;br /&gt;Not luminous but plainly fair.&lt;br /&gt;He was clean looking&lt;br /&gt;And wickedly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm was still in the air&lt;br /&gt;And it seems&lt;br /&gt;With a cold face&lt;br /&gt;He was also analyzing the stranger sharing this asylum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the was just another recognizable being&lt;br /&gt;Annoyance brewed&lt;br /&gt;Who was he to hold me like that?&lt;br /&gt;Especially when his hands are icy cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled against his grip&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he tighten his grip&lt;br /&gt;Making my arm grow numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me close&lt;br /&gt;Our face inches apart&lt;br /&gt;I was really unhappy&lt;br /&gt;I stared at his face with menace&lt;br /&gt;And was planning a series kicks and punches I was ready to throw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every ounce of energy I could muster in my legs&lt;br /&gt;I kick him where it hurts the most, or not.&lt;br /&gt;His gut.&lt;br /&gt;I expected him to convulse in pain&lt;br /&gt;But he merely flinched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inspected my arm&lt;br /&gt;Which was now free&lt;br /&gt;Blue stems of 5 fingers ran across&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it and rubbed it with self pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my head still down&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him&lt;br /&gt;So filled with despise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some way&lt;br /&gt;He found it remotely amusing&lt;br /&gt;And gave a grin&lt;br /&gt;Of no good intent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pursed his lips&lt;br /&gt;My concentration focused there&lt;br /&gt;when he seemed to be saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“what?” I thought. “I can’t hear anything”&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to notice.&lt;br /&gt;But continued, slowly&lt;br /&gt;He paused, probably waiting for a response&lt;br /&gt;But all I did was to frown in confusion.&lt;br /&gt;He understood.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t hear anything he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I deaf?&lt;br /&gt;No, I just heard my heartbeat a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;Does that even count as a sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I was a tad frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;He ran his fingers through his hair, poised and still beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;He was looking to the right, perhaps staring into nothingness&lt;br /&gt;But I looked too.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Just as I thought&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me again,&lt;br /&gt;This time with eyes so despairing,&lt;br /&gt;It gave me a shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He uttered something&lt;br /&gt;Moving slowly as he talked.&lt;br /&gt;He inched so close that I felt quite dizzy&lt;br /&gt;He held my head and took the scent of my hair in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drew me into arms and led my head to rest on his chest&lt;br /&gt;“Who is he?”&lt;br /&gt;In contrast to the hand that held my arm&lt;br /&gt;His body temperature felt like he was feverish&lt;br /&gt;My head started to hurt&lt;br /&gt;It literally felt like electric pulses were shocking my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cringed&lt;br /&gt;And grasp into woolen jacket he was wearing.&lt;br /&gt;Black, pitch black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2462503309816816152?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2462503309816816152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2462503309816816152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2462503309816816152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2462503309816816152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/08/whimsical-fancy-breathing-words.html' title='Whimsical Fancy: Breathing Words.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-102185859442706385</id><published>2009-06-16T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:00:18.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is this it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I holdin it in again&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;I’d curse this whole crap&lt;br /&gt;Down the depths of hell&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime I feel it at the tip of my tongue&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a whip that’s about to crack&lt;br /&gt;But I’m coiling it around my consequence for the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn’t do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Boys I swear can be the dumbest species&lt;br /&gt;Ever known the female gender&lt;br /&gt;I’m speaking from a perspective in this moment and time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;But my some of my guys friends&lt;br /&gt;Are unbelievable fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Brooding over my tests&lt;br /&gt;And the stupidity of the situation I’m in regarding my bloody laptop&lt;br /&gt;And he goes off ranting about someone being pissed about..&lt;br /&gt;A FREAKING MCDONALD CUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear all I wanted to do was steal and return&lt;br /&gt;Did it occur to you that I will just return the next time I saw you/he/she&lt;br /&gt;Whichever animal on this damn planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEESE&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU PEOPLE TORTURE ME WITH TRIVAL THINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t use that “pissed” word on me&lt;br /&gt;It gets me upset&lt;br /&gt;And then I get mad for even being upset in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, supposedly my good friend&lt;br /&gt;Don’t act like your world is over!&lt;br /&gt;You have problems and I have mine&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t understand for shit that I’m in a rough patch&lt;br /&gt;Sure~&lt;br /&gt;It’s just a freaking laptop&lt;br /&gt;And some tests~&lt;br /&gt;What’s the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that it’s overwhelming me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND IM TRYIN TO COPE!&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME SOME SPACE WILL YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stop being angry with me for being “a bad friend”&lt;br /&gt;If you’d understand me&lt;br /&gt;I hate to call people&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I sure have the “BEST” timing of the world (just like you and you!!)&lt;br /&gt;And I hate to deal with an awkward situation where&lt;br /&gt;“I CAN CALL YOU LATER”&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that I never call&lt;br /&gt;It’s rare ok, that’s it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just thoroughly upset.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;I had to deal with a lady over the phone during lesson time.&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t believe I had to literally shout over phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This might pull my grade down today&lt;br /&gt;It was literally like a quarrel with a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;I swear sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It seems that way when it comes matters concern my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no human being deserves that crap from me&lt;br /&gt;Which is another reason to add on the list of why I never want a relationship&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry lady, you’ll never see this&lt;br /&gt;But I’m sorry you had to endure this shit from me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ve been accomadating to so many people that&lt;br /&gt;I really needed that outlet&lt;br /&gt;So much for giving advice when I can’t heed my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, is this it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to go through more?&lt;br /&gt;How much more?&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s a mere nothing compared to others&lt;br /&gt;I pray for courage and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;It’s better than what it used to be.. I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-102185859442706385?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/102185859442706385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=102185859442706385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/102185859442706385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/102185859442706385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-this-it.html' title='Is this it?'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3899971656331028512</id><published>2009-06-04T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:57:56.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instrument of my soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instrument of my soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words will deliberately misinterpret&lt;br /&gt;My tongue slurs more often&lt;br /&gt;As a sign the even the well versed language&lt;br /&gt;Cannot do justice to what someone has to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By someone meaning me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said:&lt;br /&gt;If I was in pursuit of meaning&lt;br /&gt;Should I be denied happiness then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can replace words?&lt;br /&gt;A foreign language I’m only slightly similar with&lt;br /&gt;What punishes the lips&lt;br /&gt;And makes the ears grow fonder&lt;br /&gt;Makes the heart stir&lt;br /&gt;And the skin shiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s only a story&lt;br /&gt;A speechless one&lt;br /&gt;So that one would know&lt;br /&gt;But not know at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A half told truth&lt;br /&gt;A half told lie&lt;br /&gt;That the best lie you can commit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentences just disgrace me&lt;br /&gt;And make a living mockery out of me&lt;br /&gt;Further justifying how poorly train I am in lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;The song is much better off without the words&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Touch that key, and never speak again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3899971656331028512?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3899971656331028512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3899971656331028512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3899971656331028512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3899971656331028512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/06/instrument-of-my-soul.html' title='Instrument of my soul'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8218121009854358468</id><published>2009-06-04T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:44:42.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being loved which And by night unbroken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being loved which&lt;br /&gt;And by night unbroken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When what you want&lt;br /&gt;Does not want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just miracles&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by chemicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;My heart will guide me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearly beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember - far, far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The future shines into forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beneath the beautiful blue sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were frightened, but only a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In nostalgic colours, a window is stained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To turn behind, can we meet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The future continues into forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beneath this huge billboard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to see the fading of this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To those never met again, somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Open a window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These held hands won’t last&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while I begin to want to doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was never forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder if there will there be a photo in the next new year's card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The thing that we could not do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Comes to me so nostalgically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hold that melody still.&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/4209692223104831922-8218121009854358468?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8218121009854358468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8218121009854358468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8218121009854358468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8218121009854358468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-loved-which-and-by-night-unbroken.html' title='Being loved which And by night unbroken'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5171348022191149657</id><published>2009-05-29T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:28:46.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 13th Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 13th Struggle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there’s anything remotely to be depressed about now&lt;br /&gt;Is that I’m still trying&lt;br /&gt;Trying very hard.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the hardest in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much that I’m starting to build up an emotional baggage&lt;br /&gt;Which I’m refusing to let go&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking about what he said&lt;br /&gt;About being selfish&lt;br /&gt;Giving other people your burden&lt;br /&gt;I kinda get it now&lt;br /&gt;Words that spill from my lips&lt;br /&gt;Might do so much harm to another.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to cause the same hurt that they caused her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to repeat this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody will give you the credit you deserve&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get ridiculed as a model for a learning process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still trying.&lt;br /&gt;Still holding it together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not going to be easy&lt;br /&gt;But it’s better than having to not try anything at all&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a genius nor do I have a brilliant memory&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I failed as friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mistake timidness for arrogance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week, a struggle&lt;br /&gt;Another week, another struggle&lt;br /&gt;How can I show that I’m doing my best&lt;br /&gt;Don’t shame me and make feel that I’m not working hard enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting hard to turn to people.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this is mine alone, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I cry anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5171348022191149657?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5171348022191149657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5171348022191149657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5171348022191149657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5171348022191149657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/05/13th-struggle.html' title='The 13th Struggle'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5853420650718813173</id><published>2009-05-22T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T05:55:10.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Will, Your Will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Will, Your Will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; wills, it’ll be another fleeting idea&lt;br /&gt;Fleeting thought, fleeting excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’d&lt;/strong&gt; wipe this temporary disease off my face&lt;br /&gt;I’d cease to smile for what it is not worth for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again if &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; wills,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’d&lt;/strong&gt; allow me to be in this meaningless pursuit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’m running now and I can’t wait till I get there&lt;br /&gt;I chasing after what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, if this is Love&lt;br /&gt;I’d foolishly pursue this.&lt;br /&gt;Love of life, love of something new.&lt;br /&gt;If I sold my days, expect inflation for future days to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is indeed expensive&lt;br /&gt;Can never be taken back&lt;br /&gt;I need to start rushing&lt;br /&gt;Making up for lost time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for not sleeping I guess now&lt;br /&gt;Is knowing that I had time in my hands&lt;br /&gt;But I wasted it away&lt;br /&gt;And I was making up for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5853420650718813173?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5853420650718813173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5853420650718813173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5853420650718813173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5853420650718813173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-will-your-will.html' title='My Will, Your Will.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3188436527566872504</id><published>2009-04-25T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:06:44.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long Live Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&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;I used to roll the dice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand&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;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once you go there was never, never an honest word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was when I ruled the world&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;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3188436527566872504?l=so-delusional.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-4209692223104831922.post-4770822096837088936</id><published>2009-04-12T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:35:34.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears filling up glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tears filling up glasses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head I wanna drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;But what sorrow is there&lt;br /&gt;Familiar face&lt;br /&gt;Exactly the same case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I’m going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I’m running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Running then walking&lt;br /&gt;But still in circles&lt;br /&gt;Feels like nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Like everywhere is nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very easy&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When would it end&lt;br /&gt;When would I miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got wasn’t what I saw&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I could be naive&lt;br /&gt;Felt like I’m just senseless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz nothing much sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People start on a fresh page everyday&lt;br /&gt;I’m stuck on the same one everyday&lt;br /&gt;Grey figure, fade away&lt;br /&gt;I’m stuck here alone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you I might change&lt;br /&gt;But when you leave I’ll go back the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe that I am everything&lt;br /&gt;Only in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;Sit and listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold still until something changes for me.&lt;br /&gt;And not me for something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4770822096837088936?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4770822096837088936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4770822096837088936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4770822096837088936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4770822096837088936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/04/tears-filling-up-glasses.html' title='Tears filling up glasses'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-330830114229112929</id><published>2009-04-05T04:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:43:59.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain is falling, like.. Lollipop-pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rain is falling, like.. Lollipop-pop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite People’s Association actually sending the allowance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Like after a gazillion years)&lt;br /&gt;I’m still broke.&lt;br /&gt;Which is kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I cultivate this habit when I’m richer&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be a hell lot richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was too lazy to update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I compose blog post in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But never got to writing them down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another bad habit that needs to be burned in hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES, YOU LAZY SHITBUM!!! YOU HEAR???!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU LAZY BEING CAN KISS MY AIRS AND BURN IN HELL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good thing is:&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been changing habits lil by lil&lt;br /&gt;Eating less junk&lt;br /&gt;Doing more stuff (ie. 'bike-ing')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hanging around &lt;strong&gt;Belle&lt;/strong&gt; lately&lt;br /&gt;One night it was &lt;strong&gt;Belley&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and me.&lt;br /&gt;Distance wasn’t much but we sure had fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bishan to town with regular traffic&lt;br /&gt;Broke as hell&lt;br /&gt;But the naan place remembered me (:&lt;br /&gt;And gave nice discounts&lt;br /&gt;And we literally gave all the money in our pockets.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. How generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I was a rich girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana-nana-nana-na~~~!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get my yellow shades back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would fly to Japan and then to Korea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then buy lots of stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then I'll sell like mother father sister and brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll take the freaking moolah and do it &lt;u&gt;ALL OVER AGAIN~!! WOOHOO!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;About yellow shades:&lt;br /&gt;I’m quite crazy about neon colours.&lt;br /&gt;Another phase, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had one from the Rockstar camp&lt;br /&gt;Which actually broke,&lt;br /&gt;Much to my distress, dismay, discontentment&lt;br /&gt;This, this level of stress is overwhelmin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of phases.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;My boy obsession is not over.&lt;br /&gt;I’m still stuck on the same one.&lt;br /&gt;This might be the worst one though&lt;br /&gt;I have reoccurring smiles of random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not good.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But “I can’t be F***ed”&lt;br /&gt;(sounds fimilar, someone??)&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if my boy is not appealing&lt;br /&gt;“Ugly, blah, blah”&lt;br /&gt;He’s mine, not yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don’t worry that means:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You have better taste than me&lt;br /&gt;Good for you&lt;br /&gt;So you should feel happy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me getting a less appealing boy&lt;br /&gt;So you can have a better one to show off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I guess &lt;strong&gt;Hanali &lt;/strong&gt;can now understand me a lil better&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she’s acting up for a certain Hogwards emo-hair boy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Going coockoo-ly at his picture (I emphatize)&lt;br /&gt;At least she met him&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture with him&lt;br /&gt;(which got lost btw)&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I’ll be a hoping crazy mad ass if my photo (with ahem ahem) got lost&lt;br /&gt;Especially if that’s the only bloody copy I’ll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;won’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be as calm as you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emphasiza~!: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK. Reality Check again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeeez&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop harping on the fact that I’m bloody broke like a Mother Cowzzzz&lt;br /&gt;And how I can’t find that job that will get me out of this sorrowful plight&lt;br /&gt;It’s a freaking sale everywhere I go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Andand… Ee.. .. (sob sob)&lt;br /&gt;Bloody sorrowful state I swear.&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna be here again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320934507123191426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SdfBviIyLoI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3dILBEjsOx0/s320/Camp+Rockstar.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Yellow Broken Shades&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Blurdzy Hell!! Sway like shit.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Just like a maybe rockin' band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Help anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-330830114229112929?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/330830114229112929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=330830114229112929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/330830114229112929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/330830114229112929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-is-falling-like-lollipop-pop.html' title='Rain is falling, like.. Lollipop-pop'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SdfBviIyLoI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3dILBEjsOx0/s72-c/Camp+Rockstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3695775369355398251</id><published>2009-03-17T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:09:23.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold Dust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m doin things to drive myself crazy&lt;br /&gt;Not too young&lt;br /&gt;Not at all old&lt;br /&gt;But it’s late&lt;br /&gt;To start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck&lt;br /&gt;‘m gonna do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ain’t coming up anything soon&lt;br /&gt;Whole bloody freaking week rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no sleep&lt;br /&gt;But I got some goody bag&lt;br /&gt;For helping &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; out (THANKYUUU~)&lt;br /&gt;Yest, I made sure I did my stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my kimchi ramen&lt;br /&gt;Nabei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;I went out with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Chillax at TCC&lt;br /&gt;Over some nice strawberry dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Like the resource to make things happen for me&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fredy&lt;/strong&gt;, I hope that I’ll be joinin you soon~&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/4209692223104831922-3695775369355398251?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3695775369355398251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3695775369355398251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3695775369355398251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3695775369355398251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/gold-dust.html' title='Gold Dust'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-9074728539231094644</id><published>2009-03-15T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:09:57.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream situation: So Close to GooDness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream situation: So Close to GooDness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark house&lt;br /&gt;My house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BaBy came over&lt;br /&gt;For some reason&lt;br /&gt;There this really BIG guy too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all congregate at Meme’s room&lt;br /&gt;Bebe laughs while I talk to Big Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t bother with them&lt;br /&gt;So I rolled over to Jiji&lt;br /&gt;Swagger anyone?&lt;br /&gt;“Have you been to the shop”&lt;br /&gt;He seem to unresponsive&lt;br /&gt;Concentrating on his text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flashes the phone&lt;br /&gt;“Swagger” and “cool”&lt;br /&gt;Parts of the text that I remember&lt;br /&gt;The words were not separated by space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated&lt;br /&gt;I asked again&lt;br /&gt;He refused to reply&lt;br /&gt;I bugged him to answer me&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised&lt;br /&gt;Something was going on with his throat&lt;br /&gt;His voice was hoarse&lt;br /&gt;He proved his point with his childish ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, he never went to the actual store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gahh, disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were at the living room&lt;br /&gt;He waved for me to go back to Meme’s room&lt;br /&gt;He’s just full of plain kiddy awkward-ness&lt;br /&gt;Kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;2 Ice&lt;br /&gt;Giggles&lt;br /&gt;It was so close to goodness~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-9074728539231094644?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/9074728539231094644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=9074728539231094644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9074728539231094644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9074728539231094644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-situation-so-close-to-goodness.html' title='Dream situation: So Close to GooDness'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4602250735310161061</id><published>2009-03-08T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:12:53.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo Ve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L&lt;/em&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole day yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty much fun filled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belle&lt;/strong&gt; was out early&lt;br /&gt;To run away I guess&lt;br /&gt;I was up early&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I didn’t sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;Or not much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first I was pissed&lt;br /&gt;At the fact the weather was soo&lt;br /&gt;Unfriendly!&lt;br /&gt;It was right after the rain&lt;br /&gt;And opposed to being cool&lt;br /&gt;It was hot and humid&lt;br /&gt;A few steps and water all congregated at my face&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got at HMV&lt;br /&gt;We still have to wait&lt;br /&gt;The event apparently haven’t started&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl must have waited for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was pretty boring at first&lt;br /&gt;But I guess on the whole,&lt;br /&gt;Watching the guys do push ups,&lt;br /&gt;It was fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it was anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belle&lt;/strong&gt; was funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At how she was so shy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vivian's her fav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Weird till &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; reminds me of Vivian Balakrishnan)&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Ling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though not so outstanding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had coffee at Starbucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had my quiche&lt;br /&gt;Belle wasn’t her best&lt;br /&gt;And that was the time when&lt;br /&gt;I made the decision to not go for the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we managed to cover the one place I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to step into&lt;br /&gt;And that is&lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mother COW!!&lt;br /&gt;I was gloriously happy&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I saw the collab with the graffiti prints&lt;br /&gt;The scarf, the GD sneakers and then bracelets!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this lady bought the same bag&lt;br /&gt;In multiple colours&lt;br /&gt;And that a load of LV bags!!!&lt;br /&gt;I must say or add&lt;br /&gt;I hate LV&lt;br /&gt;Especially with the hype over the monogram and all&lt;br /&gt;But when they came out with the graffiti&lt;br /&gt;I was..&lt;br /&gt;GAH~~~~~~ Ubberberrrberr berrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have sucked all the engery outta me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I was soo sleepy after that.&lt;br /&gt;Belle wanted to get shoes&lt;br /&gt;(which we didn’t get any in the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into Bebe and warehouse&lt;br /&gt;And then head all the way down to Novena&lt;br /&gt;To find all the medical shops closed.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I truly enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;Was to just to sit down at this Korean restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Try some kimchi&lt;br /&gt;Sit down and appreciate all the food on the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tiring&lt;br /&gt;But to say the least memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4602250735310161061?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4602250735310161061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4602250735310161061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4602250735310161061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4602250735310161061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-ve.html' title='Lo Ve'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8156980239467878535</id><published>2009-03-07T03:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T03:14:41.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Lock Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Lock Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Unhealthy obsessions&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t healthy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s now on revamping my wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;My taste isn’t cheap&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying that it’s good though&lt;br /&gt;It’s queer but&lt;br /&gt;Never cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that boy&lt;br /&gt;Has a thing on me&lt;br /&gt;It’s an effect&lt;br /&gt;Which I’m pretty sure&lt;br /&gt;Will wear off over time&lt;br /&gt;Like every other&lt;br /&gt;He got me hooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now quite desperate&lt;br /&gt;I need a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;Like a lot&lt;br /&gt;It’s greed, I know&lt;br /&gt;But I need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll work something out&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough I’ll find what I want.&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/4209692223104831922-8156980239467878535?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8156980239467878535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8156980239467878535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8156980239467878535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8156980239467878535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-lock-down.html' title='Love Lock Down'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-60054929311432437</id><published>2009-03-05T06:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:28:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I dream with my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the dreams in my sleep are not to my liking&lt;br /&gt;Too random&lt;br /&gt;Or my favourite ones are too short,&lt;br /&gt;Too little detail, wrong details.. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps me going now,&lt;br /&gt;Is just what I wanna buy&lt;br /&gt;To prep for next year&lt;br /&gt;Probably looking forward to school too&lt;br /&gt;And what comes after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to fly and go to Japan&lt;br /&gt;I really can’t wait!!&lt;br /&gt;Everything free and easy&lt;br /&gt;Running around like a wild child&lt;br /&gt;Get a piercing while I’m at it&lt;br /&gt;Prep myself before I suffer yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt; gave me the idea&lt;br /&gt;I might pop over to Korea since it’s so near..&lt;br /&gt;Then again I hope I have the cash to tide over.&lt;br /&gt;I should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing my goals soon..&lt;br /&gt;To drastically pull all my grades with one year!&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey ANN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe don’t be a worrywart&lt;br /&gt;STOP worrying!!!&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I seem to be like easy going now.&lt;br /&gt;Not stressing much&lt;br /&gt;It’s scary~&lt;br /&gt;But I’m kinda ready (:&lt;br /&gt;And girl, guess what.&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I want from Billabong amounts to prolly 600!!&lt;br /&gt;Mothercow..&lt;br /&gt;So many la I want..&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the list that was cut down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailing you soon just so that you can pop over to check whether it’s there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; YOU &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get cash over first..&lt;br /&gt;AND!!!&lt;br /&gt;Since I made a deal with you.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that deal applies to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t kao pei all!!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it’d better apply to you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today should be better&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be out and about&lt;br /&gt;Shaking off that ill syndrome!!&lt;br /&gt;It’s been making me greedy&lt;br /&gt;Taking more sleep than I actually need&lt;br /&gt;Maybe air outside can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought:&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to carrying on fantasizing forever?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I really going to be what I make myself to be?&lt;br /&gt;What I make my life to be..&lt;br /&gt;What do I even make my life out to be?? =.=’’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey boy~ Where in the continent of America are you??!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;사랑한다 안 한다 사랑한다 안 한다 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;돌아온다 안 온다 그립다..&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/4209692223104831922-60054929311432437?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/60054929311432437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=60054929311432437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/60054929311432437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/60054929311432437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/fool.html' title='Fool'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3101794749094325742</id><published>2009-03-02T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:10:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swagger; Sicker than a flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swagger; Sicker than a flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that bad.&lt;br /&gt;For about a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the diagnosis for my illness had pretty much evolved&lt;br /&gt;The first doc (who came miserably late)&lt;br /&gt;Gave me medicine for the common flu (I guess)&lt;br /&gt;He never even told me what I was sick with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat was givin’ me hell&lt;br /&gt;I sounded like a tranny when I talked&lt;br /&gt;All the food the I wanted to eat..&lt;br /&gt;See no touchy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a second opinion from another doc&lt;br /&gt;And next tonsillitis&lt;br /&gt;Mother! I was pissed&lt;br /&gt;For days I was takin medicine that didn’t even help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by Sunday morn&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in the waiting chairs of TTS&lt;br /&gt;I was coughin my guts out&lt;br /&gt;Like freakin Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;And then suddenly they its pnemonia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, being sick is such a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;Completely unproductive&lt;br /&gt;I’ve prolly been spreading germs all over the house&lt;br /&gt;One whole week.&lt;br /&gt;Plus plus plus&lt;br /&gt;Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep has gotten peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Without me having to pace to the basin every 10 seconds into my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I learn yest:&lt;br /&gt;Sickness kinda brings people together&lt;br /&gt;For my fam to gather at the dinner table&lt;br /&gt;Was really queer and I mused over that fact&lt;br /&gt;All but one were sick&lt;br /&gt;Eating experimental food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t make the cut.&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda expected it&lt;br /&gt;I shall figure something out.&lt;br /&gt;I have too many ingenious ideas sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;, no worries&lt;br /&gt;We'll all get through this...&lt;br /&gt;It's not over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night/this morning,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now I can’t wait to go to sleep&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/4209692223104831922-3101794749094325742?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3101794749094325742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3101794749094325742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3101794749094325742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3101794749094325742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/03/swagger-sicker-than-flu.html' title='Swagger; Sicker than a flu'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7302626825458713378</id><published>2009-02-13T03:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:59:16.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That woman, she..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That woman, she..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have too little trust in me&lt;br /&gt;Especially if she chooses to believe&lt;br /&gt;What her best friend has to say bout her own blood&lt;br /&gt;Or whoever who has to give their 2 cents worth about&lt;br /&gt;What I “apparently said”&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter who said what &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you shit head!!!&lt;br /&gt;You make me pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you tell everyone EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;Bout yourself&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;Mind your own shit head business!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise you now&lt;br /&gt;Because you are the freakin messenger&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you keep your bloody mouth shut?!!!&lt;br /&gt;What good does your looks serve when you brain is useless?!&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE!!!&lt;br /&gt;In one freaking day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You manage to break the peace that I painstakingly preserve&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!!! Go to hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sweet as your image is in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;I am bloody pissed with you!!&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know me,&lt;br /&gt;And you act as if you are oh-so-important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I knew shit like this was going happen&lt;br /&gt;One way or another,&lt;br /&gt;You are going to screw it for her&lt;br /&gt;And wow, you actually manage to screw things for me too&lt;br /&gt;Are freaking happy now??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you satisfied that in the wee hours of the morning&lt;br /&gt;I had to clean up the shit that you left!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You didn't bother about the consequences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you chose to get involved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not have any right&lt;br /&gt;Not only did you open your shit ass mouth&lt;br /&gt;But you also made my loved one doubt me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ASSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much now&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the shit that you have given me&lt;br /&gt;Let me remind you!!&lt;br /&gt;You don’t freaking know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don’t be a bitch just because your own life is screwed!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't screw mine over!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-7302626825458713378?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7302626825458713378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7302626825458713378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7302626825458713378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7302626825458713378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-woman-she.html' title='That woman, she..'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2075162124944543038</id><published>2009-02-12T06:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:26:49.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice water on the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice water on the house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a secret escape with &lt;strong&gt;JM&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; some of her friends&lt;br /&gt;Nice friendly bunch&lt;br /&gt;But apparently the night had to be cut short&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the drinks were free like water&lt;br /&gt;While tap water was apparently scarce,&lt;br /&gt;In other words, not provided, not sold, whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like the sweetness&lt;br /&gt;I may had one too many for my good&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t drifting off just yet&lt;br /&gt;But rather considering the amount of calories coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;Noting that I worked out in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;strong&gt;JM&lt;/strong&gt; wasn’t spilling her guts out&lt;br /&gt;I would have, might have,&lt;br /&gt;Just had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good hour and long minutes with her&lt;br /&gt;Long enough for my recovery&lt;br /&gt;So when I went to get water for my poor girl&lt;br /&gt;I got it from some bartender who refuses to speak&lt;br /&gt;Probably smart cuz no one would hear him anyway&lt;br /&gt;He made me wait after some funny gestures&lt;br /&gt;Handed me a glass of ice water&lt;br /&gt;With a black card which say&lt;br /&gt;“This bar does not serve ice water”&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;So I asked “How much?”&lt;br /&gt;Assuming that I need to pay&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And waved off the glass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As if he gave me A BIG TREAT~~~ =.=&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! Tap water on the house..&lt;br /&gt;WOW~&lt;br /&gt;But to give him credit&lt;br /&gt;He’s cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he wasn’t I would have made alot of noise about that black card.&lt;br /&gt;So you gave me water even though you’re not supposed to?&lt;br /&gt;Righteous.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA! &lt;strong&gt;iShah&lt;/strong&gt;, I stole your line and I’M NOT SORRY!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, which reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;I need a job.&lt;br /&gt;(mope, moping, mope-ded)&lt;br /&gt;Or gimme something to doooooo&lt;br /&gt;Like fly to Korea~ (smirks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or have some God-like prince waltz into my path..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THEN PAY FOR MY TRIP TO KOREA~~~~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to my baby girl:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't F me for saying this or copyin it from your blog but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If ever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You really need someone to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"lie on the grass with you and stare up at the busy sky while the cool evening breeze blew past just silence golden silence"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Find a nice patch of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; green grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can follow you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just a thought..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't Fish me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2075162124944543038?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2075162124944543038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2075162124944543038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2075162124944543038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2075162124944543038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/ice-water-on-house.html' title='Ice water on the house'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7487364006516693846</id><published>2009-02-11T04:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T04:20:40.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Names of “Affection”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Names of “Affection”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help it&lt;br /&gt;But this thought rushed in&lt;br /&gt;Your names of affection is inconsequential&lt;br /&gt;Especially if people can’t tell the difference&lt;br /&gt;Between calling a loved one, a friend or a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the names are practically mixed around&lt;br /&gt;You throw the most familiar ones at the different people&lt;br /&gt;If they gathered at a table,&lt;br /&gt;They just can’t figure their ‘names’ out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather,&lt;br /&gt;Calling a given name feels most affectionate,&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone else is giving &amp;amp; calling people names other than their given names.&lt;br /&gt;Confused?&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten twice shy&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to remember anything that caused this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shall not write cuz I’ll forget it eventually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes or one day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope that you won't overdo the theatrics,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop changing the same story,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't make it over the top when it is not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cuz I do get it from you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent it with &lt;strong&gt;Chrissy-Belle&lt;/strong&gt; though&lt;br /&gt;Yest and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;Noodles at Din Tai Feng...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-7487364006516693846?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7487364006516693846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7487364006516693846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7487364006516693846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7487364006516693846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/names-of-affection.html' title='Names of “Affection”'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-288003660200178618</id><published>2009-02-10T06:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:29:18.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At 6:15 AM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 6:15 AM..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am staring face to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With a full moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;em&gt;"I did it for love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now I am insanely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking to the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;Wishing for something impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sealed with a blow kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-288003660200178618?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/288003660200178618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=288003660200178618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/288003660200178618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/288003660200178618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-615-am.html' title='At 6:15 AM..'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8233688192634318827</id><published>2009-02-08T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T06:31:55.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Nights till Unregrettable Dawns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unforgettable Nights till Unregrettable Dawns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Haru Haru~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sometimes it feels meaningless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But glad.&lt;br /&gt;That I’m living in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, 3rd&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had an explicitly good time @&lt;strong&gt;Big Night Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;Godma&lt;/strong&gt;, I had the chance of screemin’ out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WITH PRODIGY!!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently alot of pple never even heard of them&lt;br /&gt;But they heard their songs definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOMENESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was like sweating even in the cold wind!!&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievably good feelings~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;I had this big gathering @&lt;strong&gt;KJ&lt;/strong&gt; place&lt;br /&gt;Very happening!!&lt;br /&gt;Very cherished moment&lt;br /&gt;It feels like everyone grows up too fast&lt;br /&gt;We watched each other through our awkward moments.&lt;br /&gt;And there we are&lt;br /&gt;The boys all going to NS&lt;br /&gt;And all their aspirations were like placed on the table&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my hand at 21 again&lt;br /&gt;Then free mahjong&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;Vincent&lt;/strong&gt; to learn&lt;br /&gt;And the game Naruto which I suck miserably at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night till the break of dawn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JM&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Xiang’s&lt;/strong&gt; online escapade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kai’s&lt;/strong&gt; understandable enragement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KJ’s&lt;/strong&gt; annoyment with me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I insult him too much&lt;br /&gt;And he can’t stand it&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Might have a chance at that trip afterall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Might~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends well..&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A song of anguish,&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a song of jubilance.&lt;br /&gt;A song of new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;‘You should be happy if you are like this’&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/4209692223104831922-8233688192634318827?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8233688192634318827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8233688192634318827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8233688192634318827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8233688192634318827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/unforgettable-nights-till-unregrettable.html' title='Unforgettable Nights till Unregrettable Dawns'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1920701172812287321</id><published>2009-02-02T07:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:18:21.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudden random thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I’m on a blogging spree&lt;br /&gt;Happens when I can’t sleep during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ann,&lt;br /&gt;Just saw in the news&lt;br /&gt;That your ‘home’ is burnin up&lt;br /&gt;As if in the temperature is literally killin people there&lt;br /&gt;Like some guy died of heat stroke..&lt;br /&gt;Girl, please don’t die of heat stroke..&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of a stupid way to die..&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna put more “...” just t irritate you&lt;br /&gt;You’re prolly gonna die of me irritating you rather than a heat stroke&lt;br /&gt;Just be careful alright..&lt;br /&gt;Put ice in your clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I have new catch phrases when I played mah-jong&lt;br /&gt;Some which I failed to blog about&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ti-ki” Something which means&lt;br /&gt;Arrogantly stubborn&lt;br /&gt;(The “Ki” has a punch to it, say it with force)&lt;br /&gt;OH!! I love the way it sounds!&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling them how I’d name my Jap spitz “Ti-ki"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Bo Ko Leng”&lt;br /&gt;Which means&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;I like this one also..&lt;br /&gt;Chris said it on the mah-jong table&lt;br /&gt;And it had a nice ring to it.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SYYq4Yr3-NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/y1RVfX9fcD8/s1600-h/DeanFujioka_o3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297969159835482322" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SYYq4Yr3-NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/y1RVfX9fcD8/s320/DeanFujioka_o3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And as proof that I actually looked up the guy&lt;br /&gt;I give you Dean FuFu&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;Not bad la, he.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry babe, but I'm very adament on JJ&lt;br /&gt;Kick my sorry ass if you will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't know what your doing to me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all super human, you did this to me&lt;br /&gt;A super human heart beats in me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-1920701172812287321?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1920701172812287321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1920701172812287321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1920701172812287321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1920701172812287321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/sudden-random-thoughts.html' title='Sudden random thoughts'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SYYq4Yr3-NI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/y1RVfX9fcD8/s72-c/DeanFujioka_o3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3285411037605074111</id><published>2009-02-02T06:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T06:47:16.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupid boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially plan some long mighty post&lt;br /&gt;But not I don’t wanna start some blog riot:&lt;br /&gt;Any girl vs boy think, no&lt;br /&gt;Even if I placed my opinions as a biased female&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever take it lightly&lt;br /&gt;I have guy friends&lt;br /&gt;And no, I’m not keen on what they have to say,&lt;br /&gt;If I gave my 2 cents worth about some boys&lt;br /&gt;Emphasis on: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll just sum up my thoughts like this:&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not all that&lt;br /&gt;Don’t act like some big ****&lt;br /&gt;If you have high standards,&lt;br /&gt;It’s really fine&lt;br /&gt;But stop imposing those standards on other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Iggy&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, it's not related to me, don't read too deep into it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3285411037605074111?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3285411037605074111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3285411037605074111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3285411037605074111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3285411037605074111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-boys.html' title='Stupid boys'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1215700833324812065</id><published>2009-02-01T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:29:24.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;City Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite clashes&lt;br /&gt;I still made decisions&lt;br /&gt;Having my best interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set out to paragon to myself another birthday treat&lt;br /&gt;I’m a major narcissist in that way I guess&lt;br /&gt;I pamper myself way too much sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe that cuz I signed a deal to put myself through hell&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;Place: Bakerzin&lt;br /&gt;Food fetish: Tapas (2 vanilla crème brule and 1 strawberry choc fondue) &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Penne with ham in pink sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a tad punctual if I say so myself&lt;br /&gt;HEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was amazing that we didn’t have to do much&lt;br /&gt;There were few good looking guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REALLY GOOD LOOKING ONES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stared at &lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(envious grin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NONONONO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I told myself to cover my eyes and not oggle at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANY BOY!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My only one is "Hwaiting" XD&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;I must say it was amazing with the girls around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeline&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ying&lt;/strong&gt; and a guy, &lt;strong&gt;Satish&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Funkamania: Predictable top 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;pink dollars&lt;/strong&gt; totally rocks my socks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So DIVA!!! I Likeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a bunch of brilliant people for the day&lt;br /&gt;With Nana having the thought of going to the seats&lt;br /&gt;My thought of attracting &lt;strong&gt;Oli’s&lt;/strong&gt; attention with our whistles&lt;br /&gt;And May for actually inviting us to the event!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Satish&lt;/strong&gt; and I had pictures of &lt;strong&gt;DJ Sarasa&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Sassy Pendez&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;KoFlow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually let the DJ walked pass me quite a few times before actually&lt;br /&gt;Becoming aware of their identities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring but yea&lt;br /&gt;Anything for something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-1215700833324812065?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1215700833324812065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1215700833324812065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1215700833324812065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1215700833324812065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/01/city-alive.html' title='City Alive'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5259838227547170015</id><published>2009-01-31T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:26:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Star in Cassiopeia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Star in Cassiopeia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket booking was open on the 29th&lt;br /&gt;And I came back to Bishan after watchin Bride Wars&lt;br /&gt;With all the girls and the 2 boys&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it again&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost hard to believe, the story&lt;br /&gt;But I loved how deep friendship can run like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few hours, it seems like I won’t be seeing him in person&lt;br /&gt;Not in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;He’d be microscopic anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d occasionally drown in delusional thoughts during mah-jong&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and dreaming out loud&lt;br /&gt;Which lifted the spirits of those at the table&lt;br /&gt;The game gets dull after sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to dream&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my only lost would be it for to never happen&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost lifelike&lt;br /&gt;I could actually feel myself nesting in that warm embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cheeck against the thick sleeve of a brown coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be nothing more than a star in a constellation&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful and far out of reach &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5259838227547170015?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5259838227547170015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-4209692223104831922.post-5798174552884547999</id><published>2009-01-29T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:16:39.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of losing and not kao pei-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The art of losing and not kao pei-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can’t do it..&lt;br /&gt;It feels like shit to lose&lt;br /&gt;But I need to suck it up in my gut&lt;br /&gt;And then go home and kao pei&lt;br /&gt;Why the heck would I even to agree to gamble in the first place&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but it would be different if I had won&lt;br /&gt;So I need to learn how to lose&lt;br /&gt;Cuz with every lost there is a win&lt;br /&gt;Not necessarily me&lt;br /&gt;But I need to understand that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well regarding lost,&lt;br /&gt;Over the span of 3 days&lt;br /&gt;I have noticeably lose quite an amount of hongbao cash&lt;br /&gt;The night of losing was at &lt;strong&gt;Ben’s&lt;/strong&gt; house&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; brother, &lt;strong&gt;Aron’s&lt;/strong&gt; friend)&lt;br /&gt;Stupid “In between” game set me back by alot&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to die and cry&lt;br /&gt;Or cry and die&lt;br /&gt;But I had alot of fun&lt;br /&gt;With another &lt;strong&gt;De Souza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some guy&lt;/strong&gt; who worships this guy on a milo pack&lt;br /&gt;(He thinks milo-pack-guy brings him good luck)&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;another guy&lt;/strong&gt; who was sooo quiet the whole night&lt;br /&gt;Until he confidently shouted for a “WHOLE POT”&lt;br /&gt;To which he lost a terribly huge sum&lt;br /&gt;And to which everyone had to have a good laugh at&lt;br /&gt;He ended up in one corner hugging a bolster&lt;br /&gt;While everyone try and recoop playing black jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day,&lt;br /&gt;I was more hopeful&lt;br /&gt;And had &lt;strong&gt;Iggy&lt;/strong&gt; listen to my endless rant&lt;br /&gt;Of delusional richness&lt;br /&gt;Like striking Toto and winning &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10million DOLLARZXZXZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And how I plan to recoop my lost&lt;br /&gt;We met Ann at her place before going to her aunty’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Iggy has unnaturally good “luck”&lt;br /&gt;If luck ever existed&lt;br /&gt;Or by luck, I can mean &lt;strong&gt;God’s&lt;/strong&gt; blessing&lt;br /&gt;He was on a roll&lt;br /&gt;Winning like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was losing like shit&lt;br /&gt;WHY???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bad person??!!&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve it?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day&lt;br /&gt;Early afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;Ben’s&lt;/strong&gt; place&lt;br /&gt;Where he had some lion dance thing going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt; loves bullying the dancers&lt;br /&gt;I lost another considerable amount to &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Kejun&lt;/strong&gt; calls me stupid for playing)&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know..&lt;br /&gt;I was a noob can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day&lt;br /&gt;We went to the new granny’s place&lt;br /&gt;And I think I lost abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lose, Losing, LOST, LOST-DED-DED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was crap&lt;br /&gt;But it’s normal right&lt;br /&gt;I gambled so,&lt;br /&gt;It goes both ways&lt;br /&gt;Oh well (shrug)&lt;br /&gt;My mom had to listen to me kao pei-ing&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Not that I literally kao pei&lt;br /&gt;But I had to say something like&lt;br /&gt;“I confirm going to win that 10millionzzz!!!!”&lt;br /&gt;To make myself feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It works.&lt;br /&gt;All the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majong with &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; called me when she was leaving&lt;br /&gt;As usual she comes up with some bullsheeeet&lt;br /&gt;Before actually telling me she was leaving already&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooo sad I tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t emote my words properly too la&lt;br /&gt;Apparently of late, I can’t really console people or react accordingly&lt;br /&gt;(shrugs) Don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, imagine me at the mah-jong table&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to cry&lt;br /&gt;I was like going to have emotional breakdown at the stupid mah-jong table&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I need to tell myself that the world is connected&lt;br /&gt;To console myself... again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pathetic sheet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday till this morn&lt;br /&gt;Was at &lt;strong&gt;KeJun&lt;/strong&gt; trying recoop&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;WeiSheng&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Jie Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I rather break even serious-ly&lt;br /&gt;But after losing what I won in the beginning&lt;br /&gt;I put my 10bucks on the line&lt;br /&gt;The one that I painstakingly held on to and made sure&lt;br /&gt;I don’t lose it..&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t going give that note to &lt;strong&gt;KeJun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I lost to him&lt;br /&gt;Hee. I hit the black jack with that note&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry la boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel kinda bad~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you kao pei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Lady Luck&lt;br /&gt;Stupid big ***k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;New catch phrases:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Meh-meh~" "Ying liao lor!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5798174552884547999?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5798174552884547999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5798174552884547999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5798174552884547999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5798174552884547999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-of-losing-and-not-kao-pei-ing.html' title='The art of losing and not kao pei-ing'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2982333529343516235</id><published>2009-01-25T05:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T05:57:47.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ 12days, close to 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;So many genius-like compositions are left to dwell in my...&lt;br /&gt;Pool? Lake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where ever they dwell in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools out!!&lt;br /&gt;Depressing those last days&lt;br /&gt;I was really hardworking for one of the last problems&lt;br /&gt;Which made me think about something &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; mentioned&lt;br /&gt;About me being hardworking last semester&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I gave off lazy impression this sem&lt;br /&gt;Considering that I didn’t even produce one of the signature ppts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been feeding off people's hardwork..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I do make sure I understand~~~&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was planning to blog on &lt;strong&gt;Meemee’s&lt;/strong&gt; return!!&lt;br /&gt;Was sooo happy~ Hehe&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I heard her voice&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morn, 5am, was her return&lt;br /&gt;As the loving mother that she is&lt;br /&gt;She brought loads of goodies!! WOOHOOO~&lt;br /&gt;On the same day,&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Must say that her boss’s house was almost dreamlike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Along with &lt;strong&gt;Eric&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Germaine&lt;/strong&gt; in the cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I told them of how I would jog around that particular residential area&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully meet some son of super multi-millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Then again I’d kick myself for doing that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will never allow that desperation of any sort to bruise my ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;That aside.. I thoroughly enjoyed that day&lt;br /&gt;With my fam, we dine at some artsy fartsy dessert place&lt;br /&gt;Tried the Cheese Avalan-cheee, Trix, Hot chocolate with churros&lt;br /&gt;I had a glass of ‘mos-qui-to’&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, happy day~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!! I shall skip the details of my pointless&lt;br /&gt;Day-by-day situations and run to the main points&lt;br /&gt;How depressing it is to know&lt;br /&gt;That I can’t get tickets for the concert that I wanna go to&lt;br /&gt;I know, NOBODY gets why I wanna go so badly in the first place&lt;br /&gt;Fine by me&lt;br /&gt;Lemme be crazy for a while longer, can?&lt;br /&gt;I need this kind of sustenance, alright~&lt;br /&gt;BUT!!! I recently found that probably &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; has given me a chance~&lt;br /&gt;PROBABLY!! I pray that I’m provided with the resources and such!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJ~ I MIGHT SEE YOU~~~~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (echoes "might")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been a crazy mad girl once again looking for internships and job openings&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up~ Nothing comes easy~ (chants)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’ve been blessed on volunteering side&lt;br /&gt;AHHH~ A few opportunities here and there&lt;br /&gt;Excited, nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!!! On Friday, I had like 2 bombs dropped on &lt;u&gt;Amanda’s Avenue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I’m not going for the Melbourne trip&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I was feeling ok about it.&lt;br /&gt;Not utterly depressed or anything&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful still, but a funny feeling of not being able to go as a gang&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was thinking mafia excavation on dinosaur fossils&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if I brought back a dog bone or cockroach fossil for my &lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just lemme go there and bring smth back!!! GHEEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, our Project title came out..&lt;br /&gt;I’m alright with proteomics&lt;br /&gt;But I’m... just alright with it.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;OMC!! What a useless feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I should be ecstatic or something&lt;br /&gt;But nothing particularly drove me nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as we walked back and have clouds parting for sun rays to come through&lt;br /&gt;(something that you’d pretty much say that it was Heaven’s job)&lt;br /&gt;I was still... neutral-ish&lt;br /&gt;I know, what the heck is wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday ended nicely with the briefing for &lt;strong&gt;CITY AUURRLIVVEE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOOOWEEE~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I could say something different about today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sat spring clean~&lt;br /&gt;Early early, out and about for my organizer AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY FREAKING GINORMOUS CALENDAAAARRRRRRRRDARDARDARRRRDADADADARRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;^^ So freaking flabbergasted .. (shivers and grins happily)&lt;br /&gt;Aiyooo, he wore his glasses!!!! (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;(faints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of accomplishment today man!&lt;br /&gt;My room cleaned!!&lt;br /&gt;Being deranged in the house cuz I was pressin’ for time&lt;br /&gt;Andand I made in time for &lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; steamboat&lt;br /&gt;Played mahjong with her &lt;strong&gt;bro&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cuzzie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was a blast man!! Lovely and RIOTY~&lt;br /&gt;My cards were pretty good (:&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t think cash was involved..&lt;br /&gt;I won quite abit..&lt;br /&gt;But I had this sense of guilt that I plucked from a tree&lt;br /&gt;I think I feel too much of unnecessary feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;I just met the cuzzie and he lost quite abit..&lt;br /&gt;AND on top of that he sent me back as well&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a bit bad..&lt;br /&gt;You’re never gonna read this blog but sorry~~ ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I don’t why but I realized something&lt;br /&gt;Mentioned quite a few times:&lt;br /&gt;When I said sorry too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee’s&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;gang&lt;/strong&gt; was telling me I shouldn’t apologize for everything&lt;br /&gt;That was quite some time ago but they said some how&lt;br /&gt;It loses it meaning like any other repeated word will&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; tells me that I don’t sound sorry when I say sorry&lt;br /&gt;When I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should say... “I apologize” instead.&lt;br /&gt;Or not say sorry when I am&lt;br /&gt;Or don’t feel sorry at all.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moment of brilliance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Pictures they sometimes tell a very truthful lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Words that I like to repeat in my head @random times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai, Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai, Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai&lt;br /&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/4209692223104831922-2982333529343516235?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2982333529343516235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2982333529343516235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2982333529343516235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2982333529343516235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/01/choikang-chiang-chiang-sai.html' title='Choikang Chiang Chiang Sai'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-133909325620334219</id><published>2009-01-13T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:58:39.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White sails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White sails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; had just left the house..&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I’m going to miss her&lt;br /&gt;I spent today out with her&lt;br /&gt;Scampering around Jurong Point&lt;br /&gt;I finally found my &lt;strong&gt;DongBangShinKi&lt;/strong&gt; DVD&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; told me not to get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she was right..&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda still wanted it&lt;br /&gt;No, don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Japan, Japan, Japan&lt;br /&gt;Korea, Korea, Korea&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne..&lt;/em&gt; (chants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in another one of my &lt;strong&gt;DBSK&lt;/strong&gt; fit today&lt;br /&gt;I badly wanna get their concert tickets in Korea so badly&lt;br /&gt;For the fact that it’s where they’ll be starting their tour&lt;br /&gt;And it’s their homeland&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention the shopping I get to do while I’m there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I missed the chance again today&lt;br /&gt;And there I was frantic about in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 8am became 8pm&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And nice &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; had to help me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I was with &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like reporting the whole situation la&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I’m sucha gong&lt;br /&gt;Sadly within minutes, the ticket all got snapped out&lt;br /&gt;(sinks)&lt;br /&gt;So depressing can??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; wasn’t all smiles when she left either&lt;br /&gt;Upset over the results, I guess&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Hais, I stuck and caught here again.&lt;br /&gt;Need wings to fly soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Fly away, Fly away, Fly away, Fly to the top&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly forever'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;, please keep her from harm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bring her home safely.&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/4209692223104831922-133909325620334219?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/133909325620334219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=133909325620334219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/133909325620334219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/133909325620334219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-sails.html' title='White sails'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6578352654040685014</id><published>2009-01-11T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:09:31.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake your birthday cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fake your birthday cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh cheese pie.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 11 days&lt;br /&gt;Since I left this place completely untouched&lt;br /&gt;My new year was simple&lt;br /&gt;Completely nice and mellow&lt;br /&gt;Just the way I would rather have it&lt;br /&gt;I remembered spending pass new years horribly&lt;br /&gt;Totally moping in my own nest&lt;br /&gt;However, this year was just &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt;, the gang,&lt;br /&gt;Some fireworks and a nice comfy movie @a friend’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have kissed my eighteens goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, thank you to those who remembered,&lt;br /&gt;That quite tragic day of turning nineteen (drama-tised crying)&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I spent it with the special people in my life&lt;br /&gt;And of all things.. We actually forgot the birthday cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;Mama&lt;/strong&gt; made up for that~&lt;br /&gt;Getting me a nice rich choco cake XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd, bowling with &lt;strong&gt;Iggy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann left for HK on the 5th I guess&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells (shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you’re having fun you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHAO CHICKEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Wow it’s been really fast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FYP coming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just went to TP for some open house with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I decided to skip and gallivant around Tampines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planning for lots of trips&lt;br /&gt;Like Japan, Korea and Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moping for my stupid broken com screen GAHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But can’t wait for holidays to arrive WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna momentarily leave here!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DongBangShinki&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my love for &lt;strong&gt;Jae&lt;/strong&gt; grows everyday!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And I when I think think about &lt;strong&gt;Micky’s&lt;/strong&gt; super sexy voice~~ (melts) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I smile to myself  about him.. (Yes, I know.. How irky!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMC!! I LOVE ‘EM ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, slap me please~!!&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I don’t get my own obsession&lt;br /&gt;I day-dream about them all the time that it’s ridiculous!!&lt;br /&gt;And there’s no way on earth I am going to meet them under normal circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do meet them, they won’t understand a shit of what I’m speaking&lt;br /&gt;So yes, throw that foolish idea AMANDA DE SOUZA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, shut up now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6578352654040685014?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6578352654040685014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6578352654040685014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6578352654040685014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6578352654040685014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2009/01/fake-your-birthday-cake.html' title='Fake your birthday cake'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4500735354202341348</id><published>2008-12-31T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:48:40.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Season of Joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Cleaning day&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;Jem’s&lt;/strong&gt; house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With the &lt;strong&gt;twins&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Freda&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Gene&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Daisy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had salad, steak and mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Jiemin&lt;/strong&gt; at Mc's&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to continue clean-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peigen’s&lt;/strong&gt; house&lt;br /&gt;Craved for meat ball @Ikea&lt;br /&gt;Went with &lt;strong&gt;Adel&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to chillax at Eski then Fashion bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Party @my house!&lt;br /&gt;Went out to shop for groceries&lt;br /&gt;Went to town to get my stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy&lt;/strong&gt; brought &lt;strong&gt;ANN&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid traitors!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Went for mass&lt;br /&gt;And brought &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party ended early but &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; stayed&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &lt;strong&gt;godmama’s&lt;/strong&gt; house Christmas morn&lt;br /&gt;Slpt&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; place for mah-jong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went little india&lt;br /&gt;Wax&lt;br /&gt;Roasted naan&lt;br /&gt;Shop at plaza sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lovely hoodie from Korea XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And wings for earrings!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;Abby’s&lt;/strong&gt; place&lt;br /&gt;Thank you loves, &lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Von&lt;/strong&gt; for really wonderful gifts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched Angus Thongs with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;strong&gt;Faizal’s&lt;/strong&gt; gig with &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; @Haji lane&lt;br /&gt;Makan with &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; and waited for the black man&lt;br /&gt;Got locked out of my house =.=&lt;br /&gt;Bunked over at &lt;strong&gt;Iggy’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Came back to wash up&lt;br /&gt;Head to &lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; for mah-jong&lt;br /&gt;Makan with her bro @Mc’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to AMK to get her anime&lt;br /&gt;Went for pasta and walked around J8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 Dec&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;YOG meeting @Cathay’s Ben&amp;amp;Jerry’s&lt;br /&gt;Ramen @Robertson Quay XD OIISHHII!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went about Meidiya @LiangCourt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; mummy fetched us back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just for memory’s purpose&lt;br /&gt;Cramping every detail won’t serve the post any good&lt;br /&gt;But I must say that days really pass smoothly and happily for me&lt;br /&gt;I have missed a few pple though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over the these period~&lt;br /&gt;I have grown very fond of my Korean group!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I’m really slow in liking them&lt;br /&gt;Since JM actually introduce them quite some time ago&lt;br /&gt;I’ve really fallen in love with their ballads&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt; you can’t make me stop liking him&lt;br /&gt;Though, realistically I’ll get over him soon enough.. &lt;strong&gt;JJ~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4209692223104831922-4500735354202341348?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4500735354202341348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4500735354202341348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4500735354202341348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4500735354202341348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-of-joy.html' title='Season of Joy'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7690129178611728102</id><published>2008-12-22T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:55:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMC!! I finished &lt;strong&gt;Alice 19th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so spectacular&lt;br /&gt;With so much meaning to the manga&lt;br /&gt;Well you have the light and the dark&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Choice of weapon:&lt;/u&gt; Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply clever!&lt;br /&gt;Love the story~&lt;br /&gt;Our simple twit brains choose to forget,&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;That words carry a certain power with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad to finally finish it already&lt;br /&gt;It was really so exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thanks &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; for going out with me!!&lt;br /&gt;Going in circles for presents&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;strong&gt;Bryan&lt;/strong&gt; at the CLEO stand!!!&lt;br /&gt;So happy!!&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long time since I saw him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE!!&lt;br /&gt;Note to &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;: “HERE HERE!!!”&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can’t be sure if it’s true&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason&lt;br /&gt;It’s quite upsetting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/4209692223104831922-7690129178611728102?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7690129178611728102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7690129178611728102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7690129178611728102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7690129178611728102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3898460138034997692</id><published>2008-12-21T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:18:34.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fetish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I’m going to let you in on a not-so-surprising fetish of mine&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s not very me to take effort to dress up&lt;br /&gt;Unless the occasion calls for it&lt;br /&gt;Or I decide to take the effort&lt;br /&gt;Well~ I have this huge thing for winter clothes&lt;br /&gt;The trench coats, thick fur hoodies and hot boots to melt the ice!!&lt;br /&gt;(Not literally melt the ice la)&lt;br /&gt;But the get the idea&lt;br /&gt;I swear when boutiques get into winder season&lt;br /&gt;To make up for the monotonous colour palette&lt;br /&gt;You have the &lt;strong&gt;BOOTS AND THE FUR&lt;/strong&gt;!!! (fake one, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of hoodies and coats to choose from!!&lt;br /&gt;Sighs~ I swear I belong somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been eyeing Timberland’s boots!!&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;It’s deemed unpractical to shop for clothes there&lt;br /&gt;With Singapore’s weather and all&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! But so many nice stuff to appease my eyes&lt;br /&gt;(swoons)&lt;br /&gt;Andand Espirit hasn’t been easy on me also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TORTUROUS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only wish to strike the lottery&lt;br /&gt;But it won’t make any sense&lt;br /&gt;Especially if I refuse to “invest” any money&lt;br /&gt;Good gracious~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let see the 2 boots that I had my sights set on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SU01B7w53fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XtauWMBpRtE/s1600-h/pTBL-5310893v250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281936245314412018" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SU01B7w53fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XtauWMBpRtE/s320/pTBL-5310893v250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SU01Bysi-UI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KJpdiHVSjaQ/s1600-h/pTBL-5194226v250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281936242880215362" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SU01Bysi-UI/AAAAAAAAAXI/KJpdiHVSjaQ/s320/pTBL-5194226v250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3898460138034997692?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3898460138034997692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3898460138034997692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3898460138034997692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3898460138034997692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/fetish.html' title='Fetish'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SU01B7w53fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/XtauWMBpRtE/s72-c/pTBL-5310893v250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4434977489791469475</id><published>2008-12-20T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T03:24:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep to his voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asleep to his voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pure imagination&lt;br /&gt;Sheer power of my mind&lt;br /&gt;That I actually heard &lt;strong&gt;Noctis&lt;/strong&gt; speaking&lt;br /&gt;In English (HAHA!!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He started talking after I shut my eyes for a while,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ready to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;He was just talking and talking&lt;br /&gt;What about, I forgot&lt;br /&gt;I liked his voice&lt;br /&gt;Not too deep&lt;br /&gt;It’s quite a common sounding voice actually&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I fell asleep after listening to it for a while&lt;br /&gt;(sighs)&lt;br /&gt;Not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu gone&lt;br /&gt;But the cough lingers still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to self: All mentioned above happened on Friday, 19 Dec&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;IMPORTANT DATE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Around 3 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;MY CRISIS CORE PACKAGE ARRIVED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Much to &lt;strong&gt;Meemee’s&lt;/strong&gt; curiosity&lt;br /&gt;As to what is actually in the box!!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m leaving it as it is!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Until &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HO-HO-HO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I spend my hours&lt;br /&gt;Reading all the manga that I can possible read online&lt;br /&gt;“Bloody Kiss” was such a good read&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;The title like one kind&lt;br /&gt;But! The story was sooooo my type!!!&lt;br /&gt;VAMPY VAMPY~~!!! (^.^)v&lt;br /&gt;Plus the artist was good!!&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate good drawings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m read Alice 19th&lt;br /&gt;And listening to “Rising Sun”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBSK&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lyrics so artsy fartsy,&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And you hear this screamo thing&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;Chester&lt;/strong&gt;!! HA!!&lt;br /&gt;Kk, ciao now brown cow~&lt;br /&gt;(Just trying my rhyming thing..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4434977489791469475?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4434977489791469475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4434977489791469475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4434977489791469475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4434977489791469475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/asleep-to-his-voice.html' title='Asleep to his voice'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5233611979320964158</id><published>2008-12-18T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:20:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That warm hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That warm hug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, joyful, joyous!!&lt;br /&gt;I finally passed my FTT yesterday~!!&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda funny since it was another last min attempt&lt;br /&gt;While chatting with &lt;strong&gt;Zie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I actually remembered I had a test&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the very same night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; actually went all out to source for help&lt;br /&gt;Scan the book&lt;br /&gt;Asked &lt;strong&gt;Weili&lt;/strong&gt; for help~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;And to the kind &lt;strong&gt;Weili&lt;/strong&gt; for the website&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up to practice &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HWEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;But right after the test&lt;br /&gt;I was treated to the flu bug&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=afd371da.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/afd371da.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can think of is Immunology&lt;br /&gt;(I know right)&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of the lines of defences&lt;br /&gt;And how the heck my body is going to fight the bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I could think of&lt;br /&gt;(while chatting with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;strong&gt;Noctis&lt;/strong&gt; coming to gimme a big nice warm hug&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4e5dd44a.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/4e5dd44a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then making chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;To cure me of all ailments&lt;br /&gt;I swear I will never be sick again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HWEEE~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ohh~ &lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; called me today!!&lt;br /&gt;In the morn!!&lt;br /&gt;Just before she left the country~&lt;br /&gt;Haha, gosh it's been a really long time&lt;br /&gt;I wished her the best&lt;br /&gt;Come back safely!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really need to apologise to &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was suppose to meet&lt;br /&gt;But my fam had some furniture moved in&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Godpa&lt;/strong&gt; treated us to lunch (:&lt;br /&gt;I had beef &lt;strong&gt;LAK-SA-NIAAAA~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hehe~ (irritates &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; with my pronunciation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we arrived at &lt;strong&gt;Godpa’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept on the comfy sofa&lt;br /&gt;Lack to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let’s hope that &lt;strong&gt;Nocty&lt;/strong&gt; comes while I sleep&lt;br /&gt;(nudge nudge &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And gimme a nice warm hug&lt;br /&gt;And then I can smile in my sleep&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e7e88a57.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/e7e88a57.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand I wanna watch “Angus’s Thongs”&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BratDance.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/BratDance.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5233611979320964158?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5233611979320964158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5233611979320964158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5233611979320964158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5233611979320964158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-warm-hug.html' title='That warm hug'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8827531989633807097</id><published>2008-12-16T14:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:24:23.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caelum Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;aelum &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;overs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;trl + &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;trl + V:&lt;br /&gt;Begin with &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;aelum, &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;ullen, &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;risis &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;ore, &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;hester and &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;HRISTMAS!!! HWEEE~!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!!! I just realized &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;loud fits in too!!! Heee~~&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;ash, &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;ondo and &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;ars&lt;br /&gt;Bells told me that credit cards ain’t good&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it’s a debt&lt;br /&gt;Go for cash~ LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super ecstatic!! (:&lt;br /&gt;After sloth-ing for the weekends&lt;br /&gt;And the whole of Monday&lt;br /&gt;I’m thrilled to be going out with the girls&lt;br /&gt;And even more thrilled to be anticipating next year!!&lt;br /&gt;All that fills this little brain of mine&lt;br /&gt;Are all thoughts of meeting &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;aelum&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6f428754.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/6f428754.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;loud&lt;br /&gt;In their native country!!! GAHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It’s a sign: Tv channels have been dropping hints&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think about Japan&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!!! An ad of jap product comes on!!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming~ You beautiful one heck of a country YOU!!!!&lt;a href="http://s363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=af48944b-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo75/whimsicalfancy/af48944b-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-8827531989633807097?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8827531989633807097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8827531989633807097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8827531989633807097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8827531989633807097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-aelum-c-overs-c-trl-c-ctrl-v-begin.html' title='Caelum Covers'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6026373768865151955</id><published>2008-12-15T04:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:01:07.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush Hush Crush Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hush Hush Crush Rush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll have to slice and dice&lt;br /&gt;It perpetually been a whole week&lt;br /&gt;And praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The holiday season is here!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept myself absorbed with Skip Beat&lt;br /&gt;What an entertain manga, seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally twisting and turning&lt;br /&gt;To get comfortable reading from my com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance to that horrible faci!!&lt;br /&gt;YUCKY-POO!!&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I don’t have to bear with awkward phrases&lt;br /&gt;And ever trying so too damn hard to blend in&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! Please spare yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And stop overreacting! CHEESE!!&lt;br /&gt;Twilight, Twibright Trauma&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush down to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Twilight gala premiere&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How HWEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and I won some prizes for our video&lt;br /&gt;And her mom came down to accompany us&lt;br /&gt;She’s a cartoon as always~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; joined us and sat at different places&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;I would say the movie was generally good&lt;br /&gt;But being the bitchy-fied movie critic&lt;br /&gt;I was thoroughly upset with the details&lt;br /&gt;Well, can’t be helped especially after I read the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah&lt;/strong&gt; knows I bitch alot about the movie&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! She would be thoroughly irritated, I know (smirks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior this day, the group of Twilights&lt;br /&gt;Had decided to wear the Tees&lt;br /&gt;As living proof that we’re quite fans&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE’VE WATCHED MOVIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End result:&lt;br /&gt;As soon the class left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cherine and the Twits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took hold of the space and created some cheap fun&lt;br /&gt;Well, we sparkled and took pictures in our glorious moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I spent the night finishing Skip Beat!&lt;br /&gt;And reality of YOG set in&lt;br /&gt;With queer moments&lt;br /&gt;The game is on&lt;br /&gt;But not something to trifled with.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;Sent my head into a spinning frenzy&lt;br /&gt;No food, little water and no sleep~&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after class,&lt;br /&gt;Fish noodle soup to warm my insides&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Aishah&lt;/strong&gt; for being my company~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday Feels like FREEDOM!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Release!&lt;br /&gt;Almost carefree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; and I head aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;After we ate at banquet&lt;br /&gt;Instilled excitement in our little chatters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I just finished up on another weekend&lt;br /&gt;Outings with &lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Johnne&lt;/strong&gt; on Sat&lt;br /&gt;All the way to DG, Starbucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; was a recording!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I had LP's studio in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'll keep at that~ (: &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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SUVxfSK1a-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/21N2u0t-1BU/s1600-h/n589567637_1254856_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750920428940258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SUVxfSK1a-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/21N2u0t-1BU/s320/n589567637_1254856_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a drunken look, it'll be that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Johnne&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;(again) and &lt;strong&gt;Yingying&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Place of recommendation:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some Japanese food court in North Point’s new wing&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHAHAHAHAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped in~&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking enchanted la&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine being enchanted by a food court??!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;Credits to overly active imagination&lt;br /&gt;It was like food stalls in Japan!!! (smiles till eyes are gone)&lt;br /&gt;KYYYAAAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Blissful I tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall meet you soon no matter what!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh and on very very significant note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14 Dec 08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.09pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FREAKIN SUCCESSFULLY BID FOR MY PSP!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMCCC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hweee~ I just a cheaper bid just now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But not much (To my relief and I can't possibly wait until it expires!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH HAPPY DAY~~~!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SUVw9wNuxmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Y9GKhpMk_CI/s1600-h/woo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279750344378599010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SUVw9wNuxmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Y9GKhpMk_CI/s320/woo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6026373768865151955?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6026373768865151955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6026373768865151955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6026373768865151955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6026373768865151955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/hush-hush-crush-rush.html' title='Hush Hush Crush Rush'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SUVxfSK1a-I/AAAAAAAAAWo/21N2u0t-1BU/s72-c/n589567637_1254856_2126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6092937070398576576</id><published>2008-12-12T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:58:12.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda Alice De Souza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_alice.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Alice! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=" Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; You are intelligent, outgoing &amp; stylish.  A true girly girl, you love shopping &amp; makeovers.   &lt;br /&gt; Although you are a generous friend, you can be coy, tricky &amp; very persuasive in order to&lt;br /&gt; get your way.  You are known to zone out occasionally during conversations, but your&lt;br /&gt; friends forgive you because you are understanding, supportive &amp; know how to throw one&lt;br /&gt; heck of a party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6092937070398576576?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6092937070398576576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6092937070398576576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6092937070398576576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6092937070398576576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/amanda-alice-de-souza.html' title='Amanda Alice De Souza'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3620895583036749170</id><published>2008-12-12T17:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:01:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twilight Guy in Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/quizzes/which-male-twilight-character-are-you.html" title="Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2885755290_7e6dd4724a_o.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Jasper! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Male Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=" Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, obeservant and good at managing a group of people.  Although &lt;br /&gt;you long for meaningful connections, you can be can be distant and sometimes lack &lt;br /&gt;self control.  You are careful though and the tough experiences you’ve been through &lt;br /&gt;help you to work at living a better life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3620895583036749170?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3620895583036749170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3620895583036749170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3620895583036749170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3620895583036749170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-guy-in-me.html' title='The Twilight Guy in Me'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-479848895311939652</id><published>2008-12-07T05:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T05:18:53.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight, Twihard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight, Twihard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;I have thoroughly enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;Accomplishing small tasks&lt;br /&gt;Of so little importance yet&lt;br /&gt;Totally being satisfied everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulled the stops to my ride awaken self&lt;br /&gt;And lay myself down to rest accidently&lt;br /&gt;But a promise is a promise&lt;br /&gt;So I escaped after my long rest&lt;br /&gt;Gallivant before the friend actually arrived at my stop&lt;br /&gt;I settled for toast, eggs and tea&lt;br /&gt;If the story need to be concluded&lt;br /&gt;We had a bloody blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and I.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; phenomenon descended on our awareness&lt;br /&gt;Started with toast, eggs and tea for me&lt;br /&gt;Ended with toast, eggs and tea for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mundane” coiled it&lt;br /&gt;Can I say secretly here,&lt;br /&gt;There it was also one of the most embarrassing days of my life&lt;br /&gt;Utterly oozing discomposure of my very being&lt;br /&gt;I myself know how every action&lt;br /&gt;Made me more uncomfortable than the previous&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that I had dropped my com that very day&lt;br /&gt;Simply took the icing on the cake&lt;br /&gt;My heart stood quite still&lt;br /&gt;And shattered along with the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made &lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt; began with utter shitful-ness&lt;br /&gt;I denied myself the truth and swam in hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weili&lt;/strong&gt; knew better than that and made me just lost temporary control&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don’t do displays&lt;br /&gt;But this one wasn’t in my hands&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad even I couldn’t comprehend why&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I gave everyone quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Which I would rather it be private&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made them probably worried&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; commented about my different self&lt;br /&gt;Leaving her quite heartbroken too&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry girl&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t even a proper reason to upset over&lt;br /&gt;And yet there I was shamelessly moping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew better than to make people sad&lt;br /&gt;So somewhere from the poluted air,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I drew comfort&lt;br /&gt;And poof, back ol’me&lt;br /&gt;The end gave me quite a bit of hope&lt;br /&gt;After the com guy analyzed my lappy&lt;br /&gt;With encouraging words from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The girls and FG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you very much, I’m happy that you guys were there)&lt;br /&gt;I shall look forward to the diagnose from HP&lt;br /&gt;Bring it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nownow,&lt;br /&gt;The main point of this post was dedicated to the title&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Since "today", 6Dec, was the soiree and book discussion&lt;br /&gt;I had to dress literally to impress&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my grabby little hands on some goodies (sly grins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; was least interested in my ramblings of my outfit&lt;br /&gt;“Just go with what you want”&lt;br /&gt;Not very helpful for inexperienced dresser&lt;br /&gt;Spitefully, without any fashionable taste in my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama&lt;/strong&gt;, endearingly fetched me to NLB&lt;br /&gt;Fed me with Bak Ku Teh!&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving me to fend for myself&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to die a self-conscious person”&lt;br /&gt;,I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, if I had multiple personalities&lt;br /&gt;The crazy one came out to protect me&lt;br /&gt;It actually brought new friends XD&lt;br /&gt;Well done.&lt;br /&gt;But you have seriously humiliated me&lt;br /&gt;And I hope not everything goes onto film&lt;br /&gt;Please please please!!!&lt;br /&gt;I must be really blessed today&lt;br /&gt;I did win a ticket to the premiere&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda won best dress (squeals)&lt;br /&gt;Effort paid off!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I didn’t overdo it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana’s family&lt;/strong&gt; was really warm and embracing&lt;br /&gt;I met them at Plaza Sing&lt;br /&gt;Oh my GOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun&lt;br /&gt;Despite the throbbing irritant in me head&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPY~&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to know the members of &lt;strong&gt;Ridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom I must have unknowingly cursed them with my wretched mouth&lt;br /&gt;I quote myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think your brother will at least win second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To which they did,&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreakingly, after all those practices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And still placed second for many times in a row&lt;br /&gt;Shall pray for the top for you guys&lt;br /&gt;If I do pray that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolt kept us painfully awake&lt;br /&gt;It stirred hysteria and riot with the bunch&lt;br /&gt;With me trashing about in my own seat&lt;br /&gt;Probably amplifying my laughter more than necessary&lt;br /&gt;But I loved &lt;strong&gt;Rhino&lt;/strong&gt; and the ever adorable &lt;strong&gt;Bolt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“DIE, DIE, DIE!!! Heheheheheeeeee~~~!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How scary that I was able to easily chat with them&lt;br /&gt;I must thank &lt;strong&gt;Nana’s family&lt;/strong&gt; for being very accommodating&lt;br /&gt;Her mom, I must say is a really great mother&lt;br /&gt;Like mine, of course (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS NANA :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-479848895311939652?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/479848895311939652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=479848895311939652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/479848895311939652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/479848895311939652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-twihard.html' title='Twilight, Twihard!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8353467175746755752</id><published>2008-12-03T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:37:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving Daggers into Doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diving Daggers into Doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold that clock.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sleepless nights would turn one sloth-y&lt;br /&gt;That Saturday was pretty slow and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; enticed with English subtitles of Devdas&lt;br /&gt;It’s difficult to peel away&lt;br /&gt;But time does not wait.&lt;br /&gt;Rish-rush.&lt;br /&gt;How funny that thoughts would whisper&lt;br /&gt;“Late, but they’ll be later”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhrahh rahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bels &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Lulu'&lt;/strong&gt; day out XD&lt;br /&gt;I’m so lazy to make put every detail down.&lt;br /&gt;Indo cuisine, &lt;strong&gt;Aishah’s&lt;/strong&gt; play, pictures, and jamming&lt;br /&gt;Run that by and fast forward to the roasted nann&lt;br /&gt;Near Mustafa, called Usman.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, delightful (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run for Sun (day)&lt;br /&gt;Ran late ran errands&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Plaza Sing late enough&lt;br /&gt;To miss the girls&lt;br /&gt;Did my own touring&lt;br /&gt;To my utter delight&lt;br /&gt;And pain (of not being able to afford)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Figurines, and the CRISIS CORE PSP console!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All worthy of my divine attention!!!&lt;br /&gt;(spasms)&lt;br /&gt;I saw Daggers and Swords&lt;br /&gt;Katana and Axes&lt;br /&gt;(frowns and sighs)&lt;br /&gt;I really want&lt;br /&gt;I would wishfully and fondly think&lt;br /&gt;Of having my own house&lt;br /&gt;And making all those pieces for decoration&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I wouldn’t want violent people in my house&lt;br /&gt;(other than myself of course)&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t want a crime scene in my home now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never stop to dream. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Christmasses with girls and guys&lt;br /&gt;Head to Cathy with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; for LP black cover&lt;br /&gt;And then to Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;How warming to sit at a table and share a meal&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate &lt;strong&gt;Alvis’s&lt;/strong&gt; birthday not-so-surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;But don’t be dishearten cuz the intention was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, boring and annoying&lt;br /&gt;People left in melancholy solace&lt;br /&gt;While I peek at a different side&lt;br /&gt;Today plainly normal&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact we went to ate before UT..&lt;br /&gt;And watch this literally mind boggling movie&lt;br /&gt;It boggled my mind till it hurt&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing really!!&lt;br /&gt;All that enticed me was the adorable fireman&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the fact the &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; joined us of trips today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coolness!&lt;/strong&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/4209692223104831922-8353467175746755752?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8353467175746755752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8353467175746755752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8353467175746755752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8353467175746755752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/12/diving-daggers-into-doubt.html' title='Diving Daggers into Doubt'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7037900739501908139</id><published>2008-11-29T05:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:22:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart beats and Circulating heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart beats and Circulating heat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the pissy mood during biochem&lt;br /&gt;I should be pissed too&lt;br /&gt;But it shouldn’t have any significant affect on me&lt;br /&gt;But the class seem to have this&lt;br /&gt;“Tag-you’re-it” pissed and PMS-y day&lt;br /&gt;Infectious really&lt;br /&gt;It couldn’t really harm me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Barely made a mark on my anger meter&lt;br /&gt;But don’t you go annoy with your antics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope sweet friend didn’t get too bothered&lt;br /&gt;Hope it was all out after those tears (:&lt;br /&gt;They help once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;Especially in the art of catching cockroaches&lt;br /&gt;Or one for that matter&lt;br /&gt;Some stray little ugly bug managed to get into the bag of a friend’s&lt;br /&gt;Boy did it set the whole class into a war zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; VS Chicken Shitters &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it was war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SHE WAS A VICIOUS WARFREAK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hurling the mummified creature around at people!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(shivers)&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh after everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although I was ‘shittin in my pants’ when the fiasco started &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thankfully, the guys had displayed a hideous weakness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the small thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite the size diff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Piture &lt;strong&gt;Satty&lt;/strong&gt; and a tiny cockroachy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Made me habour a thought about smth random:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those vulgar things even have vulgar names =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone left&lt;br /&gt;I waited for &lt;strong&gt;Bels&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Lu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS and then studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; had invited me for coffee&lt;br /&gt;Hweee!&lt;br /&gt;And then to Mustafa&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weili Chan Mali Chan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lovely absurd ideas&lt;br /&gt;He's the typical uncle-kinda complain king&lt;br /&gt;AND!!! We are planning an attack on Monday regarding the RJ.&lt;br /&gt;Ran wild in Marina today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peganol&lt;/strong&gt; had this very funny blushing incident&lt;br /&gt;With a guy with nice platinum blond hair&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on the table (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;Who by after much scrutiny&lt;br /&gt;Actually turns out to be a girl&lt;br /&gt;Gosh she has good taste for a youngling like herself&lt;br /&gt;Good face to carrying it off&lt;br /&gt;(pout, frown and grits teeth envy-ly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of scandal and random jokes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the post syndrome of laughter&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls, and the newly recruited boys&lt;br /&gt;So much joy and fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartbeats feel irregular&lt;br /&gt;Strange&lt;br /&gt;As if they skip beats for fun&lt;br /&gt;It’s too much reading about &lt;strong&gt;Tsukiyomi Ikuto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I shouldn’t do it without cool air around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have they ceased to exist?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or where they never at all?&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/4209692223104831922-7037900739501908139?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7037900739501908139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7037900739501908139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7037900739501908139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7037900739501908139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-beats-and-circulating-heat.html' title='Heart beats and Circulating heat'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1034500900528745719</id><published>2008-11-27T03:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:29:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LP: PROJECT ‘REVELATION’</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img33.picoodle.com/img/img33/4/3/18/f_linkinparkm_ec646e1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273045752826643490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://img33.picoodle.com/img/img33/4/3/18/f_linkinparkm_ec646e1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LP: PROJECT ‘REVELATION’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inverted commas are there for a purpose&lt;br /&gt;In case all the other crazy LP fans attack me for the wrong title of their new CD/DVD&lt;br /&gt;Revelation on my part&lt;br /&gt;On how the LP bug actually got to me&lt;br /&gt;Crawled under my skin&lt;br /&gt;And infected me with a disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began when Meemee wanted to buy a few CDs&lt;br /&gt;CDs were very popular then&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we bought quite a few&lt;br /&gt;I knew that LP was good&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t know how I knew&lt;br /&gt;Both of had this misconception&lt;br /&gt;That Linkin Park probably had music&lt;br /&gt;That would be rated NC16 now&lt;br /&gt;Filled with profanities, that is&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we mixed them with Limp Bizkit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I soooo wrong&lt;br /&gt;I got soo hooked on all of their songs&lt;br /&gt;Not a normal thing&lt;br /&gt;Considering artist love to trick you&lt;br /&gt;By having one or two songs to rock to&lt;br /&gt;And the rest will be just crap&lt;br /&gt;LP was the SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;DE SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since,&lt;br /&gt;A loyal and lovin’ fan was born,&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big disappointment to be absent from their Padang performance&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaking really&lt;br /&gt;Meemee was really afraid that I’d get trampled&lt;br /&gt;Andand, the tickets would seem a bomb to me then&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t afford, not on my own that is.&lt;br /&gt;“Just wished that I didn’t feel like there was something I miss..” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Butbut, never give up an opportunity twice&lt;br /&gt;In the recent one~&lt;br /&gt;(JUMPS AND SCREAMS)&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chester blew me away man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;His vocals.. (melts)&lt;br /&gt;Mike was so.. wa~&lt;br /&gt;The band dammit was bloody good~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nana actually made me stir again&lt;br /&gt;LP soul was revived&lt;br /&gt;WOOHHOOOO!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c368/LG_UMS/Linkin%20Park/LP.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273045764517638850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c368/LG_UMS/Linkin%20Park/LP.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brutal Mike Shinoda wiping&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chester Bennington&lt;/strong&gt;!! (giggles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Imagine: The person who caught the towel, labels towel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LP Tour 200*, Towel with Chester's sweat wiped by Mike!! (Muahaha!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-1034500900528745719?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1034500900528745719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1034500900528745719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1034500900528745719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1034500900528745719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/lp-project-revelation.html' title='LP: PROJECT ‘REVELATION’'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c368/LG_UMS/Linkin%20Park/th_LP.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7250070931307680243</id><published>2008-11-27T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:42:20.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To do everything you want to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To do everything you want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am in the morn and &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; and I talked&lt;br /&gt;She’s so funny&lt;br /&gt;It’s so true:&lt;br /&gt;The people who never frown eventually break down&lt;br /&gt;And the fruit doesn’t fall too far from the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; must be swelling with stress&lt;br /&gt;Always caught up in between&lt;br /&gt;It never ends does it?&lt;br /&gt;(shakes with assurance)&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it doesn’t~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scramble to my feet&lt;br /&gt;And rushed to town&lt;br /&gt;It’s been some time &lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt; and I had dinner&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently, &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Shasha&lt;/strong&gt; was there!!&lt;br /&gt;At Funan, Kimage&lt;br /&gt;I was actually HMV&lt;br /&gt;When I told &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; I was at MPH&lt;br /&gt;I was previewing Road to Revolution!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the Twilight &amp;amp; Gossip Girl soundtracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt; met me for J.Co&lt;br /&gt;Doughnuts and drink&lt;br /&gt;Window shopped for heels&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t resist trying a few pair&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia for snacks&lt;br /&gt;To which I couldn’t finish&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I must say I had too much to say&lt;br /&gt;Bought mama congee&lt;br /&gt;And talked about my LP obsession&lt;br /&gt;Pray they’ll come back again.&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Please~&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/4209692223104831922-7250070931307680243?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7250070931307680243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7250070931307680243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7250070931307680243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7250070931307680243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-do-everything-you-want-to-do.html' title='To do everything you want to do'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-938348654472282092</id><published>2008-11-26T02:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:35:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whimsical Fancy: The last waltz with the soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whimsical Fancy: The last waltz with the soldier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prince sits on his throne&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t frown,&lt;br /&gt;Yet just by watching him&lt;br /&gt;One could tell that he was worried with kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she watched&lt;br /&gt;Her heart grieved&lt;br /&gt;Yet she should understand&lt;br /&gt;She loved his kingdom too&lt;br /&gt;But her selfish affection&lt;br /&gt;Was to great&lt;br /&gt;The kingdom placed second&lt;br /&gt;And him..&lt;br /&gt;First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Saw that when it was peaceful&lt;br /&gt;The palace and all its splendours&lt;br /&gt;Were adorned with beautiful lights&lt;br /&gt;Families of nobility would gather&lt;br /&gt;There would be an orchestra to string melodies&lt;br /&gt;Food sculptured for the appetite&lt;br /&gt;The prince would sit at the same throne&lt;br /&gt;Warm with spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened her eyes again&lt;br /&gt;Tracing the distance on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Right up to his throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking at the same prince&lt;br /&gt;The setting now&lt;br /&gt;So dark and haunted&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy was the only one dancing in the halls now&lt;br /&gt;He sat very still,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes gently closed&lt;br /&gt;As if he was taking a peaceful nap&lt;br /&gt;He had his knuckles pressed against his cheek&lt;br /&gt;It seemed as if he was pondering&lt;br /&gt;Over a matter of little importance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took in all these details&lt;br /&gt;Despite the great distance&lt;br /&gt;She was standing away from where he sat&lt;br /&gt;Her lips curled at the sides&lt;br /&gt;“How adorable”&lt;br /&gt;She thought&lt;br /&gt;She tingled with excitement&lt;br /&gt;But held back by immense sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heaved a breathe out&lt;br /&gt;And it echoed in the walls of the castle&lt;br /&gt;He heard it&lt;br /&gt;Because he peeled himself away from his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;To open his eyes&lt;br /&gt;With so much refinement and perfection&lt;br /&gt;He stood from his throne&lt;br /&gt;As walked charmingly as a man could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her blood boiled with flurry now&lt;br /&gt;As his gaze fixed on the luminous pale face&lt;br /&gt;He stopped with his face inches away hers&lt;br /&gt;She could feel the colour seep into her cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Her heart pounding so loud that it rang in her ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can’t look at him&lt;br /&gt;Not when her body is still betraying her&lt;br /&gt;He would melt her into goo if she continued looking at him&lt;br /&gt;She decided the collar of his clothing would be sufficient&lt;br /&gt;She divert her eyes with seeming too rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gingerly, he trailed her arms&lt;br /&gt;Leading his palms to her hands&lt;br /&gt;Pulled her closer and&lt;br /&gt;Tenderly, he kissed her forehead&lt;br /&gt;As painful it was for him&lt;br /&gt;He hid it well as he was taught to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear rested on her lower lid&lt;br /&gt;She was determined that it would not fall&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to give him a lovely picture&lt;br /&gt;For him to keep until he returned&lt;br /&gt;He back away a little&lt;br /&gt;Allowing room for a bow&lt;br /&gt;And extending an inviting hand&lt;br /&gt;An invitation for a waltz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shall we?”&lt;br /&gt;He humbly requested&lt;br /&gt;She nodded and pulled herself to him&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll dance like before”&lt;br /&gt;He whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rest her head on his shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And they circled the floor with slow steps&lt;br /&gt;Keeping to the beat of an imaginary song&lt;br /&gt;One they both were so familiar with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, are you really going?”&lt;br /&gt;She mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;He giggled at the absurdity of the question&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, ...”&lt;br /&gt;He paused, contemplating on how she address her&lt;br /&gt;“... Love” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After deciding that it was the only appropiate word that fitted her&lt;br /&gt;She jerked up upon hearing the word&lt;br /&gt;But decided to continue resting her head&lt;br /&gt;“Why?”&lt;br /&gt;She asked again, confused with hurt.&lt;br /&gt;She needed another reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because I’m the only royal blood left?&lt;br /&gt;I have to protect the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t abandon the country that raised me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot give the invaders the power they seek..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please don’t go,&lt;br /&gt;Let the soldiers fight”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am a soldier..”&lt;br /&gt;“I have to lead”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No!” A whisper,&lt;br /&gt;So rebellious and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lost her prince but for now&lt;br /&gt;She just wanted to remain like that&lt;br /&gt;To waltz with her soldier forever.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-938348654472282092?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/938348654472282092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=938348654472282092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/938348654472282092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/938348654472282092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/whimsical-fancy-last-waltz-with-soldier.html' title='Whimsical Fancy: The last waltz with the soldier'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7812368002150361101</id><published>2008-11-25T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:20:41.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing significant&lt;br /&gt;Except I let &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; in on a little “complaint”&lt;br /&gt;I was so entertained by LP once again&lt;br /&gt;(: Since Gen class on Mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and I caught alot on LPTV&lt;br /&gt;Hwee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after UT&lt;br /&gt;Bought some ol’ cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Played around with 2 cookies.. (grins)&lt;br /&gt;Walked to King’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bid our farewells to &lt;strong&gt;Adel&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;PLP&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Reen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chit chatted with &lt;strong&gt;YS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until I went scrambling to find the &lt;strong&gt;Fat Godzilla&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha!! (nudges &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I loved nice small gathering of fun&lt;br /&gt;Nice chitter chatter really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many secrets out from the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. Only little itty bitties~ Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-7812368002150361101?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7812368002150361101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7812368002150361101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7812368002150361101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7812368002150361101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-cookies.html' title='Old cookies'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7978400206701380243</id><published>2008-11-24T06:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T06:35:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been meaning to write this&lt;br /&gt;It stemmed from a conversation&lt;br /&gt;With a friend&lt;br /&gt;I’d say I know her a little more than superficially&lt;br /&gt;Well she kind of made me think:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(really hard, at that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard is it exactly to let go?&lt;br /&gt;Too damn hard I could say&lt;br /&gt;Or could imagine&lt;br /&gt;I can barely rid myself of bad habits&lt;br /&gt;What more an actual breathing being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have reached a point&lt;br /&gt;Where all their idiosyncrasies are made known&lt;br /&gt;Instead of loving or adoring them&lt;br /&gt;You start to find it annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you say a person that loves you,&lt;br /&gt;Would want to be at least liked by the people around you?&lt;br /&gt;It would be appeasing, to least try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it’s been so long&lt;br /&gt;Is it more difficult?&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re dependable on the other half&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or because you’re so used to the fact&lt;br /&gt;That you breezed days that it became years?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know for myself why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you rather pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let it swell like a tumour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For it to crush your organs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before you finally see yourself crumbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks your heart&lt;br /&gt;And you know it doesn’t feel right&lt;br /&gt;Why do we grasped on the edge of the cliff&lt;br /&gt;When we can fall freely into the ocean beneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the ocean brings too many uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;You might die&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too comfortable on top of that cliff, really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That when left hanging,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All we really wanna do is hang, really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll step on your fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let you dive into the deep blue&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you deserve something better&lt;br /&gt;Out there where someone would be able to love you better&lt;br /&gt;Then again, the wait might be tough&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts quaver because they’re not the same&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how I’ll manage&lt;br /&gt;If placed in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;But be brave (haha, another abbreviation of BBB!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll have trouble stepping into that turf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Someone told me it will never be the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want to alter to falter&lt;br /&gt;I have awkward-ity as my ammunition&lt;br /&gt;Take another step beyond that boundary&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll exterminate you like a fly (smirks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whimsical Fancy: &lt;br /&gt;Amandum quae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My thoughts would wander&lt;br /&gt;If a certain being would&lt;br /&gt;Build that barrier for me&lt;br /&gt;One powered by telekinesis&lt;br /&gt;Constructed by circling swords, lances and spears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would be the one to protect.&lt;/em&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/4209692223104831922-7978400206701380243?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7978400206701380243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7978400206701380243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7978400206701380243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7978400206701380243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-go.html' title='Let go'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2740742446499724031</id><published>2008-11-24T05:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:53:44.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rummage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rummage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese, it’s scary&lt;br /&gt;To still be awake&lt;br /&gt;But also wretchedly tired&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been sorting out my files&lt;br /&gt;Looking through past pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it’s like an emotional trip&lt;br /&gt;How fast has it been when you look back?&lt;br /&gt;How slow can it be when you look forward?&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind, fleeting as it pleases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that she’s doing fine&lt;br /&gt;Even if it mean waddling through awkward moments&lt;br /&gt;And having thoughts all in a heap of flurry&lt;br /&gt;How enviable though,&lt;br /&gt;To be able to put those thoughts into nicely constructed sentences&lt;br /&gt;I would think them and forget to pen it exactly the way I thought them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been losing touch with my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I’ve been obsessing over what I’ve doing day by day&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that somehow I’d forget the days&lt;br /&gt;What I did, Where I was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;Spitting at the face of time&lt;br /&gt;Neglecting all its gifts&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn’t want to forget now, would I?&lt;br /&gt;All the moments&lt;br /&gt;All the seconds&lt;br /&gt;I could at least throw my laughter carelessly&lt;br /&gt;Or at least said that I enjoy it thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to take things for granted&lt;br /&gt;I have a big problem&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a best friend name Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;And a demon of sloth&lt;br /&gt;It’s been so suffocating&lt;br /&gt;Infuriating to my own being&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;I need to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Mane tempu expergiscendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don’t forget me then&lt;br /&gt;Just please don’t...&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/4209692223104831922-2740742446499724031?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2740742446499724031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2740742446499724031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2740742446499724031'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM-YIQlMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WOxmm5NZAKk/s1600-h/My+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271899842070746306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM-YIQlMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WOxmm5NZAKk/s320/My+ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM-64gGGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0BOqnQZq2BU/s1600-h/My+ride+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271899851399895138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM-64gGGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/0BOqnQZq2BU/s320/My+ride+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM_ucG4nI/AAAAAAAAAWI/JxDaX2T4aHw/s1600-h/My+ride+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271899865239446130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM_ucG4nI/AAAAAAAAAWI/JxDaX2T4aHw/s320/My+ride+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-239239437595256784?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/239239437595256784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=239239437595256784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/239239437595256784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/239239437595256784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-had-really-cool-ride.html' title='If I had a really cool ride..'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SSmM-YIQlMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/WOxmm5NZAKk/s72-c/My+ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1077394454695652720</id><published>2008-11-23T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:07:22.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free to feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Free to feast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed out on Siapa Baba on Fri&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the girls had other plans&lt;br /&gt;Like plans to try Soup Spoon&lt;br /&gt;We found the small one in town&lt;br /&gt;And went to Raffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we met 2 of our very friends&lt;br /&gt;They were situated quite near from SS&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ben and Jerry&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Thank you girls (and guy)&lt;br /&gt;For the small fun over food~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise late on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;And met the masquerade people @Bugis&lt;br /&gt;Moved around Arab to which a few items caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;(people’s eyebrow)&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t stay long&lt;br /&gt;And how frustrating&lt;br /&gt;To not be able to find a dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thank God&lt;br /&gt;It was simple&lt;br /&gt;And I chose to go as I was&lt;br /&gt;Boy did I have fun during Bingo&lt;br /&gt;(giggles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to clean up seriously..&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to watch The Mummy&lt;br /&gt;And talk to Nana&lt;br /&gt;Pray that LP comes back&lt;br /&gt;As uncles&lt;br /&gt;And us, adults&lt;br /&gt;They’ll be old school&lt;br /&gt;But we’ll still be their crazy ass fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting abbreviation: &lt;strong&gt;BBB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Which actually is: &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;lood &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;rain &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;arrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;loody &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ig &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;oobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;loody &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ig &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;utt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;loody &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;rainless &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;oys&lt;br /&gt;I could think of more but..Yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-1077394454695652720?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1077394454695652720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1077394454695652720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1077394454695652720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1077394454695652720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-to-feast.html' title='Free to feast'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6521837091372937434</id><published>2008-11-21T03:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:08:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Nocty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naughty Nocty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve opted for a darker background&lt;br /&gt;Since I hopped on to a blog&lt;br /&gt;Of someone having the exact same background&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;If you can’t be totally unique on this one&lt;br /&gt;Mainstream the colour&lt;br /&gt;And then fancy-fy it MY WAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Then again, not very easy!!&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been playing around with where&lt;br /&gt;Nocty should actually be&lt;br /&gt;Heehee&lt;br /&gt;I giggle like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall write a post of “Whimsical Fancy” soon&lt;br /&gt;One with him in it of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the skin&lt;br /&gt;GRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;I should be all about colours!!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE BOLD as the previous&lt;br /&gt;Ahh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll figure it soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'll edit as time permits&lt;br /&gt;Until I get the right one!!&lt;br /&gt;Bet &lt;strong&gt;Ann’s&lt;/strong&gt; gonna lash at my blog skin&lt;br /&gt;She’ll definitely have plenty of "nice" things to say&lt;br /&gt;(pouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucking in..&lt;br /&gt;Good night sweet Noctis&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful night you are~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6521837091372937434?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6521837091372937434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6521837091372937434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6521837091372937434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6521837091372937434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/naughty-nocty.html' title='Naughty Nocty'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3398009919034603910</id><published>2008-11-20T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:55:47.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Situation: Unfamiliarly Familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;D&lt;/u&gt;ream &lt;u&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;ituation: Unfamiliarly Familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And blinked them open&lt;br /&gt;I peer out the window&lt;br /&gt;Of the bus I was sitting in&lt;br /&gt;I was sure the woman driver had lost her marbles&lt;br /&gt;Did she think she was driving a convertible?&lt;br /&gt;The speed down the slope&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;I stood up&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I’m trying to defy gravity&lt;br /&gt;And here I am wondering&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone else so poised?&lt;br /&gt;We were going to hit the van in front!!!&lt;br /&gt;She swirled the bus round the bend&lt;br /&gt;Trying to avoid the van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lost control and railed off the road&lt;br /&gt;“Are you crazy??!!”&lt;br /&gt;I screamed&lt;br /&gt;It just didn’t register to her&lt;br /&gt;She continued with her mad road ethics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we crash?&lt;br /&gt;Because all was a blur&lt;br /&gt;And all I only remember being in this dark room&lt;br /&gt;It was frightening&lt;br /&gt;The small windows&lt;br /&gt;Allowed rays of light&lt;br /&gt;Illuminating small areas of the room&lt;br /&gt;Something under a ray caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;I needed to check it out&lt;br /&gt;But I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;I had to cross areas of pitch black&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated&lt;br /&gt;There was light..&lt;br /&gt;I should be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran with my heart pounding&lt;br /&gt;And rolled the white matter around&lt;br /&gt;No, no what I had thought&lt;br /&gt;Relief, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;I made a fast sprint to back to the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he charged in&lt;br /&gt;Grasp my wrist&lt;br /&gt;And pulled me with him&lt;br /&gt;A few flights up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;He decided to let go&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me to chase after him&lt;br /&gt;What was this seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Did he want me to follow?&lt;br /&gt;I decided to run back down&lt;br /&gt;For what reason I do not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess he realised&lt;br /&gt;And he charged back&lt;br /&gt;To prevent me from going back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me into a tight embrace&lt;br /&gt;At that,&lt;br /&gt;I started visioning other men with scary faces&lt;br /&gt;Strangely familiar Chinese people&lt;br /&gt;I breathe before finally looking his face&lt;br /&gt;Drenched with worry&lt;br /&gt;He was Chinese&lt;br /&gt;With beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Piercing into mine&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Yue?&lt;br /&gt;I laughed in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;He was much younger looking though&lt;br /&gt;At this, I realised my arms were hurting&lt;br /&gt;He was holding me really tightly&lt;br /&gt;And then shaking me&lt;br /&gt;Likw he was trying to convey a message to me&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn’t hear anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shocked myself to wake&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;To wake??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3398009919034603910?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3398009919034603910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3398009919034603910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3398009919034603910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3398009919034603910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/dream-situation-unfamiliarly-familiar.html' title='Dream Situation: Unfamiliarly Familiar'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-608183402731273003</id><published>2008-11-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:11:41.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rush Crush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was reserved for special few&lt;br /&gt;As late as I arrived&lt;br /&gt;I still enjoyed time with the girls&lt;br /&gt;They showed off their new hair&lt;br /&gt;Copycats!! Seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I joke.&lt;br /&gt;Awful food @LJS&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;I won a bet made with &lt;strong&gt;Ying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the free bubble tea!!!&lt;br /&gt;WITH PEARLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; was seriously disturbing me&lt;br /&gt;By asking me to suck a few stray pearls in her drink&lt;br /&gt;And she was being obscene about it here~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt; was saying:&lt;br /&gt;“Be thankful she’s asking you to suck the pearls&lt;br /&gt;And not anything else”&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I take the hint. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genetics on Monday&lt;br /&gt;Seriously shitty&lt;br /&gt;The woman gets on my nerves like..&lt;br /&gt;A leech!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;How a mere being like her&lt;br /&gt;Cause so much distress!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever~&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be gone soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;That’s not to say I got totally scot free&lt;br /&gt;Not without UT&lt;br /&gt;And a magic show to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faci was being a twit today.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to say about it&lt;br /&gt;Except that she kinda loves shooting herself in the foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; brought a friend &lt;strong&gt;Sha&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi there and nice to have met you (:&lt;br /&gt;They looked like carbon copies, hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that tomorrow I actually have a performance&lt;br /&gt;Is starting to freak me out..&lt;br /&gt;I’m easily freak-a-ble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No thoughts anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Just actions.&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/4209692223104831922-608183402731273003?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/608183402731273003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=608183402731273003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/608183402731273003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/608183402731273003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/rush-crush.html' title='Rush Crush'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-447890194299316778</id><published>2008-11-17T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:23:41.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Tapestry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artistic Tapestry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“If you want to win&lt;br /&gt;Always listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;And if your heart&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t give you any anwers&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and think of your parents&lt;br /&gt;And you will cross all the hurdles..&lt;br /&gt;All your problems will vanish&lt;br /&gt;Victory will be yours”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundane morning&lt;br /&gt;Stays still in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;But things can get crazy&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks away&lt;br /&gt;Makeup, steps, family, friends&lt;br /&gt;I pray I won’t screw a good show up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Prep talks before the show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got me really feeling emotional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially the special dedication to a late parent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How bittersweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This needs to be kept in my prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the curtains parted&lt;br /&gt;Screams emerged from the dense of black&lt;br /&gt;Kinda stadium roar&lt;br /&gt;How adrenaline pumping&lt;br /&gt;It knotted my insides&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, come on, breathe..”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fast forward jumps back stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anticipating&amp;amp;wainting..&lt;br /&gt;Curtain call done&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I knew,&lt;br /&gt;I was screaming at my fam and friends&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the pictures NANA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the yellow rose EDAH!!&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERYBODY THANKS FOR COMING DOWN TO SUPPOT!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;fam&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;azie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;satty&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;z&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;abby&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;iggy&lt;/strong&gt;!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to thank &lt;strong&gt;Farah&lt;/strong&gt; for all the effort to help me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reminding and callin me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain&lt;/strong&gt;, for helping me with my costume~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kin&lt;/strong&gt; for drilling the steps into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the wonderful people (MCG) that I've met in this course for Reflections &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;In&lt;/strong&gt; for the lift to school~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(unglam entrance.. falling out of the truck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dine with my fam @some prata place&lt;br /&gt;Dunk my nasi briyani!!&lt;br /&gt;Chat with &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; till I fell asleep on her bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-447890194299316778?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/447890194299316778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=447890194299316778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/447890194299316778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/447890194299316778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/artistic-tapestry.html' title='Artistic Tapestry'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-9088182722054494812</id><published>2008-11-15T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:00:49.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorphins depletion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Endorphins depletion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold that thought&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the distraction&lt;br /&gt;Needed that Need for Speed&lt;br /&gt;And DJ sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt could sink it&lt;br /&gt;Both ways actually&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t say “No”&lt;br /&gt;Meemee was right about me&lt;br /&gt;Although I’d rather she’s wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hossan was really endearing&lt;br /&gt;And definitely hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! But it reduces to nothing after that&lt;br /&gt;No sense of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you hadn’t brought that up&lt;br /&gt;But history is history&lt;br /&gt;Served its purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d kick the shit out that jerk though..&lt;br /&gt;(giggles)&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/4209692223104831922-9088182722054494812?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/9088182722054494812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=9088182722054494812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9088182722054494812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/9088182722054494812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/endorphins-depletion.html' title='Endorphins depletion'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3297119163158270552</id><published>2008-11-13T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:30:56.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mad hatter goes mad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mad hatter goes mad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a happy journey there&lt;br /&gt;Nice breakfast on a tray&lt;br /&gt;But never had he known it would be this unpleasant&lt;br /&gt;Despondent and weary&lt;br /&gt;Along with him a tinge of anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you blame him?&lt;br /&gt;If he found a certain being, utterly irritable&lt;br /&gt;Constantly diverting his attention to the constant ramblings&lt;br /&gt;“Yak-yak-Yakety-yak” whines the anonymous being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a certain guest made its presence known&lt;br /&gt;Being decides to alert the mad hatter on receiving a gift&lt;br /&gt;The mad hatter got a certain “reward”&lt;br /&gt;One at which he wasn’t quite pleased with&lt;br /&gt;Did he not pour the tea well?&lt;br /&gt;He couldn’t comprehend the gift that the experimental guest had brought&lt;br /&gt;He went about his mad ways&lt;br /&gt;This time mad with anger&lt;br /&gt;Could the being not eavesdrop?&lt;br /&gt;No, for the being needs some recognition&lt;br /&gt;Always needing to be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the mad hatter’s tea party was conflicting&lt;br /&gt;Could they not be content with teas and cakes&lt;br /&gt;Keep things the way they are?!&lt;br /&gt;NO!! Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;They can’t compromise&lt;br /&gt;Or actually have difficulty doing so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mad hatter had stayed up to prepare for the party really&lt;br /&gt;Heavy with weary he waited for the guests&lt;br /&gt;Watched their acts&lt;br /&gt;When the party had started&lt;br /&gt;The mad hatter allowed himself another mad chance&lt;br /&gt;To be mad, this time with gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all was over&lt;br /&gt;The mad hatter, with a teacup in hand&lt;br /&gt;Sat down and poured tea from a pot with the other hand&lt;br /&gt;Set the pot down&lt;br /&gt;And threw sugar cubes and vigorously stirred the tea&lt;br /&gt;He set the tea on the table&lt;br /&gt;And slumped himself forward&lt;br /&gt;Smashing his teacup with his head&lt;br /&gt;And soiling the table cloth with his ingenious action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a day of being the mad hatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3297119163158270552?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3297119163158270552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3297119163158270552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3297119163158270552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3297119163158270552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-hatter-goes-mad.html' title='The mad hatter goes mad.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6804930301602802961</id><published>2008-11-11T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:04:10.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alter and falter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alter and falter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing worse than making up&lt;br /&gt;Is waking up&lt;br /&gt;Early for school that is&lt;br /&gt;Weekends been nice and easy&lt;br /&gt;Spending Friday night and the whole of Sat @&lt;strong&gt;Godma’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sunday definitely takes the icing on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;After hairdressing at &lt;strong&gt;Ken’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decide to venture around Singapore on my own&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I got very lost&lt;br /&gt;And when I arrived at the place it wasn’t even half done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to shock the soul out of me&lt;br /&gt;I saw a few old ladies falling down the escalator&lt;br /&gt;They were screaming and tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a pretty sight&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it got me so dumbfounded&lt;br /&gt;I stood there and watched&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t as if I was near the scene but the least I could do was..&lt;br /&gt;TO DO SOMETHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left shaken&lt;br /&gt;But relief that help came to them&lt;br /&gt;Mean Iggy was laughing when I told him about it&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to Vivo&lt;br /&gt;Did some shoppin –rahhrahh-haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;When I got home&lt;br /&gt;The episode of Sunday didn’t end there&lt;br /&gt;I still had to get Rex&lt;br /&gt;Put waxing&amp;amp;cards into picture&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll equate to &lt;strong&gt;Myron&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Clov&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 2 days&lt;br /&gt;Stringed with UT and Reflection&lt;br /&gt;Someone help&lt;br /&gt;Yest crazy but outrageously fun walking home&lt;br /&gt;Today, taking the small yellow pill,&lt;br /&gt;For my insane noise,&lt;br /&gt;Before silat..&lt;br /&gt;Had dire consequences&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to feed =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention about the Identical Idiots??&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t care about me, then please&lt;br /&gt;Save your inconsequential input&lt;br /&gt;Don’t dish your dirt on me ok!!&lt;br /&gt;These few careless lines can infuriate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World’s spinning&lt;br /&gt;Like my head&lt;br /&gt;It’s ok, this is good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6804930301602802961?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6804930301602802961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6804930301602802961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6804930301602802961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6804930301602802961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/alter-and-falter.html' title='Alter and falter'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1197121008946788593</id><published>2008-11-07T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:27:45.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus in F.R.A.M.E.D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Focus in F.R.A.M.E.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday had “F.R.A.M.E.D” marked on it&lt;br /&gt;And biochem had accomplished written all over it&lt;br /&gt;It was worrying to know that &lt;strong&gt;Zie&lt;/strong&gt; was upset&lt;br /&gt;But she was fine eventually&lt;br /&gt;Much to my relieve of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school&lt;br /&gt;Five of the girls&lt;br /&gt;Split into two teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and I on &lt;strong&gt;Zie’s&lt;/strong&gt; team&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;strong&gt;Sharon&lt;/strong&gt; was on &lt;strong&gt;Ying&lt;/strong&gt; team&lt;br /&gt;What’s with the team?&lt;br /&gt;It just simple&lt;br /&gt;We went to their houses&lt;br /&gt;Utterly redundant information to anyone who gives a cent&lt;br /&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Butbut! It was nice playing with the resident hammy!!&lt;br /&gt;Travelling all the way to CCK~&lt;br /&gt;And got a Pie Kia for a freakin’ dollar&lt;br /&gt;COW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all squeezed into the train back to Causeway Point&lt;br /&gt;I must have been a starving hound&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the amount of food that I have consumed&lt;br /&gt;Must have amounted to the size of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHALE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just say when I reached the Blackbox&lt;br /&gt;I must have an abundant of glycogen in jaw muscles&lt;br /&gt;And alot in the voice box too.&lt;br /&gt;I was shitty-ly noisy in the dead silent room&lt;br /&gt;Why did I cultivate such noise maker of myself?&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a friend of silence, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Put me in a quiet moment&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll prolly start musing&lt;br /&gt;Relatively, making as much reasonable noise to my deranged being as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have never been so pissed when I reached&lt;br /&gt;I have myself to blame but urgh~!!!&lt;br /&gt;I woke so early to be late AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;Just because I had poor decision making skill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NBTT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face was literally sweeping the floow dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;strong&gt;Sharon&lt;/strong&gt; was concerned (: Thanks girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s lesson made more sense than previous ones&lt;br /&gt;It could have been so much better if the facilitor&lt;br /&gt;Would know how to facilitate!!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting preview today really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zaini&lt;/strong&gt; was really professional&lt;br /&gt;I was so in awe when he actually gave us feedback&lt;br /&gt;Omg!!&lt;br /&gt;He could slapped me left and right with good humour man&lt;br /&gt;And wipe dexterity all over my face like a dirty cloth&lt;br /&gt;I would still be smiling with apprehension like a bloody fool&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, if only I was made of the same calibre&lt;br /&gt;I could actually..&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, don’t wanna go there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since our performance was quite unsatisfactory&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow spells &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R-E-H-E-R-S-A-L&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KannaSAI!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if I seek to improve&lt;br /&gt;That I shall do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy duty ultimatium was all dubbed in Malay&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I left with &lt;strong&gt;Farah&lt;/strong&gt; cuz I didn't understand nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to &lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello there~ It’s been a long time, no? Well, 2 reasons why I haven’t been finding time (even if it is a fraction of a minute to do) to like chat online or text, is that my attention span has now greatly decrease due to the approaching onset of a performance. The other well, it is due to you guys being heavily duty-ed to train for approaching competitions!! That isn’t to say that I won’t say a nice “Hello, how you doing so far?” anytime soon. I miss you girls, and the rest back at the centre. I will look forward any possible meetin that we might have~ Till then~ Toodles Noodles!!!&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/4209692223104831922-1197121008946788593?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1197121008946788593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1197121008946788593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1197121008946788593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1197121008946788593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/focus-in-framed.html' title='Focus in F.R.A.M.E.D'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-554711054186279014</id><published>2008-11-06T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:11:07.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none&lt;br /&gt;-William Shakespeare-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come to a realisation that I’ve become sloppy&lt;br /&gt;The sweat has starting to wear the makeup off&lt;br /&gt;But I have always been protective&lt;br /&gt;The cost doesn’t matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;But I shall abide but this line&lt;br /&gt;Or at least try to&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s difficult&lt;br /&gt;Especially when shit gets thrown in your way&lt;br /&gt;It’s gets tiring&lt;br /&gt;But I need to stop flaunting my weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-554711054186279014?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/554711054186279014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=554711054186279014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/554711054186279014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/554711054186279014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-all-trust-few-do-wrong-to-none.html' title='Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3358485015023741786</id><published>2008-11-05T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:09:03.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna ever do now is sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The days of insomnia prolly took its tow&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jm&lt;/strong&gt; takes me for pizza&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a nice topping of Swensen’s hot pan dessert (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was bright and sunshiny~&lt;br /&gt;Awoke early to see &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; pealing potatoes&lt;br /&gt;I cooked myself a shitty breakfast&lt;br /&gt;I burnt my toast&lt;br /&gt;Half boiled eggs gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;But it didn’t ruin my day!!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Genetics was fun~&lt;br /&gt;I got to scream out my disgust of the Twilight movie&lt;br /&gt;@&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Lus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I had training&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a chalet all the way at Changi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SmellyMelly&lt;/strong&gt; fetched me there&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty “angsty” in the car&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mel was “afraid”&lt;br /&gt;It was fun&lt;br /&gt;Munching away in an isolated area with my fam&lt;br /&gt;Sipping down tons of Coke with &lt;strong&gt;AuntyJeanette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention all of them had leave the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt; and I were on the same group~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday brought insanity&lt;br /&gt;With little sleep&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get to school&lt;br /&gt;And in the middle of it&lt;br /&gt;Realised that I had FTT&lt;br /&gt;(bangs head against the wall)&lt;br /&gt;Escaped school to Popular&lt;br /&gt;And did some cheap studyin&lt;br /&gt;Went for the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND FAILED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (sobs.. and I was sooo confident~~)&lt;br /&gt;I ought to kick myself in the ass!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m not going to be deterred, dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to school&lt;br /&gt;To see &lt;strong&gt;Kiren&lt;/strong&gt; who now has a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Whose bestfriend is &lt;strong&gt;Nara’s&lt;/strong&gt; bro!!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!! Small world seriously&lt;br /&gt;Took em to Beats&lt;br /&gt;And then went for training.&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training and more training.&lt;br /&gt;(snores)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3358485015023741786?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3358485015023741786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3358485015023741786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3358485015023741786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3358485015023741786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-monday-tuesday-wednesday.html' title='Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2850576074028082699</id><published>2008-11-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:29:54.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful Escapades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eventful Escapades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Very lengthy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I was gonna waste Friday&lt;br /&gt;Then you are sadly mistaken&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.&lt;br /&gt;Well not Friday then&lt;br /&gt;The dawn of Saturday would be more appropriate&lt;br /&gt;I had this urge to bring &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out&lt;br /&gt;So I did&lt;br /&gt;And I rope in &lt;strong&gt;Myron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who pulled &lt;strong&gt;Selon&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Clovie&lt;/strong&gt; along too&lt;br /&gt;So both the boys said we’d go pump air into the tires&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my bike was different (like the owner)&lt;br /&gt;So they managed to actually.. Miracle-ly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFLATE MY DAMN TIRES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese~ And we spent alot of time sittin there like idiots&lt;br /&gt;Figuring how to pump the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave up eventually&lt;br /&gt;After some nice taxi drivers helped&lt;br /&gt;We settled at &lt;strong&gt;Clov’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And played card games&lt;br /&gt;(to determine who would pay for cab’s fare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO MUSTAFA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all too fun&lt;br /&gt;Without any crowd too!! (:&lt;br /&gt;We breakfasted at some prata place&lt;br /&gt;And cabbed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without sleep&lt;br /&gt;I went to school to train&lt;br /&gt;The stern guidance of &lt;strong&gt;Kin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who probably think&lt;br /&gt;I must be the worst human ever to teach..&lt;br /&gt;I worked on my steps&lt;br /&gt;And he made me jump on chairs too&lt;br /&gt;How funny and scary&lt;br /&gt;I think I hurt my knee area after that&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it’s still hurting today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn’t torture myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;I head home&lt;br /&gt;Wait for &lt;strong&gt;JM&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner&lt;br /&gt;I looked like shit&lt;br /&gt;But can’t give damn anymore&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rushed to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DblO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned me off seriously&lt;br /&gt;Here is a scene which reminded me&lt;br /&gt;Of the Hello Kitty phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;Except the people were all lookin like..&lt;br /&gt;Un-people-ish.&lt;br /&gt;I just stepped out of the cab&lt;br /&gt;And I see women’s boobs spillin on the streets already&lt;br /&gt;And my &lt;strong&gt;Godmother&lt;/strong&gt; (later on) asked me why hadn’t I&lt;br /&gt;Helped them to push it back in for them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was not in the mood to go in at all&lt;br /&gt;I chilled at Tivoli instead&lt;br /&gt;Ordered some drinks&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness the place&lt;br /&gt;Was under the tutelage of a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice bartender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So drunk asses wouldn’t be a bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Von&lt;/strong&gt; was there to join me afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherley Temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a frozen &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peach Daiquiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked&lt;br /&gt;All the way the Clark Quay&lt;br /&gt;Saw someone&lt;br /&gt;Some I preferred not to see&lt;br /&gt;And I also saw &lt;strong&gt;Ally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bunny costume (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;How very adorable~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if there wasn’t enough was going on&lt;br /&gt;We saw policemen walk pass&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;Von&lt;/strong&gt; and I were breathin all the things going on around us&lt;br /&gt;A fight had to break out behind us&lt;br /&gt;Well, the timing of the cops was seriously great!!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it looked like it could have gotten worst&lt;br /&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Von&lt;/strong&gt; was talking about a certain &lt;strong&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/strong&gt; look alike&lt;br /&gt;Next thing we knew&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt; guy tried and pick us up&lt;br /&gt;Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea how to react&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;Von&lt;/strong&gt; sure know how to handle it smoothly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank God for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She was quite smitten by the friend actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marco&lt;/strong&gt; he is, the &lt;strong&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/strong&gt; look-a-like&lt;br /&gt;(shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t stop laughin at the whole situation&lt;br /&gt;They went away to party after walkin with us&lt;br /&gt;Leavin us to find our way to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insomnia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me&lt;br /&gt;Forgettin the Nike marathon route,&lt;br /&gt;I got the both of us lost&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had the worst direction skills&lt;br /&gt;But we had a great workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;strong&gt;Godma&lt;/strong&gt; had to wait for us&lt;br /&gt;She even sat us down&lt;br /&gt;Watch us drank and ate like starving dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nachos with Chilli con Carne!!&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms with garlic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I become vicious with my food.. (grins)(whips out shiny utensils)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; was there&lt;br /&gt;And we all had hearty talks and photo takin&lt;br /&gt;Before leavin in the early morn&lt;br /&gt;Like 7 in morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I must say my fam is BLOODY HIP &amp;amp; COOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2850576074028082699?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2850576074028082699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2850576074028082699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2850576074028082699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2850576074028082699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/11/eventful-escapades.html' title='Eventful Escapades'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7552181295255829401</id><published>2008-10-30T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:36:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder and wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ponder and wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh I have outdone myself again&lt;br /&gt;By making myself officially the most bored and boring person&lt;br /&gt;On this bloody planet&lt;br /&gt;Time ticks away as if it is catching something faster&lt;br /&gt;Don’t pull me along please..&lt;br /&gt;Could someone hand me the manual?&lt;br /&gt;‘Things you HAVE to do TODAY, AMANDA ELIZABETH FRANCESCA GABRIELLE DE SOUZA!!’&lt;br /&gt;Includes a full structured timing of all things to do that would thrill me&lt;br /&gt;And keep me from being the most, almost, miserable person&lt;br /&gt;Ever known to anyone who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, how pathetic~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been too sheltered&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna live dangerously&lt;br /&gt;But not stupidly dangerous of course&lt;br /&gt;Cheese now I sound like I want a role in a &lt;strong&gt;James Bond&lt;/strong&gt; movie&lt;br /&gt;Cliché and cheesy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pulls hair)&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it about time &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; throw in some excitement in my life?&lt;br /&gt;No. Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to you makes me insecure&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to condescend.&lt;br /&gt;When I should be overly oozin with the abundance of....&lt;br /&gt;Of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling the need to be condescending!!&lt;br /&gt;If that makes any shit sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH!!! I hate boredom!!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone snatch me away now!!! &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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I tell myself that I don't like you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till my lie would sound convincin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that I would gradually believe it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I think I could..&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/4209692223104831922-7552181295255829401?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7552181295255829401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7552181295255829401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7552181295255829401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7552181295255829401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/ponder-and-wonder.html' title='Ponder and wonder'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3974786451476191348</id><published>2008-10-30T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:25:22.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name in lights at Carnegie Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My name in lights at Carnegie Hall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal stylist, agent and a publicist&lt;br /&gt;I want it, want it, Want it&lt;br /&gt;The fame and the fortune... and more&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have my star on the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press&lt;br /&gt;Only giving me the best reviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see that bigger is better&lt;br /&gt;And better is bigger&lt;br /&gt;A little bit is never enough~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT IT ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris!&lt;br /&gt;London!&lt;br /&gt;Rome!&lt;br /&gt;Toronto!&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;Buenos Aires!&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo!&lt;br /&gt;Moscow!&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood!&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood!&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK CITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want It All! I want it, want it, want it! (I WANT IT ALLL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3974786451476191348?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3974786451476191348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3974786451476191348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3974786451476191348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3974786451476191348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-name-in-lights-at-carnegie-hall.html' title='My name in lights at Carnegie Hall'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5333460001177911851</id><published>2008-10-29T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T04:04:47.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strange that I’m letting you get to me&lt;br /&gt;I being courteous here&lt;br /&gt;I’m wasting my time just by writing this&lt;br /&gt;But I need this&lt;br /&gt;To serve as a reminder&lt;br /&gt;That people like you&lt;br /&gt;Just preserve your own interest&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying that you’re a bad person&lt;br /&gt;But how undeserving of me&lt;br /&gt;Of those not even involved&lt;br /&gt;Truly unfair&lt;br /&gt;Then again what is fair&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;But I gave up seeing how bias you were&lt;br /&gt;It irks me how this could actually from&lt;br /&gt;The very likes of you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought more of you honestly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrugs. Moving on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee! &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; was so funny&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn’t see her at home&lt;br /&gt;At the time when she would usually be sleepin&lt;br /&gt;I was quite worried&lt;br /&gt;Was her friends keepin her?&lt;br /&gt;But it would crazy; but not impossible&lt;br /&gt;HA! She had history papers!!&lt;br /&gt;She fairly disappointed but adorable&lt;br /&gt;When I heard her over the phone&lt;br /&gt;She told me during at dawn&lt;br /&gt;She probably going through the same things&lt;br /&gt;Except that hers is always on a much bigger scale&lt;br /&gt;And... that she’s always caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;I swear she’s made of tough material&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt’ survive the same shit&lt;br /&gt;I’m just too.. Hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kin’s&lt;/strong&gt; leg is made of steel&lt;br /&gt;Instead hurtin the opponent&lt;br /&gt;I hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;Now.. what kinda self defence does that..&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t self defence mean defendin oneself (raises eyebrows)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5333460001177911851?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5333460001177911851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5333460001177911851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5333460001177911851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5333460001177911851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-middle.html' title='In the middle'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4335999180015920072</id><published>2008-10-28T04:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T05:13:39.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramour (an illicit lover)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paramour (an illicit lover)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is hiding in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And its hanging on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Just boiling in my blood&lt;br /&gt;But you think that I can't see&lt;br /&gt;What kind of man that you are&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a man at all&lt;br /&gt;Well I will figure this one out on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming, "I love you so."&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts you can't decode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what we’ve done?&lt;br /&gt;We've gone made such fools of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I put myself in his world again&lt;br /&gt;I swear I would drown in it&lt;br /&gt;True. If any creature could love forever&lt;br /&gt;It would be &lt;strong&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/strong&gt;; a vampire that is&lt;br /&gt;So how can you compare your love&lt;br /&gt;With one that could possibly&lt;br /&gt;Harbour centuries of frustration&lt;br /&gt;Centuries of preservation&lt;br /&gt;All given to YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;Like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE!! TAKE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE CHUNK WORTH CENTURIES IS FOR YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could you possibly give of equal proportion to that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could a boy be like that?&lt;br /&gt;Almost not tainted with imperfection&lt;br /&gt;When he falls in love with you&lt;br /&gt;He couldn’t possibly divert his attention away from you&lt;br /&gt;Even though a creature of more worthiness of his attention is present&lt;br /&gt;He protects you&lt;br /&gt;Might even go to the extent of protecting you from himself&lt;br /&gt;Since he’s the closest possibly treat to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It irks him with jealousy&lt;br /&gt;When he sees another boy attempting to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;Laughs at all your idiosyncrasies&lt;br /&gt;Guesses what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Since it bothers him that yours is the only that he can’t read&lt;br /&gt;Composes a lullaby after you&lt;br /&gt;Since he’s quite the natural with the piano&lt;br /&gt;Has a beautiful family&lt;br /&gt;Just like him&lt;br /&gt;That plays baseball when the skies are cloudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insists that you’ll need to get used to being treated like a lady&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada yada&lt;br /&gt;Another one&lt;br /&gt;Brewed for perfection&lt;br /&gt;Which girl wouldn’t want &lt;strong&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/strong&gt; to fall in love with them?&lt;br /&gt;Pray that he can’t their minds too, of course&lt;br /&gt;And have him stalk them while they sleep&lt;br /&gt;How dreamy&lt;br /&gt;But his type don’t exactly come around at all&lt;br /&gt;As much I love to fantasize on how a man of this magnitude&lt;br /&gt;Will be single and available to a girl he would give his life to&lt;br /&gt;He will be nothing but a figment of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is something we spewed from our imperfect little worlds&lt;br /&gt;Too big a shoe for anyone to fill&lt;br /&gt;Reality is so much crueller than the worst of these fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;One can only continue to dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caelum&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Cullen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iny miny miny mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something&lt;br /&gt;I see in you&lt;br /&gt;It might kill me&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4335999180015920072?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4335999180015920072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4335999180015920072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4335999180015920072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4335999180015920072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/paramour-illicit-lover-truth-is-hiding.html' title='Paramour (an illicit lover)'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-592944607077636348</id><published>2008-10-28T04:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:09:53.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get together for a get away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get together for a get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t the likes of happy and lovey dovey HSM3&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll make room for Sharpay and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;They evilness and drama mamas!!&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;After sitting through it&lt;br /&gt;I complain about it like there was no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; was right&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE DIRECTOR!!&lt;br /&gt;I would fire the over rated people!!&lt;br /&gt;And make it realistic&lt;br /&gt;And show kids how this world really is!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of the hysterics&lt;br /&gt;I’m just scheming to be plainly evil (shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the day out girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;I know that you’re tired&lt;br /&gt;And you went out of your way to make time for my poor soul&lt;br /&gt;Sloth-ish more and more everyday&lt;br /&gt;Thank for everything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-592944607077636348?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/592944607077636348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=592944607077636348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/592944607077636348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/592944607077636348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-together-for-get-away.html' title='Get together for a get away'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7597420390290522589</id><published>2008-10-25T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:24:01.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contentment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Thursday was right&lt;br /&gt;Having to practice for Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Having to rush down to Jem’s to cook with the twins&lt;br /&gt;Having to dish itty bitty dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday was excellent&lt;br /&gt;Scrap the part of me being very pissed with glasses boy&lt;br /&gt;And how he likes to kiss the faci’s toes&lt;br /&gt;URGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna smash that shit laptop of his&lt;br /&gt;Stop tryin to act like a shithead&lt;br /&gt;Cut the crap alright!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside&lt;br /&gt;I felt happier to be bitchy&lt;br /&gt;Along with &lt;strong&gt;Aishah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually mistaking &lt;strong&gt;PLP&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Hanali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually sprayed the lao da after killing her..&lt;br /&gt;(thinkin that she was &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; of course)&lt;br /&gt;After learnin of her identity,&lt;br /&gt;I could nearly shit in my pants..&lt;br /&gt;For offending the pro of CS&lt;br /&gt;My palms got sweaty thereafter&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I skipped my FCUK fashion show&lt;br /&gt;To play badminton with the girls&lt;br /&gt;I might add that my left hand was really good&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Original lefty~ turned righty =.=&lt;br /&gt;But I still have slow reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;Cheese pie~!!&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLP&lt;/strong&gt; and I lost really badly to &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squandered on food @Swensen’s&lt;br /&gt;Chit chat with all the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peigen&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;YuanShan&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Azie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ying&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting the 2 boys&lt;br /&gt;You people are a pandemonium&lt;br /&gt;And I LOVE THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! &lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; came safely back today!!&lt;br /&gt;Well done on bringin the medal back&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be too hard on yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;You brought something back&lt;br /&gt;And I’m really happy for you girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you trust me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aishah&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Girl, if there are things botherin you, and you need an outlet.. Lemme know alright.. You handle all these pressure so well. But at some point we just need to let it go. If you are willin to, share some of your burdens with me, cuz I’ll be more than happy to.&lt;br /&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/4209692223104831922-7597420390290522589?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7597420390290522589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7597420390290522589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7597420390290522589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7597420390290522589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-866939510226083114</id><published>2008-10-23T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:49:53.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random comment: In Friendster, For HaNANAli</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random comment: In Friendster, For HaNANAli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/5066866"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/23/2008 12:46 am&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Did I reply like super late.. I can see that you are superduperhuper bored! So am I. You just like went to sleep after watchin your heroes and I am still busy like.. Watchin a certain character that is not even a proper human being but a fragment of fictionous reality. Nevertheless, perfect and gorgeous. Gosh, why do we, inperfect human beings, create such perfect beings.. Because we lack that perfection?? (rahh, I think too much)In case you are like really lost..I'm talkin about Noctis. XD The boy that stares at me in class whenever I return to my desktop.. RAHHH!! (wishfully sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOCTIS IS ...(sighs...) I WANT!!! HANANA!!! GIMME HIM!! For birthday present!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-866939510226083114?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/866939510226083114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=866939510226083114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/866939510226083114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/866939510226083114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-comment-in-friendster-for.html' title='Random comment: In Friendster, For HaNANAli'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8771564814960476648</id><published>2008-10-22T23:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:05:21.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mean girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me account to you&lt;br /&gt;Of a time when I was quite little&lt;br /&gt;At the time when Snow White was showing&lt;br /&gt;On tape I might add..&lt;br /&gt;I hated Snow White&lt;br /&gt;And wished that she would stay dead&lt;br /&gt;And just let the evil witch be victorious&lt;br /&gt;I even wondered how the prince could remove the poison&lt;br /&gt;And not get poisoned himself&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous, I thought&lt;br /&gt;Morbid, right?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I thus conclude that I was quite evil since young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m excessively turning obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;And I need to be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I joke..&lt;br /&gt;Having an act of having an angsty attitude&lt;br /&gt;Might not be funny but people’s reaction might be (shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;Queer sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of ideas to be funny or smth heh?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz sometimes I feel like I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;But just maybe I do&lt;br /&gt;And then I get reminded of how a similar joke&lt;br /&gt;Was on me..&lt;br /&gt;Felt like shit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m not the same, I make it obvious&lt;br /&gt;(that I’m jokin)&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh, I shouldn’t have said I don’t care...&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t!! (quite)&lt;br /&gt;How shitful~~&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s under my skin&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, I need to be nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mother Chucker&lt;/span&gt;, just be nice alright!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been coming up with names for &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Sha&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Irritating the shit out of them today&lt;br /&gt;Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;But they returned the favoured during lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By singing in whispery voices&lt;br /&gt;When my concentration was ON!!&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vonny&lt;/strong&gt; came down to see me&lt;br /&gt;She sweet~&lt;br /&gt;But I didn’t chat with her much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry &lt;strong&gt;Bon Bon&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually inspired the girls to munch @Toastbox&lt;br /&gt;Since I brought this cup of tea from Toastbox today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana, Sha &amp;amp; Ying (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;They tried to teach me to play nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Smile" they said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(cheekyly smiles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"NOT LIKE THAT!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-failed- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(urgh.. I'm hopeless) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;So I tried my 'nice' persona (evilly smirk)&lt;br /&gt;To the best of my abilities&lt;br /&gt;And boy was it a riot!!&lt;br /&gt;Was so glad to dine with em’&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls~ really meant alot to me&lt;br /&gt;Simple meal with you girls after sch. &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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SP9KlR0nYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8PqnBhfVEDo/s1600-h/BFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260004894091730978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SP9KlR0nYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8PqnBhfVEDo/s320/BFF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand I had a bonding session/outing&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;FAN&lt;/strong&gt; (newly acquired name for us)&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! Boy, did I get sick from the motion of the bus&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that I watching this really ‘shaky’ video of the fights&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Jalan around Bugis&lt;br /&gt;And toyed around with masks @Accessorize&lt;br /&gt;We chilled on coffee and donuts&lt;br /&gt;(grins)&lt;br /&gt;So totally happy..&lt;br /&gt;I’m not wastin away..&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let this get you down alright..&lt;br /&gt;I won’t know exactly how you’re feelin&lt;br /&gt;But I might have a clue on how it’s like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's over and done&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to the next round, ok?&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noctis~&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the like of you actually exist on this planet&lt;br /&gt;Oh why don’t you introduce yourself to me?&lt;br /&gt;Just crawl out my screen won’t you..&lt;br /&gt;Let's meet in our dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A scattered dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is like a far-off memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A far-off memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is like a scattered dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; wanna line the pieces up -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours and Mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-8771564814960476648?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8771564814960476648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8771564814960476648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8771564814960476648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8771564814960476648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/mean-girl.html' title='Mean girl'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SP9KlR0nYCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/8PqnBhfVEDo/s72-c/BFF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-726419508387153345</id><published>2008-10-22T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:09:43.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Up The Pace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picking Up The Pace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m starting to run already&lt;br /&gt;Past 2 days after the games in class&lt;br /&gt;I trained for Reflections&lt;br /&gt;Happy that I occupying my time&lt;br /&gt;Distracts me from my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I over-think&lt;br /&gt;All the freaking time&lt;br /&gt;Let me rest my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And move my body&lt;br /&gt;Let me scream my lungs like I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you’re fine&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/4209692223104831922-726419508387153345?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/726419508387153345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=726419508387153345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/726419508387153345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/726419508387153345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/picking-up-pace.html' title='Picking Up The Pace'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4284839919241424005</id><published>2008-10-20T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:58:46.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't kiss beyond the glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can't kiss beyond the glass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s this boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noctis&lt;/strong&gt;, the night sky..&lt;br /&gt;Can I be &lt;strong&gt;Stella&lt;/strong&gt;, your fiery star? (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;(giggles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As real as the images in the mirror:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SQUALL&lt;/strong&gt;s below the &lt;strong&gt;CLOUD&lt;/strong&gt;s in the &lt;strong&gt;NOCTIS&lt;/strong&gt; sky.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be a part of your world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPuDRfUDwPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Jx9sQAxv6Tc/s1600-h/v07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258941326371832050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPuDRfUDwPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Jx9sQAxv6Tc/s320/v07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4284839919241424005?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4284839919241424005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4284839919241424005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4284839919241424005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4284839919241424005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-kiss-beyond-glass.html' title='Can&apos;t kiss beyond the glass'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPuDRfUDwPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Jx9sQAxv6Tc/s72-c/v07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4256806768368249862</id><published>2008-10-19T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:53:12.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangeness in frigidness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strangeness in frigidness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how close we would feel&lt;br /&gt;When we’re aren’t familiar with each other at all&lt;br /&gt;And strange how distant we would feel&lt;br /&gt;When we already acquainted with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; and I honoured town with our presence&lt;br /&gt;If they don’t want her to be a bloody leader&lt;br /&gt;To hell with it&lt;br /&gt;Diss that meetin then&lt;br /&gt;We shall just roam around&lt;br /&gt;And after asking her for the time&lt;br /&gt;That she would arrive in town..&lt;br /&gt;After taking her time&lt;br /&gt;She dared to be later than the tardy queen&lt;br /&gt;Aimlessly walking around town&lt;br /&gt;‘Fascinating’ scents&lt;br /&gt;Amusing coffee machine&lt;br /&gt;After the first sip, we both laugh retard-ly for no reason&lt;br /&gt;Found some ingenious note pads!! RAHHH I want I want~&lt;br /&gt;THANK VERY MUCH &lt;strong&gt;NANA&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;For the day and for pullin me away from the shops XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANN HUANG~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, although it wasn’t noticeable in my voice&lt;br /&gt;But I was bloody ecstatic to receive your call&lt;br /&gt;And listen to your ‘kill-me-now-cuz-...-I-have-no-idea-why-also’ voice&lt;br /&gt;I really am really really really happy to hear from you!!!&lt;br /&gt;CALL ME AGAIN!!! (ONLINE ONLINE!!)&lt;br /&gt;You always appear offline!!! SHEESH&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;And now that you have made me actually think about my eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinkin about it since Browhouse has discounts.. RAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why?? I’m perfectly happy with my eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;Because of the fact that they are significantly insignificant!!!&lt;br /&gt;My mom’s afraid though but you know I love to experiment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOU OK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, sometimes too many pple say that to you&lt;br /&gt;Till it loses its meaning.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But seriously, I have no other choice of words&lt;br /&gt;I can’t find other fanciful words in my vocab to describe this plain and simple feeling&lt;br /&gt;That I have of your absence.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe absence is good sometimes eh?&lt;br /&gt;We won’t get bored of each other~&lt;br /&gt;(sighs) But yea, sometimes I just wanna sit in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thai Ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have 2 bowls of Tom Yam Noodle Soup&lt;br /&gt;And fill you in on all they shit I could possibly go though&lt;br /&gt;Note: Possibly&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up ooook??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to awake in a frenzy mood on a day&lt;br /&gt;It would be today&lt;br /&gt;I was fussin’ over &lt;strong&gt;Myron’s&lt;/strong&gt; arrival today&lt;br /&gt;And his dearest bestfriend of all time&lt;br /&gt;Was calm.. Overly calm, I might add&lt;br /&gt;Which made me half mad&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Not angry, just mad)&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna knock his head cuz his timing for things is sooo bad!!&lt;br /&gt;But right at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;Meaning that he made us late&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;Myron&lt;/strong&gt; came later!!&lt;br /&gt;!@#%!@#%&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends, so what am I to say?&lt;br /&gt;If people sleep their day away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myron&lt;/strong&gt; did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clove&lt;/strong&gt; put her faith in &lt;strong&gt;Gab&lt;/strong&gt; to get her highlighted&lt;br /&gt;Which was a..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I wouldn’t say mistake..&lt;br /&gt;But, not exactly the best choice either.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bun Bun&lt;/strong&gt; finally left my house to head to another home&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. So STWWWEEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Read that you were gonna fight today~&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo tempted to text you man&lt;br /&gt;But I decided not to&lt;br /&gt;Well cuz I think you should be focused like mad alr&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll be able to show them who’s boss HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;I read up on the schedule for the games yest..&lt;br /&gt;Was damn excited man!!&lt;br /&gt;Andand I’m so happy that you made it though!! HWEE!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the internet&lt;br /&gt;Shall hope to see your name in the finals!! GO GIRL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4256806768368249862?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4256806768368249862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4256806768368249862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4256806768368249862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4256806768368249862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/strangeness-in-frigidness.html' title='Strangeness in frigidness'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6815226159956219449</id><published>2008-10-16T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:56:17.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourniquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel these wounds&lt;br /&gt;That of theirs&lt;br /&gt;Their scars sooo deep&lt;br /&gt;That by comparison&lt;br /&gt;Mine would put a scratch on them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heartbreaking&lt;br /&gt;That men could be such beast&lt;br /&gt;Why wouldn’t a family member help?&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn’t some women stand by each other?&lt;br /&gt;Why would some just allow such to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgust; that people want a body of a child&lt;br /&gt;A flower that had just began to bloom&lt;br /&gt;And already trampled by such animals!!!&lt;br /&gt;Against their will&lt;br /&gt;Manipulate them in their fragile state&lt;br /&gt;Only to torture them inhumanely&lt;br /&gt;!@#%!@#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread wasting my days like these&lt;br /&gt;Doing making anything change.. Yet&lt;br /&gt;Nothin!&lt;br /&gt;Help me spark something&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll flame and make something change&lt;br /&gt;Stop watchin&lt;br /&gt;And do the walkin&lt;br /&gt;Arrest this bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;Theirs and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to kill the pain&lt;br /&gt;But only brought more&lt;br /&gt;I lay dying&lt;br /&gt;And I’m pouring crimson regret and betrayal&lt;br /&gt;I’m dying praying bleeding and screaming&lt;br /&gt;Am I too lost to be saved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wounds cry for the grave&lt;br /&gt;My soul cries for deliverance&lt;br /&gt;Will I be denied Christ?&lt;br /&gt;Tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;My suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My God my tourniquet&lt;br /&gt;Return to me; salvation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6815226159956219449?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6815226159956219449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6815226159956219449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6815226159956219449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6815226159956219449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/tourniquet.html' title='Tourniquet'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2720780223023694198</id><published>2008-10-15T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:03:19.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taboo and Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Taboo and Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really nice group&lt;br /&gt;Stupid subject&lt;br /&gt;Stupid faci&lt;br /&gt;But I had some random fun&lt;br /&gt;With Nana &amp;amp; Satty&lt;br /&gt;Stretch for flexibility&lt;br /&gt;And  lets get defensive over games&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2720780223023694198?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2720780223023694198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2720780223023694198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2720780223023694198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2720780223023694198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/taboo-and-games.html' title='Taboo and Games'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-7923561704400615612</id><published>2008-10-14T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:30:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How’s the weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How’s the weather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit of rain&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;In literal sense&lt;br /&gt;Euphoric, baby..&lt;br /&gt;I kicked the rain water sliding down the pathway&lt;br /&gt;Corners of my lips just curled up&lt;br /&gt;Mischievous thoughts&lt;br /&gt;“Attack some random people”&lt;br /&gt;Can’t. No people. No attack.&lt;br /&gt;Spiral down to a simple pleasure of kicking water around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOLNESS IS BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;(mental mood: squealing in delight)&lt;br /&gt;Only to leave again..&lt;br /&gt;(mental mood: pouts, tinge of excitement, tinge of sadness)&lt;br /&gt;I promised&lt;br /&gt;I would train harder&lt;br /&gt;Saw a new face&lt;br /&gt;With a nice secret (not too juicy)&lt;br /&gt;Predictable.. (grins)&lt;br /&gt;Training, simply splendid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some old faces&lt;br /&gt;At the usual training area&lt;br /&gt;Donning a new jersey&lt;br /&gt;DB&lt;br /&gt;Reminisces of the ugly past.. RAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;How delightful to watch them play tug of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulk.&lt;br /&gt;Not a word from you? Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-7923561704400615612?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/7923561704400615612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=7923561704400615612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7923561704400615612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/7923561704400615612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/hows-weather.html' title='How’s the weather'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-519989543693144805</id><published>2008-10-14T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:52:03.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored shitless</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bored shitless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m driving myself nuts&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine:&lt;br /&gt;I’m  such a no-lifer&lt;br /&gt;That I actually have to blog through my class&lt;br /&gt;During the break, I drove myself nuts&lt;br /&gt;My incorrigible looney behaviour is acting up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-519989543693144805?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/519989543693144805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=519989543693144805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/519989543693144805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/519989543693144805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored-shitless.html' title='Bored shitless'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3738668127826739176</id><published>2008-10-14T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:15:25.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fussin’ over: SHOES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fussin’ over: SHOES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I settled for comfy flip flops&lt;br /&gt;To go with my very pretty purple baju&lt;br /&gt;Scan me down from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll find the contradiction between&lt;br /&gt;My feet and the rest of the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna walk around and visit&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wear heels&lt;br /&gt;Not even an inch&lt;br /&gt;Because they kill&lt;br /&gt;Sure it makes you look taller&lt;br /&gt;Prettier, I guess&lt;br /&gt;But yea, let’s just say I don’t mind being ugly&lt;br /&gt;Wait, no, I mean sloppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prolly have to wait for a few more years&lt;br /&gt;Before I make a suicidal decision&lt;br /&gt;To wear stilettos&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that those shoes&lt;br /&gt;Are really quite the assassins&lt;br /&gt;To your own feet as well as others..&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s if you stepped on their feet, that is..&lt;br /&gt;Stilettos.&lt;br /&gt;They just make me wanna hold them&lt;br /&gt;And jab someone’s eye out. (heheheheheheeee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stick to my ol’ fav conventional shoes&lt;br /&gt;That gorgeous pair.&lt;br /&gt;I adore my Nike Dunks&lt;br /&gt;Because it was given to me as a gift&lt;br /&gt;I float in em’&lt;br /&gt;DAMN COOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I love my shoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3738668127826739176?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3738668127826739176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3738668127826739176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3738668127826739176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3738668127826739176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/fussin-over-shoes.html' title='Fussin’ over: SHOES!!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6624869349988493783</id><published>2008-10-12T03:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:51:15.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYIE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYIE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPEAIzCpI9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/72okeinsPJ0/s1600-h/1_816108699l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255982391258325970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPEAIzCpI9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/72okeinsPJ0/s320/1_816108699l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since I don’t have any pics of him&lt;br /&gt;I’ll just steal one off Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;(I’m not a stalker, ok.)&lt;br /&gt;(And sorry boy for doin it without your permission.. NOT!!)&lt;br /&gt;Ha. He’s far off in Bintan now&lt;br /&gt;And yes this one’s the one who’s constantly&lt;br /&gt;Oozing energy and positivity&lt;br /&gt;But being human, he’s got his downs as well&lt;br /&gt;If memory serves me right, I like to laugh at him&lt;br /&gt;(Or his jokes, during NDP teachin us, that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new found friend.&lt;br /&gt;Whom I know so little of.&lt;br /&gt;Tough thing to peel&lt;br /&gt;He likes to squabble with me now =.=&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the times with him around&lt;br /&gt;However rare the occasions are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliché words:&lt;br /&gt;But, all the best!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m really glad to have met you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6624869349988493783?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6624869349988493783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6624869349988493783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6624869349988493783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6624869349988493783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-ayie.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AYIE!!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPEAIzCpI9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/72okeinsPJ0/s72-c/1_816108699l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3841904796305977862</id><published>2008-10-11T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:13:51.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape and Hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escape and Hide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255969616109419602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPD0hL5yvFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dRGuT2WQhuo/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ghastly picture of &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Pag&lt;/strong&gt; looks fine...&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;HursHursDay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Painted skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9 tickets for 9 girls&lt;br /&gt;Really a polarized movie&lt;br /&gt;Pulled some of the group to cry&lt;br /&gt;Pulled me to laugh&lt;br /&gt;How evil~ (shrugs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt hopeful&lt;br /&gt;This group,&lt;br /&gt;Fun and crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zie’s&lt;/strong&gt; funny emotions and reactions&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,&lt;br /&gt;God..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for them&lt;br /&gt;Please let them stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Pretty please with a cheery on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me that people don’t really need me&lt;br /&gt;But more like I need them.. alot..&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of what I think/want/need&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t like losing people&lt;br /&gt;Momentarily or forever.&lt;br /&gt;But it is necessary, ain’t it?&lt;br /&gt;New people won’t walk in&lt;br /&gt;Unless the old ones walk out&lt;br /&gt;I’m greedy&lt;br /&gt;And I want the best of both worlds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;strong&gt;Safwanaha’s&lt;/strong&gt; house on Friday&lt;br /&gt;And today reserved for silatrian’s visitin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A lorry to take us around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was quite quiet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silence is Golden..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So let me bask in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And just let the munchin' do the punchin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh!! Can i add that i was in a bloody pissy mood yest?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I couldn’t stand the day&lt;br /&gt;And so many things suddenly bugged me&lt;br /&gt;And so many things came crashin down on me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sudden outburst&lt;br /&gt;Very necessary&lt;br /&gt;I was only happy to welcome this emotion&lt;br /&gt;Since I’ve been very unfeeling of late... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But thank you &lt;strong&gt;Smiggy&lt;/strong&gt; for listenin to my ramblings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;What have I become?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3841904796305977862?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3841904796305977862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3841904796305977862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3841904796305977862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3841904796305977862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/escape-and-hide-ghastly-picture-of-nana.html' title='Escape and Hide'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SPD0hL5yvFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/dRGuT2WQhuo/s72-c/DSC00841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4507826429009613842</id><published>2008-10-10T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:40:12.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back soon</title><content type='html'>Boy, I pray for your presence&lt;br /&gt;Here and now&lt;br /&gt;Your resounding voice&lt;br /&gt;I just need some advice&lt;br /&gt;Some reassurance from you will do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4507826429009613842?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4507826429009613842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4507826429009613842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4507826429009613842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4507826429009613842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-back-soon.html' title='Come back soon'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-836233755728589128</id><published>2008-10-10T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:40:42.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m not sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I’m not sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke to a realization&lt;br /&gt;And became more aware of it now&lt;br /&gt;This morning&lt;br /&gt;Something I have been suppressing&lt;br /&gt;Runs up to the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sorry this time&lt;br /&gt;Because I see that I am being used&lt;br /&gt;If I am not a pleasing friend as an individual&lt;br /&gt;Leave me to be&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be better off&lt;br /&gt;Don’t fool me&lt;br /&gt;Don’t use me&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the need to change me into someone else&lt;br /&gt;Just so you can ease your disappointments&lt;br /&gt;To hell with it&lt;br /&gt;I am through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-836233755728589128?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/836233755728589128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=836233755728589128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/836233755728589128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/836233755728589128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-sorry.html' title='I’m not sorry'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4292166870192855288</id><published>2008-10-08T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:43:04.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steadfast in pursuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steadfast in pursuits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor lonely blog have I forsaken you?&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy hunting and chasing&lt;br /&gt;And I ran out of breath&lt;br /&gt;So today is the calm after the storm&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;Gabby’s&lt;/strong&gt; bunny escapade pt 2&lt;br /&gt;Commenced on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh!! Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;After I met Iggy,&lt;br /&gt;I went to all the way to Peninsula&lt;br /&gt;How strange to see &lt;strong&gt;Ayie&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;Ayul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t tell em’ but I had this strange hunch when I entered a shop&lt;br /&gt;As if I was expectin to meet the unexpected&lt;br /&gt;(happily chirps)Woman’s intuition~&lt;br /&gt;I am such a 3rd party, ruinin their date and all&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, I got to know &lt;strong&gt;Ayul&lt;/strong&gt; just a teeny wee bit more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Triple &lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; @LJS&lt;br /&gt;First impression: Quiet as hell&lt;br /&gt;But I know I am going to do away with that.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I smell the fun personality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightright, back to the honey bunnies&lt;br /&gt;It was insane cuz we travelled all the freakin way to Parkway&lt;br /&gt;And then to some unknown region in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;And then to Simei&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. &lt;strong&gt;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; the sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;Actually goin through all this for his lovely girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW~~~&lt;br /&gt;I despise his toilet bowl mouth&lt;br /&gt;But he’s changing in subtle ways&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just haven’t seen this side of him yet&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a freakin artsy fasty IT geek man&lt;br /&gt;I could have captured all those moments&lt;br /&gt;And help him compile it for his girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Can I say that I am shamelessly add that I’m good friend (smirks)&lt;br /&gt;I travelled the whole of west side with to buy a miserable bunny&lt;br /&gt;Which we didn’t! RAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Had a ton of fun with &lt;strong&gt;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PonQueen&lt;/strong&gt; had decreed that on Monday&lt;br /&gt;She shall devoid the school of her royal presence (muahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;I visited the first house for Hari Raya @ &lt;strong&gt;Aminah’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; brought honey bun bun to my place&lt;br /&gt;So after sortin for my materials (eh-hem, eh-hem hem hem)&lt;br /&gt;And after the distressin calls my grandmother decide to bombard me with&lt;br /&gt;I finally came home to a really adorable bun bun.&lt;br /&gt;Fairly big but nice grey fur!!&lt;br /&gt;And yea.&lt;br /&gt;No sleep cuz I was really determined to pull “IT” off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seven hours I managed the glorious one.&lt;br /&gt;3 more (and 1) to go.&lt;br /&gt;So in school, I obviously was in freakin mad rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the cab couldn’t salvage the time I lost&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreakingly, I missed out on their performance&lt;br /&gt;Butbut, at least I saw them being clothed with our national flag&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feelings that don’t belong to me?&lt;br /&gt;Excited nervousness and a tinge of pride&lt;br /&gt;Guess I had it for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that she performs well&lt;br /&gt;For herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could feel a little bit misplaced when she wasn’t there&lt;br /&gt;But I am already familiar with this feelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt; couldn’t talk cuz busy bumble as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Relieved when my "art pieces" were in their hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sad that I couldn't make time for that extra project.. GAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are memories&lt;br /&gt;I loved those moments (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chat up with the ever “chamin” &lt;strong&gt;Mister&lt;/strong&gt; (Pfffff...)&lt;br /&gt;My brain wasn’t functionin, so I couldn’t think of clever lines to say&lt;br /&gt;How awkward.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! But yes, I knew that to every exterior&lt;br /&gt;There’s an interior&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’m after&lt;br /&gt;It might be stained but it’s always more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And Raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an impertinently inquisitive person&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if pry too much for my own good&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can’t help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something momentarily&lt;br /&gt;But I hold this one close&lt;br /&gt;To the “fishin kampong”&lt;br /&gt;My unglamorous beauty sleep in the hammock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Probing for an identity to ChisBrown's "Rihanna"(nudge nudge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall find out soon I tell you!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand to MUSTAFA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Two teh tarak&lt;br /&gt;One paper and one with egg and cheese&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH GIRL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel asleep on the couch&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;And them.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Stayin in my prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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;/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;em&gt;'Soon' is a long time..&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/4209692223104831922-4292166870192855288?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4292166870192855288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4292166870192855288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4292166870192855288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4292166870192855288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/steadfast-in-pursuits.html' title='Steadfast in pursuits'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-145808324532553398</id><published>2008-10-04T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:40:03.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak Out For: Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freak Out For: Fashion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel oh, so glamorous&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' super fabulous&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm insecure&lt;br /&gt;Something I can't ignore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t find my style.. yet&lt;br /&gt;Such a sin in the books of fashion&lt;br /&gt;That I don’t really give a damn&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda wanna do. (capiche?)&lt;br /&gt;No? Don’t bother thinkin then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a material girl&lt;br /&gt;The impulse runs through my veins again&lt;br /&gt;I did it again&lt;br /&gt;I should learn how to say “No”&lt;br /&gt;To nice people and to myself&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t convince myself to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live Unbottoned 501:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Chinese girl sure know how to break my barriers&lt;br /&gt;Cheese. I’m tryin to save up here.&lt;br /&gt;The guilt sinks in&lt;br /&gt;Butbut nice &lt;strong&gt;Sheikh Haikal&lt;/strong&gt; was givin out nice keychains&lt;br /&gt;I cut myself some slack to get one&lt;br /&gt;Well, who knew&lt;br /&gt;That I looked like a nice lady&lt;br /&gt;Got an extra voucher and goodie bag for that (grins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can’t help but be distracted of today’s objectives&lt;br /&gt;Of three, I only fulfilled one.&lt;br /&gt;(My &lt;strong&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/strong&gt; tail, finally)&lt;br /&gt;Someone please shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;Disipline = Zero (Pffff!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!! I’m still stuck in a really huge dilemma here.&lt;br /&gt;(thumps head again a wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurday:&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice talk with &lt;strong&gt;Mariem &amp;amp; her bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, I was evaporatin with envy here&lt;br /&gt;That boy has been places and lucky you girl&lt;br /&gt;For your honeymoon and all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt; joined us (&lt;strong&gt;Safwanaha&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;I) for dinner&lt;br /&gt;Caused a din there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;My boy, &lt;strong&gt;KeJun’s&lt;/strong&gt; birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he changed the format, bein unique&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple @ a hawker center&lt;br /&gt;A full table of pple eatin together (floats)&lt;br /&gt;I had tons of helping from a dish that I was cravin’ for&lt;br /&gt;Mr Brocs, officially my bestfriend. HAH!!&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t have much cuz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meemee&amp;amp;Mama&lt;/strong&gt; fed us (&lt;strong&gt;JieMin&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;I) a lil bit @SAKE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjourned to the empty flat.&lt;br /&gt;And I lost “quite a lot of money”&lt;br /&gt;JM, I loved that you decided to walk&lt;br /&gt;It gave us time to talk&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know so much happened&lt;br /&gt;We’re so caught up with our lives&lt;br /&gt;Fill me in..&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;We’re still teens. We can’t help it&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately adulthood is already strangling the youths in us&lt;br /&gt;Big words like responsibility dawns in on us. (shudders)&lt;br /&gt;We seem to have the same problem in extra commitments.&lt;br /&gt;You ran out of reasons and I ran out of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see sweetheart?&lt;br /&gt;That I’m turnin into cynic…&lt;br /&gt;But we'll be friends still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-145808324532553398?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/145808324532553398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=145808324532553398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/145808324532553398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/145808324532553398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/freak-out-for-fashion.html' title='Freak Out For: Fashion'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-1871215300645634575</id><published>2008-10-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T02:15:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and territories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends and territories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Formula 1: Singapore’s Night Grand Prix&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, I can kiss my free weekend goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Helping out with the Red Cross&lt;br /&gt;Two freaking whole day @ F1&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mind one single bit.&lt;br /&gt;Over the 2 days my ego was boosted like freaking mad&lt;br /&gt;Shower the compliments on me baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;Andand!!&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE PIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;The abundance of good lookin foreign males&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY UNBELIEVABLE~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;(giggles)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, glad to be of service.&lt;br /&gt;Nice findin friends&lt;br /&gt;One of that fights with me over a few certain driver lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LH &amp;amp; FA!! (THEY'RE MINE!! ALL MINE!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand&lt;br /&gt;I had my fair share of drama&lt;br /&gt;With the OTHER “felines”&lt;br /&gt;Why, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we females “fight” with each other??!!&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I’m not stealing your bf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why so SELFISH, YOU CHICKEN McNUGGETS?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The first day had to be some “rich” woman&lt;br /&gt;Was she havin a mid life crisis??&lt;br /&gt;All my friend and I did was stand beside her&lt;br /&gt;At this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREAKIN WIDE SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This was at the sky suite.&lt;br /&gt;So she decided to complain.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all she had to loudly thank the guy she complained to&lt;br /&gt;(same guy who checked out passes) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN OLD HAG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could thank him anonymously right?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATS WITH THE SHIT ASS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SARCASM????!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo bloodly pissed with her behaviour!!&lt;br /&gt;Freakin Singaporeans!! It always has to be them&lt;br /&gt;Did all that money actually kill your brain cells??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Piece of excretion!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wanted to kick her down to the tracks!!&lt;br /&gt;And let all the cars run over her!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously give us a break!&lt;br /&gt;We know we don’t have the money that you/ your sugar daddy have&lt;br /&gt;But we earned the right to watch ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;By comin down in the early afternoon&lt;br /&gt;And without pay, freakin work our ass off!!&lt;br /&gt;All you had to do was grace the stupid event with heels&lt;br /&gt;Champagne in hand and act like you bother to watch the freakin race.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t even look like you give a shit!!&lt;br /&gt;We didn’t touch the drinks provided ok!!&lt;br /&gt;And there were guys with wrong passes already there!!&lt;br /&gt;Were you bloody annoyed by the scent females lurking around you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the second day I was presented with a prolly older woman&lt;br /&gt;In charge of the ushers of smth.&lt;br /&gt;Her presence I must say.. was worth less than a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOODY INSIGNIFICANT I TELL YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a point that she was actually talkin to me for a min or so&lt;br /&gt;Standin right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I actually shifted my head pass her being to concentrate on the tracks.&lt;br /&gt;After a while I noticed that she was tryin to talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Great timing for the cars&lt;br /&gt;They made a hell lot of noise pollution to actually block out what she sayin&lt;br /&gt;I gave her my classic blur look (the “huh?”)&lt;br /&gt;She repeated many times but to no avail (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;She even removed her earplugs&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder how that would help make me hear her =.=&lt;br /&gt;So yes, when finally I could make out of what she was sayin&lt;br /&gt;There goes the sarcasm again.&lt;br /&gt;Why, females, why?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you speak in a nicer tone??!!&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake&lt;br /&gt;Would it kill you&lt;br /&gt;Would it kill anyone with our presence in some unnoticeable space&lt;br /&gt;“Are you in charge of anything here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH PUUURR-LEASE!!! DONT BE SMUG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me wearin one of your shit “Usher” shirt&lt;br /&gt;No? Then why ask the stupid shit ass question?&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me nicely if you don’t want me there!!&lt;br /&gt;Women!!! Is it something territorial?&lt;br /&gt;Or they are so freakin bored with their ageing lives,&lt;br /&gt;They have to come and bully young farts like us.&lt;br /&gt;Shit!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope don’t become them!!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be a freakin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MON-STURR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to self (if ever):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never follow the NDP route&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz the NDP route is the freakin tracks.. X.X&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO5kNZZAXI/AAAAAAAAARs/eMpm7nuGjM8/s1600-h/n702037789_1464603_5568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252245622166716786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO5kNZZAXI/AAAAAAAAARs/eMpm7nuGjM8/s320/n702037789_1464603_5568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4U3FB2eI/AAAAAAAAARM/PqUhm-sHsZ4/s1600-h/n614598877_932505_5167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252244258966067682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4U3FB2eI/AAAAAAAAARM/PqUhm-sHsZ4/s320/n614598877_932505_5167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: To the tunnels!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4Ux_segI/AAAAAAAAARU/KV_cEn31m1Q/s1600-h/n702037789_1464739_3413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252244257601518082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4Ux_segI/AAAAAAAAARU/KV_cEn31m1Q/s320/n702037789_1464739_3413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And onto the side of the tracks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4Uy0cHDI/AAAAAAAAARc/H9KNE956jSs/s1600-h/n702037789_1468096_9415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252244257822743602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4Uy0cHDI/AAAAAAAAARc/H9KNE956jSs/s320/n702037789_1468096_9415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor darl; I got a first hand witness of this Catastrophe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4VKE0MmI/AAAAAAAAARk/gALtpj_1sgo/s1600-h/n702037789_1468103_9696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252244264065446498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO4VKE0MmI/AAAAAAAAARk/gALtpj_1sgo/s320/n702037789_1468103_9696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Curse of the Hunkatoomuchamonmon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin about monster,&lt;br /&gt;I literally turned into one&lt;br /&gt;On Monday that is.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could pull off as a hideous witch.&lt;br /&gt;Did I look at too many hunks?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my left eye just pulled a puffer fish on me.&lt;br /&gt;Quasimodo on the left eye. =.=&lt;br /&gt;CRAP!!&lt;br /&gt;I had to hide under a cap on the way to the docs.&lt;br /&gt;In case I freaked all the villagers out.&lt;br /&gt;They all become a frenzy with their hands in the air, screamin for help&lt;br /&gt;The beast has arrived. MUAHAHAHHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Monday was sooo wasted cuz of&lt;br /&gt;That dreadful misfortune that had fallen on me&lt;br /&gt;Oh poor unlucky girl~&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather a pirate than a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curse slightly liftin on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;I shall roam the Geylang streets with &lt;strong&gt;Abster&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(First time &lt;strong&gt;Ab&lt;/strong&gt;, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;Where we got really good bites&lt;br /&gt;AND~~~&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY SISTA &lt;strong&gt;EDAHH&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HWEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I stalked her at the atm.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn afraid she was going to pull a Silat stunt on me.&lt;br /&gt;(giggles)&lt;br /&gt;Back to my RK stall&lt;br /&gt;We chatted with some foreign Xchange student&lt;br /&gt;(mental face: frown and sulks with envy)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she been places.&lt;br /&gt;Her accent is very.. I LIKE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall share a bowl of soup with &lt;strong&gt;Ab&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shiokess~&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Bugis became really ching chiong-a-fied&lt;br /&gt;(can we say “sian!”?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And NO!! I don't want his abs ON me.. (sheepishly grins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want it.. on me but not literally.. gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How should we say this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too little time sweet heart. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today.&lt;br /&gt;A nice house of &lt;strong&gt;Yandi’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Gab’s&lt;/strong&gt; indefinite search of a pet.. rabbit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dive into my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And you will see&lt;br /&gt;How I have fought&lt;br /&gt;Each piercing memory shard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of you sleepin within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-1871215300645634575?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/1871215300645634575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=1871215300645634575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1871215300645634575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/1871215300645634575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/10/friends-and-territories.html' title='Friends and territories'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SOO5kNZZAXI/AAAAAAAAARs/eMpm7nuGjM8/s72-c/n702037789_1464603_5568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-8478958118902786109</id><published>2008-09-26T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:55:11.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcam.Sneeze.Forget and Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Webcam.Sneeze.Forget and Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes random words.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how random today is&lt;br /&gt;Class must have been infested with dust particles&lt;br /&gt;It triggered a massive reaction from my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I shamelessly used everybody’s packets of tissue.&lt;br /&gt;Mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least when I stepped out&lt;br /&gt;I had a momentarily recovery&lt;br /&gt;And I had some retarded fun with &lt;strong&gt;Nana&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Here’s what we pulled off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAUzPFNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/arih4mVvGks/s1600-h/nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250402224190723282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAUzPFNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/arih4mVvGks/s320/nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAbQRoaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZLnJ15yc25A/s1600-h/nana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250402225923137954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAbQRoaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZLnJ15yc25A/s320/nana1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAb4zb5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/2UZmByEsqo0/s1600-h/NANA!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250402226093125522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAb4zb5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/2UZmByEsqo0/s320/NANA!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAWx5XbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4JZvLfqEGMM/s1600-h/Nana+Drawings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250402224721976754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAWx5XbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4JZvLfqEGMM/s320/Nana+Drawings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for Reflections meetin.&lt;br /&gt;With probably millions of my brain cells already dead&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were hurting so did my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I stepped out of the school..&lt;br /&gt;I realised smth.. zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT.. MY FREAKIN’ WALLET~&lt;br /&gt;WHO ON THIS EARTH FORGETS TO BRING OUT THEIR WALLET???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there, &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But I enjoyed Swensen's (:&lt;br /&gt;Guess you really really have alot on your mind..&lt;br /&gt;Don’t stress don’t stress don’t stress&lt;br /&gt;Just turn him to the left left left~~&lt;br /&gt;(sniggers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;MONA-LISA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR RECOMMENDATION POWER TO THE MAX!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROCKY ROAD IT IS!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-8478958118902786109?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/8478958118902786109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=8478958118902786109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8478958118902786109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/8478958118902786109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/webcamsneezeforget-and-dinner.html' title='Webcam.Sneeze.Forget and Dinner'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SN0tAUzPFNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/arih4mVvGks/s72-c/nana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-5374654146362850338</id><published>2008-09-25T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:57:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culture scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me now.&lt;br /&gt;Adding malay words into my sentences.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m going through a teenager thing&lt;br /&gt;I’m discovering a new culture on my own&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like I haven’t done it before&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of mild before&lt;br /&gt;So this time it kinda exploded in everyone’s faces&lt;br /&gt;Meaning my family of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; questioned me&lt;br /&gt;I saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;The way she called my name&lt;br /&gt;There was this hesitant pause&lt;br /&gt;She really wanted to know..&lt;br /&gt;Whether a had bf, a malay one at that.&lt;br /&gt;(defence mode: on)&lt;br /&gt;So yes, why does a guy have to be the motivation behind something extreme?&lt;br /&gt;Cheese~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was too much.&lt;br /&gt;Tellin her about Iftar and such&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t help that &lt;strong&gt;In&lt;/strong&gt; and her friends are putting thoughts into her head&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, after I turn 21/financially independent.&lt;br /&gt;This is just not my thing~&lt;br /&gt;Not at the moment at least&lt;br /&gt;Just let me stick to eye candies and the unreachable tasty treats&lt;br /&gt;Whose faces are plastered on posters and wallpapers&lt;br /&gt;That’s as far as I go&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cuz I can’t handle too much shit.&lt;br /&gt;I have enough in my bowels at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t come and feed me some laxatives all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaQbEPB5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/gHGaUM7XSRA/s1600-h/Smile!052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029766308726674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaQbEPB5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/gHGaUM7XSRA/s320/Smile!052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbNPeCv4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/0zIa7XbdKlU/s1600-h/Image407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250030811167768450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbNPeCv4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/0zIa7XbdKlU/s320/Image407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbOBVaBeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/P3OITw49wGw/s1600-h/Image401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250030824553317858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbOBVaBeI/AAAAAAAAAPc/P3OITw49wGw/s320/Image401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbNzyniqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xGMhiUFvYWw/s1600-h/Image404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250030820917742242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbNzyniqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xGMhiUFvYWw/s320/Image404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice &lt;strong&gt;Zul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's before he turned into bitchy &lt;strong&gt;Zul (ladii-day, ladii-doe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And starts to make a living mockery out of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just for laughs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OBERSERVE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;BEFORE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(over-smiling again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaPlLmWcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NPkrrdOLSt4/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029751844100546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaPlLmWcI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NPkrrdOLSt4/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zul&lt;/strong&gt;: Pretty girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br 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HANDSOME BOY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaP-RjiMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fY1mIJgVG1k/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029758579968194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaP-RjiMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fY1mIJgVG1k/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaP0x0A9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/gsEzQsSUsTE/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250029756030911442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaP0x0A9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/gsEzQsSUsTE/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, he's sooo bitchy that I "TAK BOLEH TAHAN!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I pretty much enjoy Iftar in school yest!&lt;br /&gt;As long as you feed me&lt;br /&gt;All is well!!&lt;br /&gt;Since we all can’t really converse&lt;br /&gt;The food will speak to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah. Funny to hear &lt;strong&gt;Adel&lt;/strong&gt; call me “spoilt brat”.&lt;br /&gt;Stroked a chord. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;You ah lian you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shashalove&lt;/strong&gt; was feelin a little down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how she detests the light..&lt;br /&gt;She pulls down the blinds&lt;br /&gt;Her hands are icy cold&lt;br /&gt;Has the &lt;strong&gt;Cullens&lt;/strong&gt; turned her into one of em.&lt;br /&gt;TSK!!! BITE ME TOO!!! (hahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH!!! Andand, today.&lt;br /&gt;I had a special delivery&lt;br /&gt;In this orangey Picanto car&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda expectin chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Butbutbut!! RAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;(pounces on my present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; in the backseat~ (squeals)&lt;br /&gt;Plusplus, I got a ride to the tracks&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to sweat it out in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short meeting but it perk my spirits up&lt;br /&gt;Oh~~ CONGRATS ON YOU TP BIKE!!&lt;br /&gt;:D Made me nervous in class only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just say I look forward to Geylang trips&lt;br /&gt;Yes under that heat trappin gazebo&lt;br /&gt;Lies an abundance of blessed edibles&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;clothes which bling the light out of my eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt; actually showed me the ropes of shoppin for baju&lt;br /&gt;Much to my delight I actually found nice ones&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she really has a keen eye and exp.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbOn5sC7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/HTPw9E160Gg/s1600-h/Image411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250030834906041266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvbOn5sC7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/HTPw9E160Gg/s320/Image411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 packets of Indian lasagne for my fam!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(rubs hands in eager)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godmama &lt;/strong&gt;(whispers): Later he shy ah.. Think you wanna take pic cuz of him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I took away:&lt;br /&gt;Clothes&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;Time with my &lt;strong&gt;Godmama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A musk of all smoky things drenched in my clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS. Dearest gorgeela. (giggles) I really am quite a loss for words. I don’t really know how to comfort you and all. But I hope you stay strong just as I have tried to for my case of a similar situation. If there’s a ever a time where it get’s unbearable and you need to find an escape for a little while, I’ll be here to help. I’m quite the runner (escapist) cuz sometimes I feel that I stand alone but you’ve got your sis, so look for each other like you guys have always been. I hope you see this soon (: Just take care ok~ I’m always in the hood. Thank God for Bishan~ :D Place this burden on HIS hands ok.. and let things flow..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-5374654146362850338?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/5374654146362850338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=5374654146362850338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5374654146362850338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/5374654146362850338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/culture-scream.html' title='Culture scream'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNvaQbEPB5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/gHGaUM7XSRA/s72-c/Smile!052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-4128708545974087596</id><published>2008-09-24T02:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:09:39.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to the Lamp post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to the Lamp post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;How many years has it been&lt;br /&gt;I was sec 2, yes?&lt;br /&gt;And I would try calling you shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;We actually could keep touch despite the differences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning.&lt;br /&gt;It is a really good memory.&lt;br /&gt;The night walk at East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;Finding for a really dark skinned father at night!&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;I loved that we wore chemo&lt;br /&gt;Made a Roman’s song.&lt;br /&gt;Got a leg cramp but &lt;strong&gt;Jem&lt;/strong&gt; was there to carry me&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Jem&lt;/strong&gt; cuz he'd teach me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always listen to him cuz he carries this immense love for &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which got &lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt; infected too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loved that it was slightly approaching Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;And we sang songs with a guitar&lt;br /&gt;And go around pissin people who were tryin to catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;With Christmas songs!! (smiles gladly)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll NEVER forget that dawn.&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; decorated the skies&lt;br /&gt;With thousands, probably millions of stars.&lt;br /&gt;It effortlessly took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Such brillance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that when we prayed&lt;br /&gt;We held each other’s hands in one big circle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our hearts were so close to being in sync&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beautiful it is, that of a gatering of brothers&amp;amp;sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(B.A.S.I.C)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time that we smeared each other with black paint&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the turmoil right up to the surface&lt;br /&gt;It made me disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Non of them should have been made any less unworthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remember the game of violent capturing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which led to complaints of outrage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the races we had&lt;br /&gt;Making out territories in different parts of the church.&lt;br /&gt;The songs we had in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The pure sincerity I habored to make peace with everybody&lt;br /&gt;I carried &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt; in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the promise I made&lt;br /&gt;The investments that I would place at the altar.&lt;br /&gt;Vividly, I remember the garden of Eden&lt;br /&gt;The place where the &lt;strong&gt;Holy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; dwells, so tranquil&lt;br /&gt;It was the only place I could trust my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Surrender them unto &lt;strong&gt;Your&lt;/strong&gt; burdens&lt;br /&gt;The sheer peace I would feel&lt;br /&gt;Could never be felt here&lt;br /&gt;Where the pace is too fast&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that I just can’t last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribe Benjamin~&lt;br /&gt;This escape taught me so much&lt;br /&gt;When the elders would share a piece of advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything fell into place&lt;br /&gt;Following up, your confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;Year end dinner and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I had learn to love&lt;br /&gt;And have learned feel loved&lt;br /&gt;And burst my enthusiasm for &lt;strong&gt;Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d belt out &lt;strong&gt;His&lt;/strong&gt; songs so loudly in the car&lt;br /&gt;My heart screamin with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is.. something I want to re-live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-4128708545974087596?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/4128708545974087596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=4128708545974087596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4128708545974087596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/4128708545974087596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/talk-to-lamp-post.html' title='Talk to the Lamp post.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2962653833135833899</id><published>2008-09-23T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:37:36.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to smile for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something to smile for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk that I went for today&lt;br /&gt;Was simply a great decision that I made&lt;br /&gt;Alone again&lt;br /&gt;But He knows me I prefer company&lt;br /&gt;So he throws in some of my good friends&lt;br /&gt;And makes the talk an enjoyable one&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Memory has really impressed me&lt;br /&gt;Best talk ever!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ample to time to travel&lt;br /&gt;Briefed at Singapore’s Red Cross house&lt;br /&gt;I silently wished to see the 200K seats&lt;br /&gt;And since He loves me in much abundance&lt;br /&gt;He lifts me spirits~&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cookies are in the jar!!&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been eyeing surfer mannequins already. (evilly grins “i know right~”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rest your head on my lap&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I love that I could ease you just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;I would iron the ceases on your forehead with my thumb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brush the back of my hand against your cheek&lt;br /&gt;And then soothingly slide my fingers across your hair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes no sense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it makes me wanna protect you.&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/4209692223104831922-2962653833135833899?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2962653833135833899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2962653833135833899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2962653833135833899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2962653833135833899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-to-smile-for.html' title='Something to smile for'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-876698546103086074</id><published>2008-09-23T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:58:37.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trickle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Trickle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY!!! RAHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually love for me to make a waste out of you??!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don’t get you~&lt;br /&gt;Did you arrange for things to clash??!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually want me to choose!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why!! When you know I can’t!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again I know where I’ll be heading to already&lt;br /&gt;This makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Sad that it’s so untimely&lt;br /&gt;Sad that I actually know what my decision is.&lt;br /&gt;And that I’ll be missing out on a great dinner with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;And that I’m disappointin you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, especially to BaiWangZhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;You found something for me to make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I DON’T UNDERSTAND~&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU STRIKE AT ME SO MANY TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;I DON’T WANNA ABUSE YOU ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;But you just give reasons to..&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a friend out you.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I implore you.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tickey-Tock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-876698546103086074?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/876698546103086074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=876698546103086074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/876698546103086074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/876698546103086074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/trickle.html' title='Trickle'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-863916436235010339</id><published>2008-09-22T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:09:45.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Displays both little fingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Displays both little fingers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only laugh hysterically in class.&lt;br /&gt;When we talked about near drowning incidents.&lt;br /&gt;And I would rush to call Iggy, hot gossip!!&lt;br /&gt;Only to be caught by his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;He must be flirtin all the time for her to say that he'a flirtin again. (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I kid, boy!&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a nice visualization of yourself there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got my painted picture?&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the window&lt;br /&gt;The wolf watching his preys&lt;br /&gt;The herd of sheep playing soccer&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful scene of them havin PE, yes?&lt;br /&gt;Knots in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;The hunger pangs,&lt;br /&gt;A dry throat and the need to&lt;br /&gt;Quench your thirst?&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Dirty old man’s ambitions. (evilly smirks)&lt;br /&gt;Shudders!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So jojo looks shorter.&lt;br /&gt;He says I look fatter.&lt;br /&gt;(nods in agreement)&lt;br /&gt;I feel disgustingly unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall waste away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that both my head and heart overuses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Miss/Missing/Missed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-863916436235010339?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/863916436235010339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=863916436235010339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/863916436235010339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/863916436235010339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/displays-both-little-fingers.html' title='Displays both little fingers'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3580577720425697594</id><published>2008-09-22T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:46:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Differently the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNkrVL2J4mI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BpbjRaOetP0/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249274483634201186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNkrVL2J4mI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BpbjRaOetP0/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNkrVuerOWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cz5suHB38qY/s1600-h/Image284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249274492930963810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNkrVuerOWI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cz5suHB38qY/s320/Image284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Differently the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It irks me when someone compliments my features. I don't know. Even the whole "I like you"/ "I think you're hot" phrase just gives me the shivers. I'm ok with people saying it to each other but just not have it directed at me. I honestly have no idea how to react to such flattery. But I give into persistance and insistance. I guess it takes a while to warm up to people. But then, yes, people always leave. So why try? We already know how it's going to end. Nothing lasts forever, better yet, so do we.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ANNHUANG-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(grins) How similar yet different are we? Something that lingers in my thoughts but I couldn’t have composed it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3580577720425697594?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3580577720425697594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3580577720425697594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3580577720425697594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3580577720425697594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/differently-same.html' title='Differently the same.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNkrVL2J4mI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BpbjRaOetP0/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-2388130573285140645</id><published>2008-09-22T03:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:09:12.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT RAINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAHH!! IT RAINS!!!! HWEEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S RAINING~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S POURING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-2388130573285140645?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/2388130573285140645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=2388130573285140645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2388130573285140645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/2388130573285140645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-rains.html' title='IT RAINS'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6393123362358599766</id><published>2008-09-22T02:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:28:08.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAH!! My answers!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NAH!! My answers!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What disappoints you the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;The city of angels&lt;/s&gt; HARAJUKU HAVEN!&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;&lt;strong&gt;3. How many ex. you have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None, thank God!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of the time. It’ll definitely make life a hell lot easier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fly around the world &amp;amp; go places, have adventures to thrill and live life freely. That’s the ultimate!&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;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you insane?! Of course not!! Unless I become some jungle girl.. That would be a different story then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Control, time, my mind, myself, the people I cherish and the memories I have with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If you win a million, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, I’ve had this discussion with so many people and &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; already knows. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, get my house a freakin cool renovation!! Have a bloody gorgeous kitchen where I can conjure all my dishes of love and get a nice big dining table for the family to gather and eat!!&lt;br /&gt;Donate some money for major charitable organizations like WWF and Lance Armstrong. (where they actually don’t embezzle funds **hopefully not..) Erm. I’ll save some aside for myself, probably go on trips to see places!! If there’s still cash, get my damn cool ride, use whatever money that I orginally have to pimp it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My fate has already been decided as some of you already know. It’s top secret and it's what I really wanted to do. After that, I wanna try and go to be a pilot, if that fails, join a flight crew and fly around. If given the chance I wanna practice medicine or law. So many aspirations, so little time. Instead practicing medicine, I’ll probably hang around in the lab and make friends with some microorganisms and wash the test tubes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Have you have any regrets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not at the moment, but I use to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What makes you happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To excel in what I love doin, experiencing, to enjoy and live in moments of laughter and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hate is powerful, it’s a mutation of love. I don’t really hate people, it’s more of situations that I’m in with them.. (shrugs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Having a taste of the high life? (smirks) Loving life, living oh-so-freely!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Having Peter Petrelli’s power, spongin other’s people’s power!! HEH!! Soo I’ll be able to fly, copy people’s traits and talents, read people’s minds but I don’t wanna constantly hear them all the time. It’s a perverse world.. Selectively would be good~ Ohoh!! Flash’s power of speed, power to control elements!! Woah!!! Piang piang!!! (rattles on and on and on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;, rightfully. Happiness not letting time waste away. People.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Any childhood memories that you'll like to re-live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The BIG Christmas party in my house. Big gatherin and many people!! Andand the time when uncle &lt;strong&gt;Paul&lt;/strong&gt; brought me to wakeboard with &lt;strong&gt;Meemee&lt;/strong&gt; and the time he drove me around in his mighty fly, ultra high sports car while he blasts techno over the stereos with the wind in my hair. :D I’ll never forget those moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Who are your best buddies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ann. Iggy. Gab&amp;amp;Myron. Jiemin&amp;amp;Sihui. The Cheena Crew (Vince&amp;amp;Sheng). The twins&amp;amp;the cooking crew. Von&amp;amp;By. Mad. Jo. Johnne,Ben&amp;amp;Yingz. K. Bai Wang Zhi&amp;amp;Rul, not forgeting the skating crew. E+Z= EZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;Godmama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***Meemee!!!~~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of them supports me in the different aspects of my life. Some new beginnings but nevertheless, best buddies. There are more names that I have failed to mention I know, just know that each of you has a special placing with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Which cartoon character you like most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardcaptor sakura (never got over her) &amp;amp; Kō Shūrei, both very influential women, in different context~ (omg the seriousness when i’m actually talking about cartoons..)&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;&lt;strong&gt;19. Are you courageous enough to go and tell the person that you like him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, I never initiate anythin cuz I’m quite the chicken shit. But actions always speak louder than words and girls make it way too obvious. (that might inculde me, i emphasize &lt;strong&gt;MIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Are you in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NO, wth. But I like people to think that I am, since I act like I’m in a drunken stupor for no reason. &lt;strong&gt;OH I LOVE TO MISLEAD PEOPLE!!&lt;/strong&gt; (smirk) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6393123362358599766?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6393123362358599766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6393123362358599766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6393123362358599766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6393123362358599766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/nah-my-answers.html' title='NAH!! My answers!!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-3965015744869128095</id><published>2008-09-21T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T03:52:06.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs that speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs that speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why we love music so much right&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they put our feelings so beautifully into words.&lt;br /&gt;They commune our emotions into their songs.&lt;br /&gt;And funny that our emotions are so mainstreamed&lt;br /&gt;Almost none of the human emotions is unique&lt;br /&gt;That’s why so many so the songs we hear is labelled “mainstream”&lt;br /&gt;Too many people just feel the same/similar way.&lt;br /&gt;Exclude those with good beats&amp;amp;lyrics that make no sense.&lt;br /&gt;We shall concentrate on the ones that speak for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had this friend.&lt;br /&gt;She had her heart shattered&lt;br /&gt;She listened to a band that just sang&lt;br /&gt;The feelings she couldn’t comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;It prolly made her feel better&lt;br /&gt;It was her outlet&lt;br /&gt;As if someone actually knew how she felt&lt;br /&gt;How ironic is that.&lt;br /&gt;That  musicians would pen lyrics from our hearts&lt;br /&gt;And string it up with a unnerving melody&lt;br /&gt;Tunes that would somehow break our barriers&lt;br /&gt;A temporary escape, yes?&lt;br /&gt;They are just mere humans&lt;br /&gt;Like us..&lt;br /&gt;Except that they are blessed with talent&lt;br /&gt;And have be given the chance to sell their&lt;br /&gt;Raw fervour in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explains why my best friend hates songs that she loves&lt;br /&gt;To go on radio&lt;br /&gt;They become less personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am just plain selfish&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like to share my arsenal of songs&lt;br /&gt;Even though most of them are probably mainstreamed&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little conscious when people randomly go through my music&lt;br /&gt;I’d protect those that I have specially found.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;Weird child.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been less of such though.&lt;br /&gt;I gave songs of encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;And one of being heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;, honoured right~ (:&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;u&gt;Songs, how they speak&lt;br /&gt;Suppose they are meant for one person in this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’d write for you if I could..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-3965015744869128095?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/3965015744869128095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=3965015744869128095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3965015744869128095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/3965015744869128095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/songs-that-speak.html' title='Songs that speak'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4209692223104831922.post-6353413270048767954</id><published>2008-09-20T23:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:02:47.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinister smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinister smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ditch my music for the long journey&lt;br /&gt;I was a little worried&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was too new&lt;br /&gt;And no it’s not a God-given talent&lt;br /&gt;I would have to snatch this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts entertained myself again&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for this wonderful mind.&lt;br /&gt;I could weave situations and places&lt;br /&gt;That I would wanna put myself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably lack the sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I would learn of how sucky&lt;br /&gt;Slow and weak my kicks were&lt;br /&gt;That it wouldn’t put a dent on a marshmallow!!&lt;br /&gt;I would try and concentrate&lt;br /&gt;But my habitual laugh of nervousness&lt;br /&gt;Puts me out of focus again.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, somehow I just love to disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the people that I wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to people that I haven’t spoken to in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;May seem short for them&lt;br /&gt;My fondness of them amplifies time, I think.&lt;br /&gt;(shrugs) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNUmMlOPu2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/k3NGz_VifDg/s1600-h/Image397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248142938362329954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNUmMlOPu2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/k3NGz_VifDg/s320/Image397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use my phone somemore!!! LOL!! Mine survived the toilet bowl lehh!! Can your FIVE-MEGAPIXEL HANDLE THAT KINDA OF TRAUMA OR NOT?? (LOL!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost the verbal fight before it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;KNOCKED OUT!&lt;br /&gt;1-0&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of the name Ama.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds awful and in a context of 2 languages,&lt;br /&gt;It means something unflattering&lt;br /&gt;Crampin’ my style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edah&lt;/strong&gt; just laughed @me&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t defend me, not like when &lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt; started kicking me.&lt;br /&gt;They left. And my conversations with them were short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roo&lt;/strong&gt; still finding girls for the team (LOL!!)&lt;br /&gt;I would if not for my absolute incompetence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I'm more worthy, yes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I had to be Bukit Timah, I couldn’t break fast with em.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there was this slight stir of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I reprimanding him for givin me names,&lt;br /&gt;And there I was giving him more.&lt;br /&gt;Mine were not insulting at least.&lt;br /&gt;“What cool name shall i grant thee den miss??”&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!! This one is really one of a kind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;I was really having a good time @the &lt;strong&gt;William Booth Corp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The abundance of food!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is too easy.&lt;br /&gt;Pleasing me, that is&lt;br /&gt;Just have a big feast or give me real good food.&lt;br /&gt;Simple!!!&lt;br /&gt;The way to my heart is through my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;So much for the quote when it’s actually intended for men.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had pizza and baked food!!!&lt;br /&gt;Baked!!! Anything baked is &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; sent!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think that &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; has this really huge oven in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Where He would bake all the glorious masterpieces!!&lt;br /&gt;So yes! I got to the table quite quickly to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; one of the seven sins. TSK! &lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt;, shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite songs were playin;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; was probing at my heart again. (grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched some racing movie.&lt;br /&gt;The language for coolness was really overwhelmin’&lt;br /&gt;Super flabbergasted man!! (omg, sounds like &lt;strong&gt;Fabregas&lt;/strong&gt;!!! nudge nudge)&lt;br /&gt;The major’s birthday so we had this really cool choc cake!&lt;br /&gt;Of which your personal glutton took 3 slices of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bimbo D &lt;/strong&gt;was saying: I am your shepherd&lt;br /&gt;I was immediately thinkin of the next line he was going to say&lt;br /&gt;Which was: And you are my pie.&lt;br /&gt;But he said: And you are my sheep (the politically correct ans)&lt;br /&gt;So I told him that what I was really thinkin of was Shepherd’s Pie.&lt;br /&gt;We make a really good bimbo pair :D (snaps fingers, eyes to the side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNUmND_XK7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/S817YDzA9Ak/s1600-h/Image399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248142946621402034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNUmND_XK7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/S817YDzA9Ak/s320/Image399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My little rebels: Bimbo D, SweetHrt &amp;amp; Arasan!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Von’s mummy sent us back&lt;br /&gt;Her ride was really neat!&lt;br /&gt;And she really funny&lt;br /&gt;She made nervous&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she needed directions.&lt;br /&gt;Directions while drivin’&lt;br /&gt;Not my fav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I appreciate the day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the people that you have brought into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word that have been repeated alot today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Choice(s)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(closes eyes and wonders)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4209692223104831922-6353413270048767954?l=so-delusional.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/feeds/6353413270048767954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4209692223104831922&amp;postID=6353413270048767954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6353413270048767954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4209692223104831922/posts/default/6353413270048767954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://so-delusional.blogspot.com/2008/09/sinister-smile.html' title='Sinister smile'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05440069165050312259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ESnqbru3tQ/SNUmMlOPu2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/k3NGz_VifDg/s72-c/Image397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
