<?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-20618148</id><updated>2011-06-17T12:29:44.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Idiosyncrasies Of My Daily Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-116049257489629110</id><published>2006-10-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:02:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CHANGED SITE!!</title><content type='html'>i'm leaving blogger for good!! i think.&lt;br /&gt;but for now im gonna use wordpress.com!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; new link: &lt;a href="http://jacobalvarez.wordpress.com"&gt;http://jacobalvarez.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-116049257489629110?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/116049257489629110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=116049257489629110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116049257489629110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116049257489629110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-changed-site.html' title='I CHANGED SITE!!'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-116038627779044137</id><published>2006-10-09T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:31:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Favourite colour: blue and black... haha&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food: anything edible and non-spicy, =)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite movie: Hairy Porter was quite interesting. and star wars. and GOAL! =D(haven't watch yet though=x)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite sport: Soccer, tennis and badminton&lt;br /&gt;Favourite ice-cream: Vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite TV shows: not much really, Viva la bam, and the last airbender=S&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: dead. bored. bored.&lt;br /&gt;Current clothes: full suit with a hat to go with it.=) (obviously FAKE lah)&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop: the pic? ohh. using my sis's profile so naturally her baby photo lah.&lt;br /&gt;Current toenail colour: i just polished ytd, i think its pink. (yes, you guessed it, im lying. just the normal colour)&lt;br /&gt;Current time: 5.04pm&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance: my procrastination in doing my bloody art.&lt;br /&gt;Current thoughts: her? =D&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: breyann&lt;br /&gt;First crush: p3? =x&lt;br /&gt;First movie: can't really rmbr&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: i dont smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: last week? dont rmbr&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: haha. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: HILLSONG UNITED!!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friends: if that counted, yea&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken the law: yea, littering, spitting,vandalising, murder, arson and alot of other minor stuff. HAHHAA. noooooooooppe&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested: nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever skinny dipped: nooo.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you don't know: haha. no.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved and lost somebody: yep. but not death kind of lost la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. exams over. well technically, there still art and dnt. but who CARES?? haha. today was maths and sci. maths= a bit easy. sci=bearable. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow's art. what to do? shipwreck. not sure what would be the morale of the story, thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am Poetically Pathetic. and Change Your Mind, It Ends Tonight in Constant Static. Swing Swing on Top Of The World, I Can't Hold Back For What Its Worth. If I Fall, Move Along, Save Me From Me. Let It Enfold You, The Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday, and Angela Baker &amp; My Obsession With Fire. Postcards and Letters Of Regret. All That I've Got, Hard To Say, I'm A Fake, A Lunacy Fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Days Ago, On My Own, I Buried Myself Alive, A Poetic Tragedy. Choke On This Lady In A Blue Dress, You Look Cute When You Scream.You're No Angel, Where Is My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. that's lame. i got all those from names of songs in my iTunes. just put them together with all the And's and The's. so yeah. its crappy, but fun! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The walls are breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's best you leave alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A weight is lifted on this evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give the final blow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It ends tonight, it ends tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-The All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-116038627779044137?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/116038627779044137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=116038627779044137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116038627779044137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116038627779044137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/10/favourite-colour-blue-and-black.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-116012815082115009</id><published>2006-10-06T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T17:53:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMIES AND ARMIES AND ARMIES OF THEM</title><content type='html'>ahhhhhh! jonathan and eugene think tooooooo far la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. anyway today we had..... HISTORY!!!!!!! almost didnt have enough time to do the paper as they asked to stop writing just when i put the LAST FULL STOP. PHEWWWWW. haha. as i sat there smiling as relieved i checked that all my papers had my name on them. on doing that. guess what. worst nightmare. MY MCQ WAS BLANK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! BUTTTT, luckily i quick quick quick go do do do. then i finished JUST as ms Yoges stopped at my desk to collect my paper. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PPPPHEEEWWWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FORTUNATELY&lt;/span&gt; there were only ten questions. more of q's and i would have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUFFERED&lt;/span&gt;. yepyep:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. after that i went to eat at Mac's with Chicken-Yawn and Piglet. saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SHERYL and her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to library and found a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; CUBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a lot of people, yea.then eugene jon and pixie arrived shortly after. ahah. then after 15 mins of peaceful studying, we stole piglet's phone and started taking pics of EVERYTHING see-able. like the ceiling, textbook, and whatnot. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which eugene and jon started talking about ARMIES, BLOOD, BABIES, AND MILITARY. tsk tsk tsk. sick sick people. yep. then piglet and chicken-yawn went off. :( yep then me and eugene went home. so that was my so-called &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;""""exhiliarating""""&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's undeniable that we should be together&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable, how I used to say that I'd fall never&lt;br /&gt;The basis is need to know&lt;br /&gt;If you just don’t know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Then let me show you that now I'm for real&lt;br /&gt;If all the things in time, time will reveal. =DD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;328days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-116012815082115009?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/116012815082115009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=116012815082115009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116012815082115009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116012815082115009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/10/armies-and-armies-and-armies-of-them.html' title='ARMIES AND ARMIES AND ARMIES OF THEM'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-116001533632446024</id><published>2006-10-05T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T10:28:56.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURNNN TIME PLEASEEEE</title><content type='html'>ahhhh! its so boring here at boring boring bishan. doing boring boring stuffs. typing on a boring boring keyboard. boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday just sucked... okay la. exams were "i don't know" kinda things. jackpot answers. which you were never sure of. and lit. was okay. did three pages of answers. that's a puny number i think. so yep. after that we went to library and studied. and then went on a mission to smuggle in 3litres of drinks into the library. suceeded, only for a librarian warning us when we were about to sit down. haha. then studied. then stayed there 5 and 1/2 hrs. woah. that's a lot. yep. worth the time though =D wasted a bit of time reversing our names. just like, nayrb gn(guess who), acsis otnayrah =DD, nahtanoj eel, and bocaj zeravla. HAHAAA. yup. that's how nonsensical we can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. today's MT paper and im supposed to be in the hall now doing my chinese paper, but instead i didnt feel like it, i phoned the DM and told him i didnt want to. =D so yeah. now its boring boring stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out later to j8, gonna go change my oversized huge shoes, and then meet them at the library.for study. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ppppiiiigggglllleeettt!!!!!!!!!!!=DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-116001533632446024?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/116001533632446024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=116001533632446024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116001533632446024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/116001533632446024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/10/burnnn-time-pleaseeee.html' title='BURNNN TIME PLEASEEEE'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115952416851427353</id><published>2006-09-29T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:02:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. i havent been  updating too much, i dont think at all. haha. cause im caught up in OFM(nice game), studies(not so nice game), french(not nice at all), and piglet =P(WONDERFUL=D) haha. anyw, all the best to all for end-of-years! =D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PIGLET!!! =DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115952416851427353?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115952416851427353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115952416851427353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115952416851427353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115952416851427353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115788888461121178</id><published>2006-09-10T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:51:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eaccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eed6eb"&gt;Christopher is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2e0d6"&gt;You truly love Elias.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7ebc2"&gt;You consider Weng Sun your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fbf5ad"&gt;You know that Si Xuan is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff99"&gt;You'll remember Sisca for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff199"&gt;You secretly think Eugene is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe29a"&gt;You secretly think that Mark is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd49a"&gt;You secretly think that Derek is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Derek changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc59a"&gt;You secretly think Joash is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Joash has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is completely stupid. utter nonsense. =.- ret-ta-ard-ded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115788888461121178?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115788888461121178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115788888461121178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115788888461121178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115788888461121178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-you-really-think-of-your-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115744432244507736</id><published>2006-09-05T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:49:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh mann. Steve Irwin just died on monday. he was filming something dangerous and deadly JUST SO THAT his daughter could watch something interesting. You can actually cry of how he gave his life just for a simple entertainment of his daughter! imagine. not just this situation. imagine a poverted father robbing shops just so his kids can have something to play with and most importantly so his family can eat. even in death steve irwin has presented a great lesson for us teenagers to learn.our parents love us. some of you might hate them for not giving you hp or for some other reason but they'll still love you even if you killed someone. they'd take your place in prison if they had to. sometimes you might not understand why your parents dont let you go out or whatever. thier reason is not for you to know. its to PROTECT YOU. yet all of us dont even appreciate this. we take them for granted. i may sound like some lecturer or something but this event really struck me. i just dont know whether all of you can get mature enough to see it from the same view. with all due respect, not blasting anyone here in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just saddened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out what's with the turtles on msn nicks already. they're tributes tio the late croc hunter. and since the closest looking to a reptile is a turtle in msn. its a tribute. and you can actually see how many people respect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Male friend: elias&lt;br /&gt;2. Female friend: sisca&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Sydney, it ROCKSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of the day: 4pm?&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: tues. cause she hates it too and i normally i have french and nth else on.&lt;br /&gt;3. Food: definitely bitter stuff and spicy stuff too&lt;br /&gt;4. Memory: THAT TIME. you know you know? that time. you dunno? oh wells. i forgot anyw. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST:&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw at school/work: eh i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: sisca&lt;br /&gt;3. Person who Instant Messaged: sisca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: protagonizing(what does it mean?)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing: home clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. Better than yesterday?: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: band.?&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: get a drums solo for MI2 done.&lt;br /&gt;4. likes about tomorrow: drumming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Number/s: 7! 11!&lt;br /&gt;2. Song/s: There Is by Boxcar Racer has always stood out through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing someone: yeah&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: not much.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: to go play soccer? see her? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE or FALSE:&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person: yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist: yep&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: i have an emo brother and a screamo sis.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my pajamas: no no no way&lt;br /&gt;I am currently pregnant: wait. let me check.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single: yes. currently&lt;br /&gt;I am currently suffering from a broken heart: nope&lt;br /&gt;I am left handed: FALSE&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to friendster: hven't been there for weeks&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: nope.&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: not at all.&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a crush on someone: yeah..&lt;br /&gt;When I get mad I curse frequently: no.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy country music: no. no. no.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy smoothies: depends on what flavor?&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: provided someone's on the other line.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: sometimes. half half? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent: i dont really know. cause its probably hidden?&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn: oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;I have all my grandparents: nope.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least one brother and/or sister: One each&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that I am smart: hahaha. parents. but im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday i had a football match against army peoiple. SIAO. thirty fourty plus, they can still run that fast. CRAZY. ended 4-3. i didnt score though. CAME CLOSE. top corner saved by keeper. hahaha. next time. next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. yesterday. was jamming in the morning then. afternoon nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to hospital for some checkup. then now im at home doing nth. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i screwed up again. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well now you know. I'll wait, and however long it will take, i will wait. 359. iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115744432244507736?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115744432244507736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115744432244507736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115744432244507736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115744432244507736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/09/ohh-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115701618221581051</id><published>2006-08-31T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:23:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEACHERS' DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broring performances in the hall accompanied by the ever-hated ACES thing. but after was fun la. =D hahaha. went with them to watch movie.first, ate at food court then we went to buy tickets for "the devil wears prada" . its a nice show. then after thet we went macdonalds' slack there for 2 hrs i think. then like that la. now im here typing. =DD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115701618221581051?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115701618221581051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115701618221581051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115701618221581051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115701618221581051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/teachers-day-broring-performances-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115701582841551847</id><published>2006-08-31T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:20:04.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Are Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/sunshine.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soothing and calm, You are often held up by others as the ideal. But too much of you, and they'll get burned.&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your warmth Your dominant state: connecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dbd7d2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your EQ is 147&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's" Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&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/20618148-115701582841551847?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115701582841551847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115701582841551847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115701582841551847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115701582841551847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-sunshinesoothing-and-calm-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115676386844813688</id><published>2006-08-28T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:17:48.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. im so sorry for not blogging for how many days?? oh its just two days since i blogged? hhaha. oh man, how time passes by so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was and funnier than average day. considering i spent almost half the day with Joash. oh really. he can crap well.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. just now i had Talent Trek Auditions. where we were the only band who played acoustic. and the drums was really really echoing the whole basement. so its like one hit can echo abt 5 times. its that bad. then Kim said we played not too bad.(bad thing) but she said we were unique conpared to the other bands(GREAT THING) then she's gonna announce results tmr.and oh yeah. we were also the only lower sec band there. so that gives us the oh-so-wonderful benefit of the doubt. =D You Qin said we played well. hahha. good good.&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;may i please know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115676386844813688?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115676386844813688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115676386844813688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115676386844813688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115676386844813688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115657482111567416</id><published>2006-08-26T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T14:51:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are An INTJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Scientist&lt;br /&gt;You have a head for ideas - and you are good at improving systems.Logical and strategic, you prefer for everything in your life to be organized.You tend to be a bit skeptical. You're both critical of yourself and of others.Independent and stubborn, you tend to only befriend those who are a lot like you.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent scientist, engineer, or programmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #bfe9ff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.Most things in your life are organized and planned well.But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.You're generally a friendly and trusting person.But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115657482111567416?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115657482111567416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115657482111567416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115657482111567416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115657482111567416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-intjthe-scientist-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115615616474986277</id><published>2006-08-21T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:29:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisca sms-ed to wish me at 11.59 pm ytd. haha. first one to wish me. then next was bernice at 12 am. then stella song at 4.42. yeah. then i reach sch and eugene wished me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i thank people like sisca,bernice,stella,eugene,grace,loretta,stephen,keuk jing, and so on for making my day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end i only recieved one present which was a bookmark from bernice. yupp. haha. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as each year goes by, i think more and more that birthdays are just excuses for people to claim and reap presents. i mean, who cares if you were born on that day? its like you're counting closer and closer to age 60! and all that matters is that you're still ALIVE. haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw on a lighter note, im going to pizza hut later!! hhaha. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still burned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really dont know already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115615616474986277?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115615616474986277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115615616474986277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115615616474986277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115615616474986277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115606996972347009</id><published>2006-08-20T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:32:49.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.SO.TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS. i had french which ended at 7. then i had to do hmwrk until 12 plus. so very little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY. Band then church until 11 plus. got home at 11.30-ish? then slept late again.&lt;br /&gt;SAT.    YTD.  band in the morning. then rushed to church for anniversary practice. then ended at 9 plus. very tired by then. burned out already.&lt;br /&gt;SUN.  TDY.    had to come to church early at 8.30? then until 1 had church. ate quickly came back here to church for anniversary practice. until now. which is 6.30. i am burned out. every inch of  my evergy has been sapped. im mentally, emotionally, and physically. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Give me a break far from here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im now here at church. tired. but im not gonne give up. hahaha. so yeah. staying here until 8 o'clock for the night service. havent eaten dinner yet. i doubt i will until i reach home at 9. then later i do not plan to slp until 1 am. haha. my birthday countdown.  haha. and that leads to the bet i made with shimin. if she wins the bet i will give her a HUGE lollipop as big as your face. haha. not saying the bet now . i'll say it tomorrow when i post. so yeah. WAIT FOR IT. now NJ's playing "start of sth new" O.o ................... rahhhhhhhhh. burned burned burned out.  now he's playing there is. HAHAHAHA YAY!!!gtg now. update again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115606996972347009?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115606996972347009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115606996972347009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115606996972347009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115606996972347009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115554906599589890</id><published>2006-08-14T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:52:50.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its just so nice when white noise burns all my sorrows away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;empty your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;forget your sorrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;burn your emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;trash your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;cry your sadness away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;drown it in the vacuum of your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the memories too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115554906599589890?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115554906599589890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115554906599589890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115554906599589890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115554906599589890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-just-so-nice-when-white-noise.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115554317251675996</id><published>2006-08-14T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:14:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14DAYS to my birthday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha people. i DO NOT need a present. please , dont waste your money on idiots like me but instead use the money to yourself a lollipop! =D haha i'm really serious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elias is really having a very hard time. he's at a point that could be the lowest. i just hope he doesnt do anything silly. cause it'll cause even more pain to people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went church then ate at kopitiam XD youth peoples. then after that played DotA and counter strike. haha. i got trashed at dota since i used a lousy hero then at counter strike i DOMINATED. hahaha. they were on the verge of kicking me out. i always killed people b4 anyone could even start the massacre. haha. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that took train from dhoby ghaut to CHOA CHU KANG. WOAH. im surprised to even survive that trip. at least Sisca was sms-ing me at least keep me awake. then at the birthday party there, the youth played Bluff and then Truth and Dare. my brother is crazy. he comes up with the moronic dares. like once, he asked Gian to go into the middle of that eating hall(? or sth like that) then shout "OI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" really loud then just look stupidly still for 10 seconds there. haha. the youth were almost laughing thier food out. then another was to go to the organizing adult there and ask where the birthday party was gonna be held when we've been in it for like 2 hrs. hahaha. Dale kept 3 Queens in his pocket so he never really got the lowest card( which means you wont kena T or Dare.) haiii. it was fun. then i went home watch Liverpool vs Chelsea. haha i shallnot go rant on about football for the sake of the anti-football ppl who are reading this. LIVERPOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today was a rollercoaster day. first music we found out the music exam was PERFECT condition for me elias and david perform. =D&lt;br /&gt;we are so gonna ace that exam. =X i think.&lt;br /&gt;then he explained so much the exam until we were 30 mins late for history. then mrs lai was suuuuuuuuuper angry then booooooooooom. in class she slam everything on the table. then shout here shout there. then i found out we going ford factory with 2G then my hist marks was 26!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then recess eugene continued with his nonsense about me and sisca being tgt O.o that is so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sci over eng and mrs Lau's stuff with the maze and perserverance.i wasnt sure i was in english class.. ): / =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so addicted to If I Fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh man. i want my specs backkkk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wth. wtffffff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haiiiiiii. i really dont know if its worth continuing having false hope when i really dont have a speck's chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115554317251675996?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115554317251675996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115554317251675996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hoping that some day things will mend and be the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is for the ones, who have lost it all, and all that's left to gain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is a simple reminder that the things that we're blind to slip away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I say, say I'll be ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if I fall through these days that go by without,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause just a painful mistake has left me here on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now that the line's been broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm too afraid to just look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;he pages have left an empty space,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You were all I had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why does it have to be this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;These things, they'll never change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still I'm left with knowing, content and happy,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this is all I need&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And if I fall through these days that go by without,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cause just a painful mistake has left me here on my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And if I fall through these nights I can't seem to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder why i care so much about you and keep being a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. and this is so not about sx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're not the person i used to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115536478419867916?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115536478419867916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115536478419867916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115536478419867916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115536478419867916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-for-ones-who-believe-their.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115520549135884309</id><published>2006-08-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:24:51.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Scheduled outage at 4:00PM"O.o&lt;br /&gt;that's blogger.com btw. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back from my 2 day stay-over at changi safra resort.&lt;br /&gt;first night played soccer. shockingly boys vs girls. didnt count score. since we totally won. X )&lt;br /&gt;then pool the next morning. i so totaly trashed dale and &amp;co winning 5 out of 4 games! WOOOHOOOO. but i wasted 15 bucks though. RAWR!!!! and i lost at air hockey too. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we played with cards! haha it was fun. there was a totally new way to play truth and dare. and that pairs game was nice too. :) thanks to gen, who helped waste 3 hours of our time there! haha . goodgoodgood. right after that we went to play bowling, where i got two strikes and one spare. in one GAME!!!! yay. and as SistaSisca said, im like sooo pro. X)&lt;br /&gt; AMBER PACIFIC!!!!!! oh man, i missed thier music for these two days. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. these few days i've seen people regretting badly abt speaking too fast and not thinking. really. you must THINK before saying anything. 10 seconds often makes the difference btwn happiness and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james 1:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend has just seen a propganda i think that is worthy of fulfilling the prophecy in the Word. be careful my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still havent done hmwrks and im gonna watch Click later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.i'd better go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every word we're growing distant,And I feel as if I have to let you know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115520549135884309?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115520549135884309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115520549135884309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115520549135884309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115520549135884309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/08/scheduled-outage-at-400pmo.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115503250657356138</id><published>2006-08-08T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:26:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one good thing for today, you found my new blog add.like the skin? TAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus-44 and angels and airwaves. the both sons of blink182. they all good. so is boxcar racer. who would have thought three normal looking men turned out to make some of the great rock revolutions in music history?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later im going to a chalet. not class just with church. good thing is, mum's going to be there, so i can use her phone instead of wasting my own phone. bad thing is, they're gonna be ngging nagging nagging. haha. never mind. i dont think anyone will notice or miss me for the next three days =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, just now NDP2006. its finally over! though chris played in a tempo not even in the same world as joel's at one time, it was okay for the rest of the show. and we plyed MI2 twice. so im contented. dno why. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisca, dont be SO worried la. IM OKAY. tell loretta too. im not gonna kill myself. -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distraction-AvA(AngelsAndAirwaves)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a field nearby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With words written in stone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love will not die &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please let be known &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This place is dead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It echoes through town &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There isn't one voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I haven't heard a sound &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The planes flew in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their bombs did too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The city fell flat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fires they grew &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the smoke comes in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’ll color this town &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'll still have you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'll say it aloud &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The friendship we made &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is a waste of our time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no one left here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To show future that's kind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a world of hate &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone incredibly wrong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cared too late &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We just followed along &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the boys went down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With their gun in their hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their weapon of choice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their knees in the sand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If that field nearby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was still there to be used &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you ever have known? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those words were for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your distraction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be, I'll be yours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be, I'll be yours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was playing, she looked at me. she turned away. and smiled. i missed ten heartbeats. and ten bars of drum set. at least she was beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115379921804737741</id><published>2006-07-25T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:46:58.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT DAY</title><content type='html'>boringgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. it days suck. i'd rather be in school, than sitting here staring at the com. anyw i finished all my hmwrk alr, except english, which no one KNOWS how to Do. sadddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im wrapping up my history project which was really easy. either that or my research just sucked. and Everyone's spamming the class tagboard with nonsense. and Type4(yes, we havent changed the name.) is planning on joining talent trek 2006.not just that. im waiting to see jiajun and band play. hahaha.but hey, good luck ming chuen!! only thing im afraid of is that we'll come up against the "emo" society of the sch(if it really exists anyway.) if they're playing, that's bad. if they're not , that's bad too. cause they'll be laughing t how pathetic our songs will be either way. now we nd people's chioce of songs so tag which songs u wanna see us play for TALENT TREK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to ytd. we had some NDP prctice after school in the hot hot hot sun. had to bring out the whole drumset just to play one dumb song. we just stood there whacking away trying to get the sound across the parade ground which nvr really happened. and after it all, as wsn described. i went from brown to black. haha. so damn mr tan and his idiotic idea of putting us in the middle of the parade ground.&lt;br /&gt;well after thata we had water parade, first one wet was sinyi. but first one fully wet was Adeline. haha mostly by me. hahaha. in the end they ganged up on me and mde me fully wet too. lucky i nvr bring hp to sch that day. after that, home time. and i discovered my father returned my hp and iPod(that was fast) and i got my profile back onto the com. so yeah. argh. i nd to stop getting blacker and blacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw bbye guys. i nd to go get my sis from her nursery sch in 5 mins.later guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115379921804737741?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115379921804737741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115379921804737741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115379921804737741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115379921804737741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-day.html' title='IT DAY'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115347265495339557</id><published>2006-07-21T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:06:47.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past week i have seen 4 people with Paul Twohill's hair and they all are posers. what is it with people trying to be emo? plus, they dont even know that ITS EMO. dunno what's emo? go find in wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw today, i managed to keep my nametag and not lose it. in sci Joash gave some words of wisdom. " The day i die laughing is the day i see (sci teacher's) face in the obituraries." hahaha. so badddd. Thus elias following with " the day i see esaint grow is the day i die laughing." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during that fateful english period belicia went to draw on my hand. which said "i love xuanz.=)" anyone know what it means? im quite slow. adagiooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;then during assembly we changed the school song and pupil's pledge to KFC(derek's) pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do It For Me Now- Angels And Airwaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a frightening night, and the wind has a roar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seeps through the hall, and from under the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the shit that was said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't take it that well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I give and i give and i give and i give and im still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lost and hurt and bone thin, from the love that's been starved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I got close but I'm sure it's too far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the point of suspense, we know it should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of the part, of our favorite movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the guy grabs the girl and gives her his hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Says take me away from this torturous land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause the grave is set up, the hole that i dug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave and i gave and i gave and i gave you my trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like the time that we kissed, and you gave me a lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To add to the scene you pretended to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But im here and I'm cool, the way that it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ust give me a chance and I'll try to forgive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I cant guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if it's gonna be OK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now, my last wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is that you do this with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kiss me here, and hold my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me feel like I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m the only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Won't you do if for me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really had it with the rain and the tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The predictable storm that has come every year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it sneaks from shore with a bat in its hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im tryin Im tryin Im tryin Im tryin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're a thief and a witch, but if love you to death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You steal my heart and curse under your breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the one thing that i will most willing prove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That when you are gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be fine without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't know&lt;br /&gt;And I cant guess&lt;br /&gt;if it's gonna be OK&lt;br /&gt;But now, my last wish&lt;br /&gt;Is that you do this with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me here, and hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel like I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;m the only one&lt;br /&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;Won't you do if for me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now just hold on, hold on to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on, hold on to me(hold on to me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold on, hold on to me(hold on to me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;She's sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;her eyes are beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;her voice is angelic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;one move of her hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;could knock me across the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;let alone her talking to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i long for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i can run my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;through her raven tresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;though i know that day will never come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;the day that i'll be close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;to her pretty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;coz she doesnt deserve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;someone like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115347265495339557?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115347265495339557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115347265495339557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115347265495339557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115347265495339557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/past-week-i-have-seen-4-people-with.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115338049192922348</id><published>2006-07-20T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:29:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for not updating often. can't really use the computer unless my parents aren't home. and btw, they think i dont know the password they put to keep up out.BIG mistake. :P and can some people TAG?! hahha. my tagboard is like so very super duper uber empty. anyw, this blog is supposed to be viewed in Internet Explorer, NOT mozilla, thus the lousy font and slow loading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets recall ytd. poeple in class started calling Darren, ZincBoy, Zinccccck, or just plain Zinc. bcoz of his bag name.(lame.) haha so yeah. spent the whole day calling him Zinc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone sold all thier postcards??? anybody??? Ms yoges forcing us to sell. so yeah. its kind of a scam, with no one wanting to use postcards, plus the drawings are so ugly(no offense, but the dont belong there, they should be put up in museums or sth where every1 will "appreciate" them, and maybe make millions of money.) fat hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During band, me and youqin were asked to switch parts for the song of the prairie bcoz i played the cymbals too loud. MUAHAHAHA. sad. Ah Tan could have just asked me to play softer. O.o so now You Qin's going to play for the set piece. haha. it's hard. i suck at it. i mean the fairy song. And soooooon we are going to buy a new bass drum skin, due to me breaking the last one. hahaha. things are going well.&lt;br /&gt;then after band we played soccer, with me giving christopher tang a painful stomach massage(accident), and almost denting the basketball post with my wild shots. then i came home late, after my father, then he scolded me once again. then he took away my iPod and hp AGAIN. i just hope he wont lose my iPod again. haha. not that harsh, my hp had no more top up anyw. hahah.yeah. talk about perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to today.&lt;br /&gt;lost my name tag in assembly(someone took it) then MT. the teacher was teaching pri sch stuff, even i could tell. lousiest chinese teacher i have ever seen.( not that it will affect me. HAHA.), then maths and recess. Elias was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a word he is almost NEVER associated with, and for the first time in 7 months, he was WHISTLING. wth. sth must have happened, me and eugene are out to find out what. haha. Then english, ms Rai talking about how "inefficient" president Bush was. though all of us knew she really meant "stup*d". she was trying to be " politically correct", so yeah. interesting lesson. then SCIENCE came, had some fun with darren. with the class boys singing Zinc songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Zinc. , My Zincky lies over the ocean, Mary had a little Zinc, and our favourite, It is Zinc who builds community&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. we should release an album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then history, some boys played with computer. you know. going to desktop then selecting all the icons, then pressing eenter. u should try it. YOUR COM WILL LAG FOR AN HOUR. esspecially esaint's. which had 117 items running all at once. haha. this monkeying around bought us a meeting with Mrs Lai after school.&lt;br /&gt;yea then after school, we were asked to stand in parade ground facing !2grace! class in the hot sun. hahaha. she and her friends were still inside though. (hahaha yay) then after that went home lor. now im here typing this. HAIIII. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Art tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to talk to her. i just can't. im such a coward. idiot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you, sx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115338049192922348?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115338049192922348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115338049192922348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115338049192922348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115338049192922348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/sorry-for-not-updating-often.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115287859201050077</id><published>2006-07-14T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T20:03:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys. mr.screw-up here.&lt;br /&gt;today was even more of a SCREW-UP. only good things that happened was eugene and elias being NICE people and lending me yellowcard and Maroon5 albums respectively. and OH YES. I FOUND MY IPOD AFTER 60000000000 Years of turning the house upside down left and right. it was in my brother's bag all along. -.= how did my father put it there? and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have to get past that line.  yes, that line which will end all pain and folly. problem is, the line seems to run.  fast.  fast-er than i can afford to crawl. past that line i know there will be enough mistakes and i wont screw up anymore.  Damn that moving line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today felt totally pointless, boring and empty. only four people might know why. i felt as if i could just fall onto the field wet with mud and rain on my face and just scream. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you won't hear cause you just can't care enough even if i was thunder-blasted off the face this Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=cfi8epUIatw&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=Angels%20and%20airwaves%20it%20hurts"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=cfi8epUIatw&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search=Angels%20and%20airwaves%20it%20hurts&lt;/a&gt;. AvA rocks my world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115287859201050077?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115287859201050077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115287859201050077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115287859201050077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115287859201050077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115277504918026326</id><published>2006-07-13T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T15:20:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a screw up. This or that? Anyw once again, elias and eugene managed to release VALUABLE information which my life depended upon. nice work guys. damn these character first activities. and damn that invisible pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. i left band early to go back to pri sch band, only to find out that they went out of school to sch(?) i think. in the end we just went ljs to eat. after that i went back home. -where is my ipod!?!?!-. causing me to use that huge disc player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. a lot of secrets flying here and around. i just hope they dont get out. and now im at home typing this and watching hsm(actually not me, my sister.)and waiting to leave for french, which i have just rmbred, i havent done hmwrk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get 60bucks. fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Hurts- Angels and Airwaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this what you want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause everybody acts without a clue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every little kiss and grin you gave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was just a little bullshit I saw through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The alcohol is scented with your breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're always all done up to just be used&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm waiting for excuses that deceive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll meet you in the back to see them through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did I let her insideWe're dripping of sweat, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her lips were the last thing touched tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your best friend is not your girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It hurts... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you out of your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You dug yourself into a liar's hole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You made a little spark to live inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's now a fucking fire out of control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the morning comes you'll act surprised&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the word gets out it will get old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every day you'll try to live your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every little scandal will unfold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did I let her inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're dripping of sweat, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm feeling alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her lips were the last thing touched tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your best friend is not your girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherrie, do you want it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherrie, I want it too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your best friend is not your girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115277504918026326?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115277504918026326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115277504918026326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115277504918026326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115277504918026326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-such-screw-up.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115241020116564372</id><published>2006-07-09T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T09:56:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyho. im back after 8(?) days of no blogging. nothing is really up except eugene &amp;amp; elias bombarding thier blogs with my nonsense. Eugene has a really big mouth. he can't keep it shut. hahaha. yeah. yesterday we went to band. after that to northpoint(with the two thinking i was following her(-rolls eyes-). nonsense. haiii. home sweet northpoint hahaha.after eating we went to arcade. played house fo the freaking dead 4. we were finished off by the second boss, really. long time never play alr. then we went to the music shop. and woah, what a surprise. haha. anyw we looked for maroon5 and it never was found. and after they dropped some cd's and browsed around they went off, leaving us three to stare at the new angels and airwaves album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115241020116564372?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115241020116564372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115241020116564372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115241020116564372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115241020116564372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/heyho.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115191422557248186</id><published>2006-07-03T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:10:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Day.</title><content type='html'>youth day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nothing really. this day should be called HOMEWORK DAY.&lt;br /&gt;rushing hmwrk now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... you guys like this new skin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115191422557248186?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115191422557248186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115191422557248186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115191422557248186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115191422557248186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/07/youth-day_115191422557248186.html' title='Youth Day.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115131923584196728</id><published>2006-06-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:53:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED.</title><content type='html'>6.30&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you bothered to read the title, you would noe that i am absolutley SCREWED. we have to have some latin song that lasts 5 mins to play on FRIDAY. that's like 4 freaking days. not just pick from any song, WE are going to MAKE IT. i need help. serious help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.35&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. 5 mins later i have found it. good ol' youtube. RODNEY HOLMES IS CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jjH1Uc-t4ps&amp;search=Rodney%20Holmes%20latin%20groove"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=jjH1Uc-t4ps&amp;amp;search=Rodney%20Holmes%20latin%20groove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. did you see that stick flip? and that semiquaver left foot?(for music junkies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i.n.s.a.n.e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: he's nowhere close to the best i think.)&lt;br /&gt;and i have to learn that mind u. or at least some of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was talking to elias, and i was so bored to crap. so i asked elias too say sth random. u noe what he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHI MIN ROCKS N U NOE IT."&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna say what i reply. haha. for safety purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, due to some complains of my blog being very troublesome and "clicky" i'm looking for a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. that concludes my boring day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115131923584196728?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115131923584196728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115131923584196728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115131923584196728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115131923584196728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/screwed.html' title='SCREWED.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115123512375986525</id><published>2006-06-25T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:35:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WATER!!!</title><content type='html'>Haiii. you can only marvel at how many uses water has. HAHA it was damn fun lah. very very very very fun. Only that &lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;W@*%^#*(@%"&gt;*&amp;amp;W@*%^#*(@%&lt;/a&gt; security guard spoiled it all. In the end we never mop. And we all spent the time trying to dry in the hot hot hot sun. which caused me to get even darker. RAHHH. i have to get lighter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ,Elias , Eugene ate 4 boxes of pizza yesterday. i ate 4 pratas today. Hahaha. Full to sickness twice in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha for those who dun understand. I am not natural black. i was born quite fair. only my addiction to soccer in the hot sun. which is also the reason my hair is so curly. hahaha. i have to stop soccer-ing. seriously. AND I AM NOT MALAY NOR INDIAN NOR CHINESE. Go find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people think that this weeks band was "intensive". my foot lah. pri sch was 9 -6 everyday yet i didnt feel it was torture then. HAHAHA. anyw playing your favourite and natural instrument helps. A LOT. drums is fun. But is requires discipline. A LOT OF IT. i didnt go through 8 years of training for nothing. and it wasnt JUST training. it was training non-stop. not just playing until u are tired. its playing til your hands drop off. and im still VERY lousy now. i still have a lot of things to cover. oh btw it was self trianing( actually in band only.) not with yamaha or christophori or whatever. And i have seem to have forgotten to play simple. yeah. im horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to move, you don't have to speak&lt;br /&gt;lips for biting.&lt;br /&gt;You're staring me down, a glance makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;eyes for striking&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm twisting up when I'm twisted with you&lt;br /&gt;brush so lightly&lt;br /&gt;and time trickles down, and I'm breathing for two&lt;br /&gt;squeeze so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, you'll be fine.this moment seems so long&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste now, precious time&lt;br /&gt;we'll dance inside the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes the one to shake you down?&lt;br /&gt;Each touch belongs to each new sound&lt;br /&gt;Say now you want to shake me too&lt;br /&gt;Move down to me, slip into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sinks in my mind as she sheds through her skin&lt;br /&gt;touch sight tastes like fire&lt;br /&gt;hands do now what eyes no longer defend&lt;br /&gt;hands to fuel desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, you'll be fine this moment seems so long&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste now, precious time&lt;br /&gt;we'll dance inside the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be fine, you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Is this fine? I'm not fine&lt;br /&gt;Give me pieces, give me things to stay awake (stay awake)&lt;br /&gt;Move down to me, slip into you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115123512375986525?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115123512375986525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115123512375986525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115123512375986525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115123512375986525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/water.html' title='WATER!!!'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115094406079296652</id><published>2006-06-22T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T10:41:00.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.18 AM</title><content type='html'>heh. I'm getting sick of staring at the clock, waiting for band to come. strange isnt it. things u cant wait for come slowly, things you want to wait for come slower than a snail already dead. yes. every seconds seems like a minute. hmmmmmm, i wonder how buzz lightyear got his name.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hype leading to World Cup turns out to be empty...completely empty. all the usual topscorers have only one or no goal to thier names at all. Argentina's getting scary. They might trash Brazil for once.&lt;br /&gt;ok, right. soccer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all have a cake throwing party. Or a pie eating contest. anything to un-bore the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems everyone's listening to where'd you go by fortminor. haiiii. i was listening to that 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play the glockinspiel(bells)? 'No pasa nada!'(No problem.) Or maybe there is. its based purely on sight reading and rhythym. I'm dead. But we'll if WanXian can even play the drumset or triplets. That may be my escape card. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what song shall i put today. oh yeah. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise by MatchbookRomance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What would you say if I asked you not to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To forget everyone, forget everything and start over with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you take my hand and never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise me you'll never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now the stars aren't out tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But neither are we to look up at them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does hello feel like goodbye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These memories can't replace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These wishes I wished and dreams I chased&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this broken heart and make it right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you should know,You're not making this easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought I'd be the one to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please don't, well please don't leave me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you should know,You're not making this easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not making this easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my hand and never let me go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise me...You'll never let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make this last forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you should know, You're not making this easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll fall asleep tonight, 'cause that brings me closer to you&lt;/em&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/20618148-115094406079296652?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115094406079296652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115094406079296652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115094406079296652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115094406079296652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/1018-am.html' title='10.18 AM'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115082152244944046</id><published>2006-06-21T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:38:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringgggg.</title><content type='html'>maths.band.maths.band.maths.band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great way to spend the holidays. just 8 more days or 7?, and i still havent done any work for school. AND i still have not played any soccer. unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star**b is scamming us. they dont even show the world cup for free. &lt;a href="mailto:*!@#@!#%"&gt;*!@#@!#%&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will someone organise some kind of outing. class or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i owe a lot of people presents.&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;Elias&gt;soccer boots.&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin&gt; i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Japhia&gt;don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Samuel&gt;some wellington boots.&lt;br /&gt;Belicia&gt; some striped top she's telling me about.&lt;br /&gt;Adeline&gt; Also dont know.&lt;br /&gt;          Anyone i left out, that's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;(Hahaha kidding. just tag.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115082152244944046?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115082152244944046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115082152244944046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115082152244944046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115082152244944046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/boringgggg.html' title='boringgggg.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-115010564052570283</id><published>2006-06-12T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T17:48:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morals of some cartoons</title><content type='html'>Jimmy Neutron: Something is wrong when you have the biggest brains in the world but your father has a hobbie like ducking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.m.weasel: Smart people can't be used to compensate stupid ones, you'll just make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow and chicken: Having one night-stands with animals don't really work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-115010564052570283?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/115010564052570283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=115010564052570283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115010564052570283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/115010564052570283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/morals-of-some-cartoons.html' title='Morals of some cartoons'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114976548458625383</id><published>2006-06-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T19:18:04.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it. The real boredom.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting trying to drink this totally frozen root beer from the can while i watch the time pass by. every hour has 360 minutes. and every minute has 720 seconds. this is total boredom. now i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114976548458625383?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114976548458625383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114976548458625383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114976548458625383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114976548458625383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-it-real-boredom.html' title='This is it. The real boredom.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114967564111370803</id><published>2006-06-07T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:03:22.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go. World Cup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeap. the grounding isnt as strict as i expected long term. He now lets me use the computer. i'd better go review my maths again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to have a class chalet at the end of the year. HAVE TO. plans in my head all coming up. haha. you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 6:06 pm right now. just doodling on this blog. i wanna go see x-men2 again. Channel 5 sunday at 6.45 pm. ahaha. our battlefield now doesnt work. oh man. why now? why not 30 days tmr. just when i'm allowed to use the com again it spoils. rahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really understand why people can say lampard is a better player than gerrard. gerrard defends better, is more versatile, has one of the hardest shots, can play with more heart and has a better shot. plus he can pass much more better than fat lamps.(that 80 yard pass to drogba was really just a punt. psst. no one was near drogba.) even gerrard's assist to cisse was better than what lampard can do in 100 years. and gerrard does that constantly and much better.gerrard's top 30-50 goals is better than lampard's top 10 goals. only thing i admire about lampard is his goal against bayern munich. not that much though. gerrard's goal against aston villa was better.(pick any one). and lampard really just learns from 500 million euro's worth of player around him to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;1. Start Time: 6.32&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: Jacob Josiah Santiago Alvarez&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: -none- (i like my name)&lt;br /&gt;4. If u were a skittle what color would you be?: red?&lt;br /&gt;5. Chinese Zodiac: monkey&lt;br /&gt;6. Zodiac: leo&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color: dark-brown&lt;br /&gt;9. Height: 171cm?&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Color: red/dark-blue&lt;br /&gt;11. glasses?: nope&lt;br /&gt;12. Braces?: nope&lt;br /&gt;13. Piercing/tattoos?: no&lt;br /&gt;15. Area code: 570---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;17. Cut your own hair?: definitely&lt;br /&gt;18. Did you do something in the past month that you regret?: YES&lt;br /&gt;20. Kissed someone who isn't ur g/f or b/f?: No.&lt;br /&gt;21. Skipped school?: no&lt;br /&gt;22. Bungee jumped?: no&lt;br /&gt;23. Had sex outside?: nope&lt;br /&gt;24. Dumped someone?: dumped? no. never had anyone.&lt;br /&gt;25. Been arrested?: no&lt;br /&gt;26. TP'd someone's house?: haha. no&lt;br /&gt;27. Won something?: yes&lt;br /&gt;30. Been rejected?: i dont remember.&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a funeral?: yes&lt;br /&gt;32. Used a lighter?: yes&lt;br /&gt;33. Been on stage?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITE...&lt;br /&gt;34. Season: winter&lt;br /&gt;35. Food: nothing spicy is okay.&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s): PE/english&lt;br /&gt;38. Person?: haha.&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s): a lot&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s): x-men(currently)&lt;br /&gt;43. Song?: There Is, Watch the wotld, a lot more&lt;br /&gt;44. Park?:East Coast Park&lt;br /&gt;45. State: singapore.&lt;br /&gt;46. Place: home&lt;br /&gt;47. Sport to watch : Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;49. Bands/musicians: BOX CAR RACER&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s): J.&lt;br /&gt;51. Restaurant(s): Yoshinoya&lt;br /&gt;52. Cartoon Character(s): Teen titans!!&lt;br /&gt;53. TV Station(s): MTV/ESPN&lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son: Steven&lt;br /&gt;55. Name for a daughter: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU PREFER...&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla?: vanilla&lt;br /&gt;58. Long relationships or one night stands?:Long.&lt;br /&gt;59. Dogs or cats?: Dog.&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies?: either.&lt;br /&gt;61. Short hair or long: short.&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits?: CROUTONS&lt;br /&gt;63. Kissing or hugging: kissing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND...&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans: maracas/&lt;br /&gt;65. School: Football.&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass: green&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow: beef!&lt;br /&gt;68. Canada: maple leaf&lt;br /&gt;69. Mouse: yeeba yeeba!&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands: slapping. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone?: yep.&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried?: no&lt;br /&gt;74. Threw up?: no&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water?: yes of course&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs?: no!&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine?: my maths!&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV?: yes&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror?: yes&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower?: yeap&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture?: no&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music?: yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;85. Told someone you liked them?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yellowcard- Rough landing, Holly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the ground in black and white&lt;br /&gt;And when the plane went down&lt;br /&gt;The colors all aroundI know by now, the margin's slight&lt;br /&gt;And still I can't get out&lt;br /&gt;She's all I think about&lt;br /&gt;Can't let her go&lt;br /&gt;It's who you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came down to watch the world walk by&lt;br /&gt;And all she found was trouble in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;From the sky she pulled me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She moves fast, takes control&lt;br /&gt;And like a heart attack,&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't turn back&lt;br /&gt;And time just passed, nights moved slow&lt;br /&gt;And she was all I had&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd never last&lt;br /&gt;Can't let her go&lt;br /&gt;It's who you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came down to watch the world walk by&lt;br /&gt;And all she found was trouble in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;From the sky she pulled me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came down to watch the world walk by&lt;br /&gt;And all she found was trouble in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;From the sky she pulled me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls out the farther that I fly&lt;br /&gt;I love that sound so give me one more line&lt;br /&gt;From the sky she pulled me down tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let her go&lt;/em&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/20618148-114967564111370803?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114967564111370803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114967564111370803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114967564111370803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114967564111370803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-we-go-world-cup.html' title='Here we go. World Cup.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114959236008198108</id><published>2006-06-06T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:12:41.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yups. 2nd sneak.</title><content type='html'>Haha. im a lucky boy.2nd sneak.  yesterday msn convos were cut short coz my parents suddenly came home, a very close call. So apologies if any convos with me were suddenly offline-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my so-called grounding wasn't as tight as i expected. i just did about 30 sums just now then watched tee-vee. He didnt really bother about me after that.  i still am itching to touch the computer often. And i do want to go out. oh well, i'll just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfers aren't really moving, just shevchenko moving the chelski. most probably because of the world cup. Can somone remind me when its starting? i seem to have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i played tennis. i couldn't really get my swing right,balls kept flying into the ground or out of the court. hahaha. but i do know how to serve now. and volley. can't wait for the next time. at least im learning more than those crappers in TaF club who is being taught by someone who can't even book a court. hehe. but i still suck at it though. now my right arm is pain like hell, stressed it a lot yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. what is this mystical purple subject combination form everyone is telling me about? i never got it though. you guys say its in the report bk? never saw any. anyway, im not quite sure of what to take. im not even sure how it works. will someone nice sacrifice thier valuable time to teach me? i'd appreciate it a lot. haha. as u see, im quite slack about my future studies right now. mainly because some administrative guy never gave me the damn form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i never got any homework, because i never came to school on the last day. i dont think there's science. i know there's history, but i dont know who's in my group. and i lost the maths worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any Box Car Racer song for today. i decided to put a christian song. apologies to any offended non-christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;except from Who Am I by Casting Crowns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would care to know my name &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would care to feel my hurt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my ever wandering heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114959236008198108?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114959236008198108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114959236008198108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114959236008198108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114959236008198108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/yups-2nd-sneak.html' title='Yups. 2nd sneak.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114949693396940405</id><published>2006-06-05T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T17:47:16.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>Hello there. im back from a long moment of exility. or whatever that means. my parents and whole family is out and i just noticed that my brother's profile is not on lock. yes, i do not have a profile for the moment. so yea. im just sneaking this in before they get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra, what i have been doing for the past, let's see, 5 days. It seems like its been 5 years, seriously. to sit there writing stuff you dont really care about while all your friends are going out , chalet, soccer, playing, beach, eating, whatever. my ankle's still weak, its healing. And oh ya. My brother bought battlefield, just. crap. i cant even touch the com(except when its off). so do i just stand there staring at him kill countless numbers of people and envy? no, i can't even do that. while he indulges in violence, im there in my room, studying. oh ya, for people who don't know the situation, when i failed my maths, i got grounded to my room for the whole hols. no coming out except for eating. and no com, no hp, no iPod, no nothing. no freaking form of entertainment whatsoever. Haiz.... i miss soccer. and music. And msn. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And her.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i dont know if i can survive this month of insanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry jacq for losing your flower! haha i was carrying so many things that i left it on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. Mr. Tan bought a double pedal for the drumset!!! yahoo!!! im gonna stay at band and pratice. hahaha. watch out willian im gonna trash you. haha jk,&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of willian, he was crazy at the concert. playing all sorts of stuff that didnt fit into the damn song. haha. but its okay.he was too good. haha. i was crazy too, moving around backstage looking for percussion stuffs. I was NOT trying to go past her okay. haha, im really getting weak on my left hand. wahhhhh. next up: percussion ensemble we have one month to create and perfect a 5 min piece. just perfect. after that: PHantaSy concert 2006. whatever.cramped up life in secondary school. i miss primary school, where you played soccer till you dropped. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday wasnt much. church, which was great, then i went to my friends house with my family. went swimming. pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. elias i salute you, you managed to turn your life around somehow. while im here suffering. teach me the force. turn my situation around. someone just save me from this hopeless prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm wierd, i should have just waited. waiting, something i always have failed to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aargh, there's nothing to eat in this prison. wondering when to get the right moment to get that ball to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. its ironic. i perservere when im in difficult situations, but in the first place, i didnt have any perserverance nor paitence. which was what got me in to trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If she rejected that guy, what makes you think i even have a whisker's chance? should i go for it or leave it. if i never try i'll never know, but i'd rather not know since i expect bad results. so what do i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this quiz from elias' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;21st'aug'92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;confused. patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite songs?&lt;br /&gt;any song that could explain me in 500 lines maximum, but no song can. i cant find one. maybe there is for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will be songs you would play if you were in a band...&lt;br /&gt;saosin, box car racer, blink 182( not reaally songs, songs of these bands i mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite subjects, if any..&lt;br /&gt;i dont really favour further studies, the lessons dont really get used in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got any crushes?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite position on the soccer field?&lt;br /&gt;free-role in the "hole". i just roam around scoring for fun really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite shirt number?&lt;br /&gt;eight. GERRARD. or 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long have you been playing your instruments, if any?&lt;br /&gt;drums- 8 yrs. piano-2 yrs. stopped for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this, what shall you do?&lt;br /&gt;spaz and eat my spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what seems to be the most creepiest thing that happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime she looks at me, i see that feeling. yet i know she doesnt like me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think of anything that's creepy, just out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song that is most applicable to you right now?&lt;br /&gt;There Is by Box Car Racer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the scale of 1-10, rate yourself on how well do you play your guitar.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dont play guitar. but drums.... i'd say 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which affilations do you belong to?&lt;br /&gt;Youth Abalze&lt;br /&gt;TLWF&lt;br /&gt;PHS&lt;br /&gt;PHSSB&lt;br /&gt;2hFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you want to do this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who would bother to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss You- Blink 182&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if we want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This sick strange darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as I stared I counted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Webs from all the spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catching things and eating their insides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop this pain tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The voice inside my head (miss you miss you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114949693396940405?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114949693396940405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114949693396940405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114949693396940405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114949693396940405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back_05.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114898721891741237</id><published>2006-05-30T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:09:24.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodBye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caleb went off today, im actually surprised no one cried. But it was very silent and you could have pierced it with a needle. I never thought of him as a player, I always thought he was all good good and you know, good. I never knew he had a half-girlfriend(complicated). But I'll never see him again. GoodBye, my secret answered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle is now almost fine, im just waiting for the bruising to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from lack of football. Come on, get the transfers moving.BUT, there's an england/hungary game later in the morning, come on , sven just look at Gerrard, can't you use that brain of yours. We dont need Lampard, we need Gerrard. Scouts, get off your asses and come look for me, i might have potential. ;) .boyhood dreams..... haiz. i know its childish and crazy, but my current ambition is to be a football player, come on, everyone has had this before. I just dont have an inspiration to choose my future career. I need direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah i wasted 13 bucks today.(actually i bought caleb a book.) I dont think that movie will ever come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These "Sorry ah, wrong number." people, they're getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas for the calendar tab, tag please. if not, all you'll see there is football, football, soccer, blablabla and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, STEVEN GERRARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After seeing many of my friends not make it, i dont think i have that much a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye My Lover- James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Took your soul out into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And love is blind and that I knew when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My heart was blinded by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'ve kissed your lips and held your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shared your dreams and shared your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know you well, I know your smell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have been the one.You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Remember us and all we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've watched you sleeping for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'd be the father of your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'd spend a lifetime with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know your fears and you know mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We've had our doubts but now we're fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I love you, I swear that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cannot live without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have been the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have been the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I still hold your hand in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In mine when I'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I will bear my soul in time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I'm kneeling at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodbye my lover.Goodbye my friend.You have been the one.You have been the one for me.I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow.I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(I am NOT in love with Caleb. You guys should know who. ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show me some die\rection&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114898721891741237?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114898721891741237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114898721891741237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114898721891741237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114898721891741237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye.html' title='GoodBye'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114888784298086501</id><published>2006-05-29T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T15:30:42.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed the Template: like it?</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, i prefer this one over the other, more of me. I was actually torn apart with the decision between this one and the gerrard one. I flipped a coin, we all know which one won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114888784298086501?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114888784298086501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114888784298086501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114888784298086501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114888784298086501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/changed-template-like-it.html' title='Changed the Template: like it?'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114887532101544457</id><published>2006-05-29T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T12:03:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Elias. I'm so sorry, i had to be the one to tell you. It felt almost like betrayal. I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle's fine now, though i have to have a bandage around it to keep it warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at church provided a lot of healing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does she hate me or not? I dont know. Someone end the agony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Caleb's going off tomorrow. He was a wonderful friend during his time here. An answered prayer, goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOX CAR RACER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There Is"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This vacation's useless, these white pills aren't kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've given a lot of thought on this 13-hour drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss the grinding concrete where we sat past 8 or 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've given a lot of thought to the nights we use to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The days have come and gone, our lives went by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where I laid and told you, but you sweared you loved me more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you care if i don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you sleep tonight or will you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will i shake this off, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pretend it's all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those notes you wrote me, I've kept them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've given a lot of thought of how to write you back this fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;With every single letter in every single word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;There will be a hidden message about a boy that loves a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you care if i don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will you sleep tonight or will you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will i shake this off, pretend it's all okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114887532101544457?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114887532101544457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114887532101544457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114887532101544457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114887532101544457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/elias.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114871652806883854</id><published>2006-05-27T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:55:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swells gone. i think.Well, today was boring and all i did was go to band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She probably thinks im a freak. Somebody just end the pain and tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114871652806883854?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114871652806883854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114871652806883854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114871652806883854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114871652806883854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/swells-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114864347060150170</id><published>2006-05-26T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:39:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here i am again. Bored. But my foot's healing! i can finally walk properly, if not, a bit awkwardly. Thank God for his grace. It was just at 6 am i couldnt stand at all and i was screaming at the pain, and here i am now trying to figure out how my foot could have healed this fast. To be even walking without pain at this point is already a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, let's backtrack past the days. Ahh. Wednesday. Project Caleb's Farewell Party. Result? Almost a failure but we'll never know. we we running all over the school 5 minutes before our supposed starting time. I had to get a crash, Elias had to fix the amplifiers, David had to get wires, Jonathan was trying to get mikes, and Samuel was..... the middleman in it all i can say. he was the negotiator with the chapel people. We start pretty late, like 30 minutes after actual time. We started with numb,encore, and with one mike. They somehow pulled it off okay and they got the crowd excited. Then the Type4 (We seriously need to change title) started. For people who want to get the songs, here they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I by Box Car Racers(you can search for it in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Gone So Young by Amber Pacific( you can get this at &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/amberpacific"&gt;www.purevolume.com/amberpacific&lt;/a&gt;)Perfect by Simple Plan(&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There Is by Box Car Racers(again, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Gone So Young is all you can get for free, for the others, you can get them from the Type4 members, just ask for them.)&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;br /&gt;I pretty much made millions of mistakes,but no one seemed to care, or notice? haha. I was half-happy and half-sad that she wasnt there, considering i was crap that day and half-sad because this was the first performance of the band and she didnt get to see. So its such a bittersweet feeling. I left early for band so i didnt get to see the singers. Anyway they were pretty much improv since we didnt have enough planning time.But i thank Jonathan for skipping his lunch to help us out(we owe you one.), Suhail for the part he played in the set-up(good job), and the chapel guys(thanks A LOT, even though i didnt get your names.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What in the world could she be thinking of me now? freak, or nice guy?(most likely the first)someone tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Adventure-Angels And Airwaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they're a new band featuring former Blink182's Tom DeLonge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna have the same last dream again, the one where I wake up and I'm alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just as the four walls close me within, my eyes are opened up with pure sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm the first to know, my dearest friends, even if your hope has burned with time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anything that's dead shall be re-grown, and your vicious pain, your warning sign, you will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, yo - here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any type of love - it will be shown, like every single tree reach for the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're gonna fall, I'll let you know, that I will pick you up like you for I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought this thing, I can't replace. When everyone was working for this goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where all the children left without a trace, only to come back, as pure as gold, To recite this all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, yo - here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight, hey, yo, here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight, hey, yo, here I am, and here we go, life's waiting to begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, yo - here I am (do this with me), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and here we go, life's waiting to begin (do this with me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, yo - here I am (do this with me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And here we go, life's waiting to begin, life's waiting to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114864347060150170?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114864347060150170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114864347060150170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114864347060150170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114864347060150170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am'/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114861172829592506</id><published>2006-05-26T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:55:42.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;26-05-06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 10.33 Am here and i'm doing absolutely nothing. I just found out that my ankle is swollen on BOTH sides of my foot( just one foot), so i couldn't go to school today, let alone walk properly. Heck, i'm not even supposed to be using the computer right now.(cause i said i got the sprain from inter-class, they found out it wasnt.) I'm going to be even more dead when they find out my results on 1st june, and yes, i havent told them my horrible results. That's bye bye to my future xbox360... haizz. i dont know when they'll understand me fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, Jia Yin. I most likely wont be alive for the BBQ tomorrow, so naturally i won't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a soccer note: my goal tally stands at 51 for the last three months. GOALLL!!haha( Only ONE of them a tap-in, the rest from long shots or tight anglers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Box Car Racer addict, you should check them out sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elevator-Box Car Racer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The building turned its back ignored my call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The concrete looks too thin to break my fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sunset stretched across this nighttime scene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I counted people as I neared the street below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw it all, I saw it all go down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The shadow grew as he approached the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sunset stretched across this nighttime scene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I turned away as he came near the street below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa-oa-oaBelow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa-oa-oaBelow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's forget this all move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's forget this all move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dedicated to those who who died on sept-11, just those who opted for suicide rather than being burnt alive or killed in the burning buildings.)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114861172829592506?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114861172829592506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114861172829592506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114861172829592506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114861172829592506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/26-05-06-its-10.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114856364446054572</id><published>2006-05-25T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:27:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just found out that our school band is just playing mission;impossible-2 as our piece for the "razzmatazz" concert. just that song. I'm the Bongo-er. sick. I am SOO lucky i never asked anyone to go to that idiosyncratic concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part 2 exceprt from "We Believe"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all the same, human in all our ways and all our pain(So let it be)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a love that could fall down like rain(Let us see)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let forgiveness wash away the pain(What we need)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And no one really knows what they are searching for(We believe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This world is crying for so much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114856364446054572?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114856364446054572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114856364446054572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114856364446054572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114856364446054572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-found-out-that-our-school-band.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114856231786668481</id><published>2006-05-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:10:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post number two. haha. i'm lazy to update lah. anyw today i only had I&amp;amp;E workshop which was, as expected, boring. And !Band!. But that was right after i almost broke my ankle due to a full 90 degree twist of it. seriously. Thank God its only a sprain. So here i am writing my post with a bit of pain in my bloody ankle. how am I going to play for caleb's 2nd leg testimonial match. Anyway, back to band. Our conductor, for the second time, has dropped me from a performance,not actually just demoted me from drummer to bonga-er. lame sia. he opted to call on his beloved senior. Not mentioning anybody. But im okay with it. You have kinda work your way to the top you know. And i had sectionals, like 1 metre away from -- ----. haha. lame.i wonder when i will get the courage to ask her out, finally. Nah, i'lll just wait for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/dream1a"&gt;www.freewebs.com/dream1a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/joey_mackx"&gt;www.freewebs.com/joey_mackx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And elias is like so crazy over shi min. ( i give him 17 days more.) "Go Elias!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:u@n*!$"&gt;u@n*!$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What we achieve in life echoes in eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from "We Believe"- Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a woman crying out tonight, h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;er world has changed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She asks God why, h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;er only son has died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now her daughter cries, s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he can't sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Downtown,Another day for all the suits and ties&lt;br /&gt;Another war to fight, there's no regard for life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do they sleep at night, how can we make things right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wanna make this right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114856231786668481?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114856231786668481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114856231786668481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114856231786668481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114856231786668481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-number-two.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20618148.post-114742455193830947</id><published>2006-05-12T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T18:36:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. This is my first post so it'll suck. Bear with it. I'd like to start with this. You wake up to find that your friends, your BEST ones have changed, your world is turned around. Think you know all about this? Welcome to My nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You help them, teach them. And what do they do? They prejudice you and tell you what to do. &lt;strong&gt;NEWSFLASH&lt;/strong&gt;: That's gratefulness for you. "Just great".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, he helps you, teaches you, listens to you, and he's everythihng you want him to be as a friend. Then this girl comes along. he drools, just doing whatever she wants to do. Yet the girl isnt at fault, neither is he. Now he has a 'great' friend, he listens to him, and stands up for him with conviction when you comment about him, now he doesnt even stand up for you or object when other people degrade you or make fun of you, while you do everything you can to prove people wrong of what they think of him. Is that fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life. But I won't complain. I'll just see what happens. Its not thier fault anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch The World - Boxcar Racer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watched the smoke, as it grew darker and blew up through the roof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watched the FED, saw them panic as the fire grew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw Virgina get rid of Langley, and it's secrets too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I held your hand and sat there knowing that we'd make it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this man dispose of hunger, and soap operas too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this field that grew perfection, full of things you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this box,get rid of heartache and cure cancer too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I awoke, I sat there hoping this is what we'll do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we can, we will leave this letter and a song for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll write once a day, and put it through the sea to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll regret all those things we thought of, but didn't ever do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we can, we will leave this letter and a song for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll write once a day,and put it through the sea to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll regret all those things we thought of, but didnt ever do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the sky seems to clear, who will be left but a few&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20618148-114742455193830947?l=meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/feeds/114742455193830947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20618148&amp;postID=114742455193830947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114742455193830947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20618148/posts/default/114742455193830947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meandmyhopelessness.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>SoccerFreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01957170446448855643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
