<?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-25027020</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:01:10.344-07:00</updated><category term='Sats'/><title type='text'>The Things We'll Never Know</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-5826207501490578247</id><published>2008-08-01T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:14:38.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROAD TRIPP!!!!(sorta...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On wednesday wake up quite early..haha...fahmi woke me up since it was his off day from work and my boring day and we decided to go over the causeway. so we make our way over the causeway,at the checkpoint i was having some trouble. You see, they upgraded the place and our singapore passport need not be stamp animore instead they have dis new biometric thingy whr u scan ur own passport and proceed to the next barricade to confirm your identity with your thumb print..and ya..since the last known date which i go over the causeway was a week ago on a bike i didnt noe how to use it..lol..you have to flip ur passport the the back page and slot it in..well i kinda put mi whole passport in..hahaha...fahmi say "turn to the last page and slot it in". i did well kinda the wrong thing..you see u have to turn to the last page where thr is ur pic and slot it in wit the pic facing down so they can scan it..well i face it up,hahha...a women beside me help mi..lol..so we clear the checkpoint and went to jb..we walk around at city square,had lunch there and buy ciggy..(wats the point of goin over the causeway w/o getting a malaysian ciggy??ITS DAMN CHEAP!!!)we reali dun have a plan and we reali duno wat to do..so we walk to kota raya and walk around the shopping mall...IT WAS BORING!!!!the whole 5th storey of the shop was nthg but shop sellin traditional clothing..hahaha..well i suggest we went to angsana, i nvr been thr and i duno it was  far.we took a cab frm jb to angasana..den we walk around...again it was a big shopping cntr with relatively nthg...hahaha...seriously..den fahmi gt a bright plan.."we go KL uh mon!" hmmmmm....i tot to miself since it was mi boring day so yeah we head down to larkin and take the first bus dats gonna depart..we took dis bus call MAYANG SARI..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-5826207501490578247?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/5826207501490578247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=5826207501490578247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5826207501490578247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5826207501490578247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/08/road-trippsorta.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-5727142377691308183</id><published>2008-05-13T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:23:30.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AndSoHereIAmWaiting...LIKESERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok....I've waited a long time...it seems im nt getting ani calls frm you...OH COME ON!! put mi out of this misery &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE!!PLEASE!! &lt;/span&gt;call mi up soon....all mi frens have been call up and got thier letter why haven i? im nt turning ani younger by the day damn it!!im 21 and older and if i have to go into the army ani older i b rotting inside when all mi youth is gone....SO PLEASE GOD!! let mi have dis last dignity of youth in mi spent inside NS!!  i even go to the extent of calling them up saying i wanna opt for early enlistment..they say "well i put ur request through and juz leave ur phone no and they will call you..." BUMMMER!! serious BUMMER!! its been 2 weeks since i done dat and nothing...pfft...i dunn wanna be lik those idiot dat waited nearly a year to go in...sheezz...i mean a year of waiting?!i mean ya.. maybe its good cos u got to do alot of stuff lik saving up money,maybe by a bike or someting else (i swear i done the pros and con of enlistment) but nothing seems more rewarding then freedom! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREEDOM!! &lt;/span&gt;come on people!!wake up...DO YOUR GODDAMN JOB and call this youth to the army (Im not pointing at anione else other then me!)....PHEW...i let it out....ok cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite i've been doing barista at work(well not on sat and sun or ani ph for dat matter cos i noe im gonna get SLAM!)it seems alrite.. been one when i work at cavana during mi sec school days..so its ok but oni one damn thing is driving mi nuts! The whip cream dispenser...not the disposable one..the one dat have catridges inside..dat one..i kinda hate dat thing..cos everytime i try to use it and when i press it right...the whole whip cream juz explode all around..its like..its like..mind mi for this but its like and ejaculatin dats out of control!!!SERIOUSLY...im not kiddin...and everytime i dispense the cream nearly one-quarter of mi working area is cover in cream...GOSH!!...even when i squeeze it slowly..it still got out of control...sheeez...but hey...i guess its fun..n mi first day i've done lik 6 banana split..for a newbie to get 6 banana split..dats incredible..lol...well...im off to work now..bye...till nxt post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-5727142377691308183?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/5727142377691308183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=5727142377691308183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5727142377691308183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5727142377691308183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/05/andsohereiamwaiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-4365856336617230668</id><published>2008-05-07T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:47:31.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Graduation...Finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So today when over to dover ite for mi graduation, like finally..hahah..when over there with a few friends of mine..well we were usher in this auditorium and theres like freaking lots of ppl la! a whole lot frm the whole of west collage ( which consist of 4 schools in whole).Ouh did i forgot we from the culinary side have to wear our Chef jacket for our ceremony..Spent some cash on formal wear for nothing..Major Bummer! so the event start with a speech( as usual) by this director of F and B of Singapore ( sori dude cant remember ur name). and then with a performance by ITE art society..somesort of a musical..the first song was seriously dope..but somehow it was ok..The second song they performed..now...it was a serious nightmare! Its like watching high school musical live on stage with a couple of singer who didnt make it for the audition..ok , maybe i am exaggerating but the song was quite upbeat though.. i swear if it wasnt by personal refrain of miself and from mi fren, i tink i would have jump onto the stage and dance and sing along with em like a crazed lunatic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw sani dude..his in for a progression award cos of his achievement as a 4.0 pointer..(pfft..ok dude i admit...clever ppl unlike 3.1 pointer like me...hahah...) and so i when up to the stage to get mi certificate or so i tot..i was so happy like finally i get mi cert and came sani.." dude wats inside the folder?" so i open it up...and guess wat? Bloody hell there wasnt ani certificate inside la...Stupid dumbfcks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wats inside is a slip of paper stating dis "Dear graduate, Congratulation on successful completion of ur course study in ITE! Please collect your certificate after this ceremony at the registration counter" =_=.. This piece of paper can go for a bloody interview and get a bloody job la...stupid...aha..If you guys are lazy enough as to put in our certification inside this folder then dun bloodyhell have a ceremony at all...i dunno abt other school though but i guess doin this means either the Organizing comittee is seriously messed up or the schools messed up...oh well...sori for mi outburst( if anibody is reading this btw) but its juz that..cos i think we work hard for 2 years and seriously we at least need to feel our certification at that moment nt by a piece of paper in which staing we have to queue up after the ceremony in order to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sat down and sani took his award,like seriously when he walk over the stage i swear i wanna shout "WOHOOO 4 POINTER!!" but somehow..it never came out..ball-less as usual...i guess...so me and sani dude tot wanna run away frm the whole ceremony, so we make a move for the exit only to be held up by a lecturer stating we cannot leave, so i created an excuse and told her im gonna change cos being in dis isnt actually exciting..i went to change and tot sani escape, too while changing, he text mi up saying he cant go out..BUMMER! so i went back after i changed and saw him..we were too bored so we sit at the entrance of the exit..as usual we tok crap that make some of the SC(school councilor) laugh..and abit of camwhore..haha...we sat and the moment we heard the last speaker saying "thank you" we rushed to the exit, being a typical singaporean,(erhemmm which i am.. )i dun wannna queue up to take my bloody cert so i was first..haha..took it and head down to the caterer..hahah...and we went home..Sani Dude let me hear this song by the plain white t's kinda emo...but i was in the mood..so ya..dis it...till the nxt post..See ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/r-1sWWQqr7"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/4365856336617230668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-5324398970425512343</id><published>2008-04-29T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:02:19.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What If?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrite so theres a reason to dis blog title...in life we always face situation in which we always tink in the what if?ahaha...well what if is a big what if...hahaha...we dunno a shit if we dun do or put in action in watever things we planned to do..haha..so no used in thinking about it..and theres a song to it..its kinda like my theme song in life..to fight harder and stronger?yeah sort of lik dat...hahah...well enjoy the song..hmmm been working in dome after my attachment stint..still i haven given back the uniform...hurhur..have to go back in one of dis daes..hahaha..life in dome bishan is ok la...aint dat bad...theres slam but nthg dat i cant handle and the slam still slow la...nt the kind im looking forward to unlike mi last job at epicurious at robertson quay...imagine a 40 seater cafe, located right smack in the middle of condos that is swarming with expats..on a normal weekday nights its still alrite but on weekend breakfast till dinner..we have like 3 turnover for breakfast and they used up 1000 eggs..and 6 turnover for lunch and dinners..now thats a slam...it so busy that i didnt have time to smoke a ciggy worse still its so busy i dun even have times to scratch my balls...hahaha...but its alrite..i miss that place..domes ok...aint much of a biggy..hahah...well till the next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GhE3ElcClD"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GhE3ElcClD" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-5324398970425512343?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/5324398970425512343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=5324398970425512343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5324398970425512343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/5324398970425512343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-6608647562948095326</id><published>2008-04-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:57:24.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFMVmGOpeI/AAAAAAAAABc/dBIKDs2VNnA/s1600-h/12042008107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFMVmGOpeI/AAAAAAAAABc/dBIKDs2VNnA/s320/12042008107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193015779222529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFL_WGOpdI/AAAAAAAAABU/p-1uKhjU6DA/s1600-h/12042008103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFLlGGOpbI/AAAAAAAAABE/mY3UaChFJlQ/s320/12042008098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193014945998874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFLT2GOpaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zpVPlNlmg24/s1600-h/12042008096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFLT2GOpaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/zpVPlNlmg24/s320/12042008096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193014649646130594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wake up in the morning by the call of nana bro asking me to come over and help him become his model for his catalogue.He is selling all of this hoodies and shirt and i think its kinda cool!got pics of it below and anione of ya wanna buy it pm me for it ya?after the photo shoot when over to youth park to help them out at the flea market while on the way there it started to pour like mad!! me and his bro was drenched while we pick our spot,luckily we got the spot right at the entrance to youth park.When it stop to rain, we push all of out stuff over and set up our stall..It was fun setting up the stall..hahaha...we manage to sell 5 hoodies and a few of stussy T's after that around 7, we pack up our stuff and when back home. Her mum treat us to dinner after we reach home!hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19 April 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When out with 2 of my best Buds!hahaha..actually didnt wana go out cos not in the mood and i was suffering from the withdrawal symptom but in the end Ira one of mi best bud persuaded me and yes i went out with them. we met at far east and make our way to taka cos i gt te craving for auntie anne's pretzel! but in the end i didnt bought it..haah...when to the market place on basement 2 and i bought a jumbo hot dog..hahah..its damn huge la! den we went out and we saw this guyholding this sign up saying "free hug".we walk past him and mi other bestie Kei give him a hug..hahahah...so we walk our way to plaza sing in the hope of me finding mi geeky spec cos dats wat ira sae,"at daiso got"...hahah...went there and there wasnt ani...DOPE!!hahah...so we didnt noe where to go and slack at Plaza Sing for awhile and we walk to suntec..haha...it was cool la...at suntec, ira started to become emo..lol..cos a few weeks den i told them not to contact me for the time being cos im not miself at that moment and wanted to recuperate so as to get miself back again.She started to be emo and told me not to leave her animore..=/.. hahaha...ya i convince her i wont and somehow after that i fell asleep!hahaha...the next thing i noe she was waking me up...so we went to marina and had our dinner at Long John Silver and slack outside at te grass patch and i started to cam whore...hahaha...well wen went back home soon after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFSw2GOpfI/AAAAAAAAABk/ugWipbHGmjE/s1600-h/bestfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 207px;" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/6608647562948095326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=6608647562948095326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/6608647562948095326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/6608647562948095326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/04/12-april-2008-wake-up-in-morning-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/SBFMVmGOpeI/AAAAAAAAABc/dBIKDs2VNnA/s72-c/12042008107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-2233296698121646032</id><published>2008-04-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:09:39.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a tiring day...hectic to say...4 people on mc and one of my senior on my station is on mc too...WTH!!hahaha....i have alot of stuff to do...luckily another senior came at 1 and lynn frm sunrise culinary skol..help me out..after work mi old khy and his gf sharifah pick mi up fmr changi airport...awww so swit of them...ya rit..hahaha...when to bugis wit them and return some of his gf book..den we ate this chewy puff...delicious...awesomely delicious!hahaha...when home...on the train home...tot of some stuff...but i skip it aniwae..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-2233296698121646032?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/2233296698121646032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=2233296698121646032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/2233296698121646032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/2233296698121646032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-tiring-day.html' 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could use to change someting and to help someone. i wish i could..i wish i could change back time and mit someone earlier den im suppose to. like the guy in heroes Hiro Nakamura. i wish i have his power.i reali do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Perfect Word Never Cross My Mind Cause There Was Nothing In There But You"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-4450883930280916699?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/4450883930280916699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=4450883930280916699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-2776164870798155543</id><published>2008-03-29T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T10:40:29.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a hell of a great day!!Although i was pissed wit someting but its subsides. when out wit the usual suspect, Kei,Amin,Dan,rafael. As usual we went for lanning at prinsep..haha..its been a bloody long time since i met dis chaps.after the session we went to far east and bought some food, i bought mee sua,kinda sad though they ran out of oyster dis few months,den kei bought cheesy curry chicken frm chippys, dan went to buy long john and amin and rufael went to the secret shop beside the brige at far east to get a 2 bucks nan,i like dat nan, its damn nice an cheap and fulfillin..hahaha...den we slack at Far East rooftop and crap like no one business..we were headin to walk in town somewhere den amin have to go...this is wat im pissed abt la, everytime we went out he always have to go somewhere i mean i noe usually its the family la but come on mate! its not always i get to spent time wit u man...so we were dragging our feet and moaning hw he have to go..den he drag us along wit him to the family bowling...i mean i love bowlin but to bowl wit someone else family..dats like...i dunno i juz noe its not nice la..somemore we're financially unprepared..so we bowl,after draggin our feet there den we get to noe wit all of amin family, v fun group...hahah...den one of amin cousins  which is very pretty, i mean i noe she pretty wit juz once glance so i try not to look too obvious looking at her den she approach mi and offer mi some chips...and u noe wat i did...i shly say no thnx and blush sia..i was like WTF&gt;!! here i am im tryin to be the qiuet cool guy and i did dat..so i didnt do aniting..we bowl..im out of damn shape a wit bowling...all went to the gutter....lol...well went home at arnd 12 wit amin dad sending mi home..he drives lik super wicked la!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-2776164870798155543?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/2776164870798155543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=2776164870798155543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/2776164870798155543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/2776164870798155543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-hell-of-great-dayalthough-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-7058305623432905672</id><published>2008-03-28T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T07:30:27.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goood Night!!haha...well...didnt go to work todae cos i had fever the night before and i thought it might go away in the bloody morning but the minute i wake up rit,my head felt like its bursting open...so i went to the doc, got mc for a day and stayed home the whole day,spent slping throughout...was realli really a pain to slp so long but wat the heck, oh i got a movie to recommend its called Le grand chef, its a korean movie about the culinary world..pretty interesting...hmmmm....well i gt a week to go before the inevitable and 15 daes to go till the end if mi stint and its FREEDOM!!(que in the freedom song at this point)..lala la...alrite take care...i try and upate mi blog on an everydae basis and fight mi laziness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-7058305623432905672?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/7058305623432905672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=7058305623432905672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/7058305623432905672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/7058305623432905672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2008/03/goood-nighthaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-1649814902197663569</id><published>2007-11-19T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T05:08:37.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sats'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ9W9EhAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybtJgoPWUXc/s1600-h/kICtchen+VIEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ9W9EhAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybtJgoPWUXc/s320/kICtchen+VIEW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134536737405830146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TheViewFromTheLens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ9m9EhBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WpaGSzR0EXo/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ9m9EhBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WpaGSzR0EXo/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134536741700797458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beautifulaintit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ929EhCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/f7nEhy9Pmf8/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ929EhCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/f7nEhy9Pmf8/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134536745995764770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TheNumbersIHaveToDealWith"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ-W9EhDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tYvNzZKIUjQ/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ-W9EhDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tYvNzZKIUjQ/s320/lol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134536754585699378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Stressful Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GCxm9Eg_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/F5rgmHh04pI/s1600-h/candid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GCxm9Eg_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/F5rgmHh04pI/s320/candid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134528838960972786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LifeInFocalPoint"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Lifes in SATS is a ok!Aint much biggy...the number of food to dish seems big but it aint dat tough..anione can handle it just dat..gotta get used to the nagging,the screaming, of cos the hokkien languge dats flying arnd and the sound of the bloddy aeroplane taking off every hr...hhaah but its fun, get to noe alot of ppl thr..intresting and weird..and thrs alot of china girl..pretty and ugly..both..hahaha..well we ITE trainees are quite popular thr wit the auntie till some of them call themself "mama" to us..hhahaa..Ouh and for this 3 weeks,im attach to training kitchen where they held classes for the cabin crew (Airstewardess and Airsteward)..Wohooo!!Heaven man!!allot of them are damn pretty la but they quite old,i asked them "how long u've been working as airstewardess?" u noe wat the average answer?"20"gosh...i wish i was so so old la!!haha..well i gota go now..gonna do mi laundry..ouh ya..11 more dae till the big 20..hahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-1649814902197663569?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/1649814902197663569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=1649814902197663569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/1649814902197663569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/1649814902197663569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6OFbSc6BYww/R0GJ9W9EhAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ybtJgoPWUXc/s72-c/kICtchen+VIEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-1516567573006655496</id><published>2007-10-23T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T07:23:20.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wohoo...Finally attachment..Well guess wat guys im attach to sats...Thrs been alot happening,and honestly my heart strt to flutter again..i tot it mit nvr be animore..i tell u more abt her nxt time..well the main story,attachment...Supposedly suppose to start attachment on the 15th of october but it was delayed..haha..i gt another 2 fren attach at the same place..SATS is a farkin huge place la!!Its the first time i saw a 4 storey high frezzer!!amazing and they are so organize la..everything is mechanize..from the recieving of the supplies to the storing of frezzer item or chilled item..is damn nice la!!hahaha...well starting of in the cold production first..hmmm...again..it seems that everywhere i work i start of in cold kitchen..i guess...its fate...hahaha...who noes i mit be a great gardemanger somedae!hahaha...ouh and fyi gardemanger is the term use for chef who is skilled in cold food..=) aniwae gotta slp soon...waking up at 5am everydae...sheez...haha...So Long And GoodNight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-1516567573006655496?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/1516567573006655496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=1516567573006655496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/1516567573006655496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/1516567573006655496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2007/10/wohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-3991693860964251300</id><published>2007-09-08T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:10:25.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey!!hahah...wats up?!k todae suppose to go to work but kinda lazy so nvr turned up,call in and sae some emergency shit..haha den went out to town wit mi bro and his bunk mate..celebrate thier ORD date..hahah..bunch of asshole!!haha keep rubbing in mi face cos out of the grp im the onli one who is not in the army YET!hahha...but it was fun hearing thier story of ns life and those shit they have to endure and those same shit they give to the new recruit...Wat goes arnd comes arnd eh?hahah...den we when arnd town slacking and shopping, so this hungover i like but cos a bomb..haha den we get a lonsdale decal!v cool!!haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-3991693860964251300?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/3991693860964251300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=3991693860964251300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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oni one which i cant answer suddenly i remembered..aniwae after the test i went home and changed to mit sani up.we went to play lan at our usual spot,e-games at dhoby..after much fun mi and him went to mit his wife wani...a chinese convert...hahaha...pretty awesome eh??i noe them for quite along time though i forgotten how...lol..went to buy tequila as its wani cousin birthday and its a gift..lol...we were walkin at centrepoint, i saw times bookstore and wanted to go,after pleading and begging(yes i begged),they agreed..i was so overjoyed i jump and wanted to do the heel click!you noe the one charlie chaplin did and make it famous!but i forgoten i wore slippers and when i jump mi slippers flew, and landed in this shop which sell ornaments!haha!it landed right on top of the ornament with a loud thud..i saw the look on the shopkeeper face,its not anger it was "damn wat the hell drop from the top" kinda face...Lol..i went to pick mi slipper up and sae sorrie to him..he juz nooded still with dat look on his face,wani and sani laugh thier ass off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying the tequilla, we went home,i study for awhile on the comin exams(which is onli 2 damn misreable paper) and i watch tv..channel surf and wath hell's kitchen, a must watch for the those into cooking type of competition with the head chef,Gordon Ramsay!A well know brit chef who is the bad boy of the whole london kitchen..ahha..den an intresting show came up after dat..a movie on hbo "Kingdom Of Heaven".Well for those who watch it already u noe the show.damn long about 3 hours + but its good...about the battle of christian and islam during the crusade..with of cos the main star of the show,none other den Will Turner of Pirates of the carribean(did i spell carribean rit?aniwae another great show to watch)..Orlando bloom who plays as the blacksmith who defended the walls of jerusalem...amazing and captivating story telling..and the endless siege on the wall of jerusalem,priceless..(although it onli happen towards the end of the movie)Well this show is t watch not of war but to understand dat the crisis in istanbul,the endless fights between christian and islam in dat country still remain although unseen..aniwae till here i gtg sleep now..Nitezs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-8904947057921648423?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/8904947057921648423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=8904947057921648423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/8904947057921648423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/8904947057921648423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2007/09/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-3151826929129949337</id><published>2007-09-04T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:41:35.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrite im back!!!!been away for a damn long time...hahaha...been exploring the world of the culinary art and been workin a few places..learnt lotsa stuff and seen lotsa ting and people..strang people i've met..School is fun as ever although the no of classmate have drop massively with alot of mi peeps drop out...lastime it was 36..Now its onli 23..haha...i noe im posting a damn boring stuff but hey!i'll bet wit u its gonna be exciting once im in dis world of culinary!till den...ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-3151826929129949337?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/3151826929129949337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=3151826929129949337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/3151826929129949337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/3151826929129949337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2007/09/alrite-im-backbeen-away-for-damn-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114770249405575747</id><published>2006-05-15T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:14:54.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It wasnt intentional..ima sori...maybe i didnt realised it.... to had a haircut...hate it...it suks...mi head hurt...argh,,dunno y since dis morning..it realli hurt lik as though someting inside wanting to come out..and when ppl tok it seem lik shouting to mi ear...argh...i hope it gets better tml..maybe i nedd a gd nite rest..been not havin some slp dis dae..studyin for mi test..damn man..it seem harder den it lookss nw...argh...but i thrive..i will...Went back and eat at gelare..had a waffle...woot..thnx bro for treating me..hahaha...=)) went home and change..try to slp but it hurt more and more worst...shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it seems dis song make me sad most of the time..it seems i cant sae word dat i wan too..it seems dat maybe im juz not me..maybe i want to but am afraid,am jealous,am envy,am angry...i dun wan to go...dun wan too...run wit me for all i care..I dun wanna be in dis darkness..light mi up...have heart...mi &lt;3"&lt;br /&gt;-endless tot in mi head-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114770249405575747?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114770249405575747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114770249405575747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114770249405575747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114770249405575747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-wasnt-intentional.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114742937155089193</id><published>2006-05-12T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T03:22:51.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright im so soriie sia didnt post...much to bz in skol nowadays...=/aniwae skol started and i can tell u its tiring and long hours has drain me....but nvrmind the peeps thr are awesome..hahaha...intresting ppll to...thrs a chinese guy dat speak in an indian accent all the time,thrs a guy oso dat lik to skip class but when we point him,he didnt dare to do it....for a class of 36 its quite big sia...and thr are onli 5 malays thr including me..pretty sweet eh?lolcx.we have the best kitchen..its all made out of stainless steel sia!!!hahaha....and a resturant too for other peeps to come in and dine our food....quite cheap actually for a nice cuisine its quite cheap..i hope everyone came in,of cos la i wan invite her...and her fwens...and of cos mi fwenss..loxl...ouh yeah1the uniform!we wear a chef jacket during prac..pretty cool eh??xp i juz love tokin abt it...hahah..but on our normal days,erm..we wear a polo t wit a chekerd pants!Urgh!!old skol...lolx/..and i guess dats all...im kinda tired..need lotsa rest.. this song  cant get out of mi head..its nice hold lotsa meaning..she gave to me...thnx yeah!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run-snowpatrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114742937155089193?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-114649393765170720</id><published>2006-05-01T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T07:33:13.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walk arnd...seeing things at cwp...gettin bored of cwp..hahaha nthg much to do eh!i juz tot to miself la.,..will i change?as a person when i enter skol??i hope nt..no i will not!!wth do i wan change for??be better dat sound ok but beeing bad?ha!ridiculous...aniwae waited for mi bor for nearly an hour and a half!!idiot..lolx..came so late had a meal at mos burger!!haha..awesome sia the ichigo bliss...u tried it sometime its a sttrawbey coated wit cream den its freeze...wa!!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously sia its so nice sia..haha...tinkin of happi tots..and oh ya!!i bought for ya someting give it to u when u have the time ya!haha till here..chiao&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114640698500636052</id><published>2006-04-30T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T07:23:05.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lifes indeed a mystery and they fragile...we dun noe hw much someting meant to us till its gone...Im writing dis in favour of someone...to spread dat life is something we shld treasure and every moment spent shld be counted...Tragedy struck mi family last night...Shes gone...I dunno her dat well but i do noe her...and we seem to had converstaion in some time...Seeing her on the deathbed..heartshatteredemotion..although we are nt close still i feel it..lik a knive in ur heart dat carved it out and bleed wit ur stomach churning..the amount of sadness..indescribeable...I tot i would nvr felt dis way animore after mi gramps death..i tot im stronger to face dis but i was wrong...ibreakdown...lik i did dat dae..Death...a word dat feared every man and women on earth...but still i saw her peacefully laying rest...wat iziit??i dun understand...and as i watch mi grama whos too old to stand and spread the flower on her dead sister,all she could do was to pray dat her lovely sister rest in peace..Sympathy for mi grandma...love her...and as her sons which was a tough person and farnie which i noe in mi whole life...Breakdown but still hold his compose...Death seem to break everyone even the strongest person...a son dat so strong and willful came and kiss her on her forehead with tears...a last kiss dat he may nvr get to give animore...i breakdown as i watch these event..i dun understand y though im nt close..maybe its because of a relative feeling inside...something dat hit swtich on when i heard one of mi living realtive pass on or maybe juz dat im weak...wat izzit..sadness?sympahty or maybe guilt dat u could nvr get to noe dat person better..cos they gone...&lt;br /&gt;Hearing mi uncle tryin to cheer himself up...He ask his mum when she was alive and sick..."so where will it be ur last?The hospital or home?" she answered wit a smile..."mi home...Mi sweet home...."As she brought to the graveyard everysome seems to breakdown even more those dat noe her swit soul and smile...in the ground she lays beside mi gramps...Rest in peace....I wish i could noe u better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114640698500636052?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114640698500636052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114640698500636052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114640698500636052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114640698500636052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2006/04/lifes-indeed-mystery-and-they-fragile.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114612752800184072</id><published>2006-04-27T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:08:09.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nvr blog recently...nvr intend to...nvr wanted to..ashamed...Down...Thinking hard about miself..Thinking hard...Thanks for the encouragement..i sae ting without tinkin in mi desperate time..i guess im kinda lik an idiot...Thought it might help but it turn the other way around...never intended to make u fall..nvr intended to...wanted to tok u out of it...wanted to make u stronger...pick u up...but..i didnt do mi part..But hey i will do better next time cos i noe nw hw to handle if u face someting lik dat...i will keep dat in mind..totally will...and wanna tell u dat "mahalkita" and i realli do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even If it Hurt Urself deep inside Too much To be fwen but if u care for dat someone soo much,u wouldn't mind taking dat hit cos u realli cared"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John "J.D" Dorian--scrubs tv show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114612752800184072?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114612752800184072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114612752800184072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114612752800184072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114612752800184072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2006/04/nvr-blog-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114553252515595063</id><published>2006-04-20T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:28:45.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very tired and sleepy dae..hahaha a dae out of usual...wake up damn early todae at arnd 630,pass geri's bok den i went to jog..Joggin arnd the road at gambas and was abt crossing den gt dis car dat came in to fast and nearly crash miARGH!!Luckily it stop in time..Phew..damn..so i jog arnd till i was tired man..man its been along time since i jog sia and i swear mi heart cant stop beating fast...lolx..den when home and and prep miself to go to the gym..haha had a lot of workout..rasie barbell and stuff den we went to eat at one of the kopitiam...i was tinkin of eating Yong Tau Foo but guess eating rice... i was dismay..I shld have eat the tau foo...+/ i eat rice wit onli 2 dishes and it added up to be 3 buck!!Argh..2 dishes and its onli 3 buck damn!!hahaha..so we when around walkin at lot 1...hmmm...alot of tings but it kinda boring uh so i tot of walkin at bukit panjang dne it get kinda late so i when home...Reached home i ate mi mum dishes and ahd a short nap..+))Ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114553252515595063?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114553252515595063/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-114537471926423833</id><published>2006-04-18T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T08:38:39.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae was a boring day...same ol same ol...wake up and clean up the hse den watch tv and cook mi self a meal...=/hmm kinda gt nthg to do so i slack arnd..play memory frm sugarcult..hahah..on mi own cant wait to jamm soon!!den waited for mi mum to come home bringin out to eat...wah...we went to al-amin and eat...hmmm i luv the milo godzilla...It gt ice-cream sia!!!wohoo!!!yummy...den order some bbq seafood and of cos mi fav.."Kangkong Belacan"whit...nice..hahah.kinda.damn full sia...damn..hmm...went to sani hse and tot of playing cs wit him in his hm den it was kinda late uh we walk to cwp and chill..sani is a damn com genius man!!his hse gt 3 com which he do on his own!hw cool is dat??lolx i wish i gt 3 com to so mi and mi sis woulndt fight over the com!!lolx..Relationship wit mi dad eversince dat ncident..hmm nt worsen uh juz dat we dun tok too much uh...i guess..i shld juz apologise even if its nt mi fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So get back,back,back to where we lasted&lt;br /&gt;juz like i imagine&lt;br /&gt;i could never feel dis way&lt;br /&gt;So get back,back, back to our disaster&lt;br /&gt;My heart Beating faster&lt;br /&gt;Holding On to feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Can I Be Ur Memory?"&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcult--memory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114537471926423833?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114537471926423833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh damn i didnt blog...hahaha...aniwae on sunday wake up damn freakin early and didnt have enuf slp after having the late supper wit mi mum and uncle...hahah...wake up at 7...stupid if gt ebuf person mi fwen didnt call mi to come down and help him as a dishwasher in a wedding..thr goes mi slp..Urgh!haha the weddin was under a block but the decoration..wohoo!!awesome...will learnt hw to do someting lik dat..lolx...den arnd 4 im off to sengkang to take down the decoration in another wedding..rain heavily dis past few daes..=/ went out wit mi fwen on thier bike,went to changi village..on the way thr we saw and accident..gt one of the rider he suddenly fell on the road..Fuck..poor guy man..luckily the traffic isnt dat heavy..he gt some minor scratch on his hand but his ok..at first we tot muz be the rain but smthg was nt right..the road smell lik petroleum and on mi fwen bike i can fell the slippery road...damn...an accident muz happened eariler on..geez..&lt;br /&gt; Den reach at changi we went to buy our food..i always wanted to try the nasi lemak thr cos they sae its the most awesome!!But was in a dismay cos the queue was damn long!damn was tired queing and went to buy a sugarcane juice...haha we chat and tell story of fishin..i dunno why they lik fishin sia..it look lik a borin sport but the tok as though they are on a sport dat require alot of skill!hahaha...went home and saw another accident!At the same spot bt this time round...the motorist isnt dat lucky...ride past the scene and saw the bike head light was crush!The helmet on the side road was break into 2...man...damn..mi fwen rode slowly and i tot he wanted to be careful..nah..wrong..he wanted to see the p plate for the 4 digit..Fucker..damn...haha when home and it was raining!!shit!the rain hit on mi lik thousand of small stone..it was damn hurt!!haha mi fwen sent mi home and im off to slp..damn exhausted...=s till now...i cant blog on todae cos it wsa a boring day..haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114529544209327335?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114529544209327335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114529544209327335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114529544209327335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114529544209327335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-damn-i-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Thirdeye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18132348195587344125</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-25027020.post-114510578639592441</id><published>2006-04-15T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T05:56:26.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck...If u tink im worthless i prove u wrong..damn..Even if i am im still ur child damn it!!I wont rely on u animore..i change miself!i tink of a way to make it....damn..nvrmind...u see it through...u see wat im made off soon..Shit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114510578639592441?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-114503667905735198</id><published>2006-04-14T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T10:44:39.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waoh todae was a rainy day...haha..went to khy hse and jamm a few song..hahah den we had our crappy session...hmmm well we're learning a song to jamm on wit mi band...hahaha..i kinda love the song kryptonite...its cool sia...and only one by yellowcard the acoustic version have alot of feelings to it..after dat off to senkang to do the weddin decor..i have been promoted to a decor..ok maybe nt promoted but its atleast a breather frm doin the normal tings i used to do..woah its damn confusing and complicated..u gt to get the amnt of space rit for everyting to fit into dat space...started at 830 and ended the whole ting at 1130..went home on mi fwen bike..i swear to u..it was thrilling and scary..on the highway he hit the speed up to 120km/h!!damn..i noe to some its nthg but to mi..oh boi..i can feel everything..the wind,the tremble of the bike and the sound of the wind crashin onto the helmet...Den come the most scary part..up to dis corner and he lean his bike extremely!!i swear,dat mi heart stop beating sia!!haha!!well got home safely,he rode off to the tv!!haha..chiao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Could dis be out of line..&lt;br /&gt;to sae ur the only one breakin mi down lik dis&lt;br /&gt;Ur the only one i would take a shot on..&lt;br /&gt;keep mi hanging on so contagiously"  Acceptance-So contagious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114503667905735198?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-114476310223825215</id><published>2006-04-11T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T06:45:02.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOhoo!!finally i get My jack percell...Yeah!went out shopping todae to ease mi trouble mind..get some awesome shirrt at 2001...freakin love dat shop and its awesome tracks it play...hahaha...den head down to esplanade to had mi dinneer,had a barbequed squid..urgh...kind ok la but dun quite lik the taste of the sauce..hahah..hmmm..i wonder wat to do now..it seems i cant wait for skol to start!hmmm they sae dat in ite clementi becareful of the crowds u hang wit,they can influence u to be bad..i hope i wont be ah cos i hate to change the way i am...but i tink thr are at least some beautiful souls thr dat are gd!haha...aniwae i gtg feed the cats..they are cool grwon bigger le...ahaha..being quite a handful to take care off...=/ Hey khy!i will get mi macbeth soon!!haha and the rufio shirt is so awesome its mine man!!all mine!!hahah...aniwae till i update again..hahah cya arnd..i wonder if anione reads dis..hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114476310223825215?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114476310223825215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114476310223825215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114476310223825215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the tekong park 2 rounds and made to the crunches for 40...damn....mi stomach hurts..hahaha...well we had a match between ourselve uh...the defenders(my team!!) and the strikers...guess wat we win them!!hahaha...Cool uh?!haha...we trash them 6-4...hahah they even with thier so call diamond cutter...4 boys who perform a diamond shape and so call can strike a goal..haha with mi tough defense?! U aint comn near!!hahaha.... After dat had a tragic time...mi mum call sae dat mi gramps in hospital...i rush off after the match...went to take the tax...=( it was horrible..wit all the tubes and life support system..gosh!!mi heart juz sank...almost came to tears...but hold back...after almost all of mi family came.i went away..to take a breather...went and have lunch wit amar...its his birthday...hahah!!aniwae dat take alot out of mi uh...i mean it like lighten mi mood abit but still..aniwae...i quit mi job...juz quit it for no reason...dats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there's nothing else to lose&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing else to find&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing in the world&lt;br /&gt;that could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;Im hanging By the moment here with you"-Lifehouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25027020.post-114442848221723330</id><published>2006-04-07T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T09:48:02.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally Fuck...I tink i reached mi boiling point...the point i would xplode..feel lik a shit today..totally..im sori bro..its nt dat i dun wan to shake ur hand and make everyting ok...juz dat u didint do aniting wrong..i dunno hw to sae it to u man...i juz feel so tense...so overwhelmed...juz feel useless and totally worthless...to the point where i wish i could juz dissapear...i noe i may sae dat i wan to give away mi cats but unknowingly to miself i noe dat i dun wanna...cos they meant everyting...i luv them so fakin much...maybe juz too much i guess..i noe dat everyting seems so messed up rit now...and it is i admit it...im juz so sick of containing it inside miself...anger,sadness....nvr lettin it out...i seem untouched and nt angry but the truth is mi emotion are takin over mi..i feel so sad dis few dae...i felt hopeless of everyting...Knowin a prob and u dunno wat to do to it...Seeing urself in the mirror everydae and tinkin wat great tings u can do to someone else...these thing doesnt bother mi last time..i seem undisturbed by it...now..its diff...if theres anione reading dis...is thr anione knowing wat to do...i dun... i felt hopeless,i have no one to turn to...someone who can be thr for mi...i noe mi bro is...but i wld juz wish dat somedae...she...would juz leave me a msg...would juz ask mi hw i felt...juz ask mi if im ok?she would juz come arnd the street and saw me...and pick up where we left...wishing....juz wishing...I wish U were here....&lt;br /&gt;  For now i hope dat tml im ok...and dat the tings i said todae is juz a nonsensical dream of yesterdae..where i was dreamin of the worse possible ting happen...im so sorrie...maybe i shld juz die...nah...mi mum would be devestated by it...i cant do dat even if i wan to...but hell...maybe i get over dis somehow..maybe i be stronger..maybe..wishing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114442848221723330?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com/feeds/114442848221723330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25027020&amp;postID=114442848221723330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25027020/posts/default/114442848221723330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lemon tea..ouh man luv dat lemon tea...den we walk arnd pasar malam and buy a jempedak!!hahaha its call a jackfruit..hahah...While walking mi heart sank...was wishing too see u somewhere but i guess not..damn...aniwae...moving on saw dis old guy perform...tokin abt a monk his master or smthg...den he put a colour dye on a glass saying dat its evil and dat an amulet will help it away..he put the amulet in and...Tadah!~ the water turn white again...hmmm well didnt quite understand it ah actually cos he was tokin in chinese and joseph translate..nt a very good ting to do..hahaha...went home online..tok to char siew...was wishin again..but i guess..it nvr came true...aniwae dats all i guess..haha lookin forward to tml...maybe a brighter dae i hope... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25027020-114434047600527708?l=can-i-get-ur-hand-to-write-on.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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