<?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-8882794378622779035</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:29:06.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-8070770227690536835</id><published>2011-11-14T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:21:56.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi everybody! This is Alvin. It feels like forever since I've last blogged. And the last time I posted something decent in my blog was... &lt;b style="text-align: left;"&gt;July 23rd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left;"&gt; Wtf. July 23rd. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was more than 3 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hy did I abandon my blog for such a long time? Oh ok, I know why. Because I'm an idiot. HAHA JK, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alvin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; is the idiot, not me. But all of that wouldn't matter anymore because I (Alvin) have finally decided to update my blog with a new post. An awesome one, because I'm just that awesome. Actually, I think there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; a legitimate reason as to why I hadn't updated for so long. SPM i&lt;/span&gt;s going on at the moment and worst still, today, they just gave us the most fucked up BM paper on Earth. I say it's pretty fucked because it's contaminated by words like "CEPUMAS". I'll pay you a hundred bucks if you knew the meaning of that word without the help of Google, Twitter, Facebook, or your friends. That is &lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;, Alvin See, will pay you. So remember to come and find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Alvin See&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;, for a hundred bucks if you can do that, so that I, Alvin See, can pay you the money you deserve for being such an unnecessary smartypants. Anyway, tomorrow's paper is English. I'm probably nervous about all those essay and shit. Thus, I will now continue my post with a list of bombastic words, such as, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt; bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, but before I go, here are some of &lt;b&gt;the most adorable baby pictures of me (ME ME ME)&lt;/b&gt; to appease myself of my guilt for not updating for such a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dociQNccTDc/TsEj9tsMpwI/AAAAAAAAABc/SoArQDGFoC8/s1600/14537_1321647640015_1195534379_31003441_5898618_n-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dociQNccTDc/TsEj9tsMpwI/AAAAAAAAABc/SoArQDGFoC8/s1600/14537_1321647640015_1195534379_31003441_5898618_n-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HA! HOW CAN YOU HATE ME NOW?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-8070770227690536835?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/8070770227690536835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/8070770227690536835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/8070770227690536835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-you.html' title='I can be you.'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dociQNccTDc/TsEj9tsMpwI/AAAAAAAAABc/SoArQDGFoC8/s72-c/14537_1321647640015_1195534379_31003441_5898618_n-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-4345659511992616245</id><published>2011-07-23T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T06:26:43.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so predictable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfaJCdVnm_A/TirL5Uk7EMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/F3kOeVG13ww/s1600/hello-hello-telephone-phone-smiley-emoticon-000317-large.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfaJCdVnm_A/TirL5Uk7EMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/F3kOeVG13ww/s320/hello-hello-telephone-phone-smiley-emoticon-000317-large.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632538469616783554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear you,&lt;div&gt;     Nothing to threaten me with? MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-4345659511992616245?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/4345659511992616245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/youre-so-predictable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4345659511992616245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4345659511992616245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/youre-so-predictable.html' title='You&apos;re so predictable.'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfaJCdVnm_A/TirL5Uk7EMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/F3kOeVG13ww/s72-c/hello-hello-telephone-phone-smiley-emoticon-000317-large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-4880806920467163526</id><published>2011-07-23T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T05:53:44.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQBMrfxiOxg/TirEHxMfukI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nfSPQOoKYvE/s1600/tumblr_lnwjioDJEn1qb8jq4o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQBMrfxiOxg/TirEHxMfukI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nfSPQOoKYvE/s320/tumblr_lnwjioDJEn1qb8jq4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632529921724103234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear you, to get back your blog you gotta buy me Iphone first kay? :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEEL SO SO GOOD TO BE SPAMMING YOUR BLOG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-4880806920467163526?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/4880806920467163526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-you-to-get-back-your-blog-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4880806920467163526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4880806920467163526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-you-to-get-back-your-blog-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQBMrfxiOxg/TirEHxMfukI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nfSPQOoKYvE/s72-c/tumblr_lnwjioDJEn1qb8jq4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-1768689894308220146</id><published>2011-07-22T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:20:30.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>Heeeyy YOU!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure now you can't log in to your blogger right? Hahahahahhaah :D :D. So not gonna give you your new password till you treat me way way better which is stop calling me &lt;i&gt;ah boy instead of ah girl and stop calling me ah neh :P. &lt;/i&gt;Oh, you can consider this as revenge since you change my phone lock code and pin code before :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-1768689894308220146?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/1768689894308220146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/1768689894308220146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/1768689894308220146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</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-8882794378622779035.post-5048015105375390975</id><published>2011-07-20T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T05:42:05.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts to know.</title><content type='html'>You don't need to ask me anymore. You don't even need to tell me. Your body language has already told me what he means to you. So please, stop asking me what's wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-5048015105375390975?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/5048015105375390975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-hurts-to-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/5048015105375390975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/5048015105375390975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-hurts-to-know.html' title='It hurts to know.'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</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-8882794378622779035.post-3074279062106552854</id><published>2011-06-16T04:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T04:06:15.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear you,&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        What I feel for you might just be temporary, but that doesn't mean it's not real. Sometimes, I really do think of a future with you. I know I'm young and you're probably just a phase but it still feels true. As I can remember, it's been two years already. Maybe two years from now I'll forget about you? I probably will. Or maybe I won't. Maybe two years, twenty years from now I'll still be madly in love with that girl I once went to school with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        For now, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-3074279062106552854?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/3074279062106552854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-you-what-i-feel-for-you-might-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/3074279062106552854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/3074279062106552854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-you-what-i-feel-for-you-might-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</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-8882794378622779035.post-4603264081981948208</id><published>2010-09-27T05:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T05:44:58.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy or Cash?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial Unicode MS'&gt;Candy or Cash? Seems like pretty simple question, or is it?Yeap, that's right. Everyone chooses cash. It seems that cash brings around more joy than a simple slab of sweetened solid. And with joy, inevitably comes pain as well.Ask a child, Candy or Cash? We all know his answer will be candy. But why? Because a child is so innocent and he understands what true happiness is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bradley Hand ITC'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:14pt'&gt;Anywayyyyy, school is fucking boring wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:8pt'&gt;EXCEPT FOR THE CHICKS LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:14pt'&gt;.But seriously though, it's better to study at home la.Can't we all have like tuitions for every subject and not have school instead.Fucking stupid. Let's all run away to Indonesia and support the anti-Malaysia thingy then when they find out we're actually Malaysian, FUUUUHHHHHH CONFIRM DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Kristen ITC'&gt;BTW fucking hate my school's canteen lady. Racist bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Britannic Bold'&gt;Signing off, your mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-4603264081981948208?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/4603264081981948208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/09/candy-or-cash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4603264081981948208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/4603264081981948208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/09/candy-or-cash.html' title='Candy or Cash?'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</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-8882794378622779035.post-3546074148813123088</id><published>2010-09-13T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T06:22:25.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't we all be fishes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/TI4li278KzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8F6l7Dab6EU/s1600/IMAG0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/TI4li278KzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8F6l7Dab6EU/s320/IMAG0125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516387874368138034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You spend the first few years in your life thinking you'll get a break after school is over.No you don't.It just goes on and gets harder.This is a time to study and if you don't get enough education you're gonna end up living in a shithole with a assfaced boss and crappy salary.But think about it, after you leave school, you go to college or maybe start working.And it just gets worse from there.So to the parents, let us do whatever the hell we want now cause in a few years we'll be just like you guys.When friends don't seem so important anymore and hanging out just isn't as fun as it used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So to all you teenagers who think your life is a shit load of crap think about what your parents have to go through.Bills,the car,the house,food,things they buy just to make you happy.It isn;t that fun for them as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;But between all that pain and misery there's happiness,just the little things that make life a little better, a little more worth living.Think about that first crush you had and how you'd fantasize about having a family and spending your whole life with her, or the time you ended your UPSR and thought you were super big already.And when you get older you'll get little bundles of joy we call babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Be grateful, smile and never say never.Peace the fuck out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Note to self : I sound so mature.&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/8882794378622779035-3546074148813123088?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/3546074148813123088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-we-all-be-fishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/3546074148813123088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/3546074148813123088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-we-all-be-fishes.html' title='Can&apos;t we all be fishes?'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/TI4li278KzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8F6l7Dab6EU/s72-c/IMAG0125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-2294248740219383958</id><published>2010-08-28T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T03:06:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/THjfe6AOhWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w9PI-Ax0TX0/s1600/IMAG0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/THjfe6AOhWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w9PI-Ax0TX0/s320/IMAG0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510399866147079522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Racism is really pissing me the fuck off.The thing is,we can all joke around laughing at people's race and all but we &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CANNOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ask them to get the hell out of the country.Back to the joking part, when in high school and like when the malays are puasa-ing we can mock them and stuff,people might say we're trying to sever ties but think about it la.When we make the jokes we usually laugh along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INCLUDING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; the malays and all.That's way better than shutting the hell up and not talking at all right?But when you go in public in front of students and say Chinese are dogs?Indians are dogs?well fuck you and start thinking,which race is the one most resembling dogs?having to be fed by their owner without working.And who's the people working their butts off making money and overall making the country richer?Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;We should question everything.The government says it's isolated and a misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISUNDERSTANDING?SHE SAID IT OUT LOUD WITH A FUCKING MICROPHONE DURING THE FUCKING ASSEMBLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;.So if let's say, I STRESS THE WORDS LET'S SAY, a Chinese or Indian, let's say me,start going on stage during school assemblies and start yelling Malays are assholes and they aren't worth a shit,would that be a fucking &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;misunderstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why isn't the government doing anything on this matter?Where's the ISA?What's the PM doing?Maybe he doesn't read the papers?Or go online?Or watch the news?Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;1Malaysia?Oh wait, I get it.It means only 1 race in Malaysia.Hey that's enlightening.I wonder how Singapore would deal with something like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;There's hope in Malaysians, there really is.Not every Malay is on that no-good-racist-lil-beyotch's side.Some have sense and know that we as Malaysians should come together and get her the hell out of the country.We might come from other countries,but we chose to settle down because we fell in love with this place.To the sensible people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROCK ON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; and to the people who are still standing on Mrs.Racist's side.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are the people who should get out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; are the people who are fucking up the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; are the people who don't see the meaning in things and the people who are blind to the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;So start thinking and stop racing.Wrong word but WTH this isn't a dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8882794378622779035-2294248740219383958?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/2294248740219383958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/08/racism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/2294248740219383958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/2294248740219383958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/08/racism.html' title='Racism'/><author><name>Alvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01748342865547428647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CdgaDQDN-WI/THjfe6AOhWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w9PI-Ax0TX0/s72-c/IMAG0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882794378622779035.post-2115798568896538631</id><published>2010-06-15T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:44:15.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for Someone dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:Iy8m7Nrrsk9sZM" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are great, special in your own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Though people around you may not like you much, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You still are yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought of telling you what others feeel about you,&lt;br /&gt;but wouldnt you yourself know already ?&lt;br /&gt;So why bother hurting you again ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I respect you in your way.&lt;br /&gt;and i like you in your way. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cant believe I'm actually helping you to blog when i dont even bother to update my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;Only you know who i am who is blogging, Not your readers.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it will remain so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I can be your friend. *if you dont want, then too bad lah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmmm, I'm currently in love I thk.&lt;br /&gt;I had found a guy who is better than the other one.&lt;br /&gt;but, things are still messed up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope things will go on well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life goes on doesnt it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just smile, open your eyes, love, and go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;May god bless you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of what you are.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may rain somewhere in your heart as times,&lt;br /&gt;though you may not know what to do at times,&lt;br /&gt;Just rmb, i'm always here, for you.&lt;br /&gt;I may be far, but always close at heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;Live your life well and smile always crazy kid ! :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Someone trustable who loves you the way you are, always ! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/8882794378622779035-2115798568896538631?l=six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/feeds/2115798568896538631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://six-strings-a-song.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-for-someone-dumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8882794378622779035/posts/default/2115798568896538631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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2 days my brains wil stil be intact unlike urs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK back 2 de main topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW!!!!I wonder wat form 4 life will be like.I cant believe it!!Form 1 we were laughin lik mad n nw we're f4?!?!Wif 7 A's i can enter any class i want n i hope i dun get into a class full of nerds.DAT WOULD SUCK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who "like" their own status updates on fb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who act as if dey would die 4 their societies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PILLOW FIGHTS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great now im pissed off thinkin of all those crappy things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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was...but the second day,a mere blip in de passage of time,nothing but just a normal continuum of time and space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new year a new beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all who believe this quote is true , i must tel u not 2 be naive.Nothing wil change besides the simple and meaningless change of a calendar.If your heart is broken,it stays broken.A new year changes nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not be pessimistic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well after all dat emo crap, i do have to admit it is a chance for us 2 start anew."2010 was de year he/she changed so much!!!!" could be wat ur friends might be saying when de time comes for another change of calendar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, the new year does bring some joy in all of us that only such a day could draw 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