<?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-5595473806068657791</id><updated>2011-12-06T01:42:48.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Melodies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7633495689797417543</id><published>2011-02-15T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:35:00.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It-Goes-On-And-On.</title><content type='html'>Blog Shifted To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://the-tale-of-an-octopus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7633495689797417543?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7633495689797417543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-goes-on-and-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7633495689797417543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7633495689797417543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-goes-on-and-on.html' title='It-Goes-On-And-On.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4932750323225266522</id><published>2010-09-11T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:59:37.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As It Is.</title><content type='html'>Well, I found that since there's nothing MUCH to do, and I can't really SLEEP. &lt;br /&gt;So I'll take this time to revive my blog for abit... &lt;br /&gt;And after all I guess, this blog's a way of 'TALKING TO MYSELF'. Cause I do that ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;I just love talking to myself I guess... After all, its MYSELF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now its time for a little update on my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE Of Subject 20216231's Current Life.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE1. Subject currently in TERTIARY education. &lt;br /&gt;UPDATE2. Subject misses his SECONDARY education very much.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE3. Subject has a LACK of EXERCISE due to less SOCCER with FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE4. Subject still misses his SECONDARY education FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE5. Subject has ASH BROWN hair. That's really SHORT.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE6. Subject's hair is worth 120$. Sponsored by Subject's SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE7. Subject is closer to BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE8. Subject SINGS to himself almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;UDPDATE9. Subject TALKS to himself everyday.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE10. Subject is learning BLUES guitar.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE11. Subject suddenly LOVES ERIC CLAPTON and BB.KING.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE12. Subject's favorite food is STILL TAKO YAKI.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE13. Subject is a sucker for kind words.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE14. Actually not much has changed about Subject.&lt;br /&gt;He is still;&lt;br /&gt;Vain&lt;br /&gt;Retarded&lt;br /&gt;Funny at Times&lt;br /&gt;Lazy&lt;br /&gt;Addicted&lt;br /&gt;Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Short&lt;br /&gt;Lame&lt;br /&gt;Crappy&lt;br /&gt;Little-boy-ish&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;And Vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/TIpxgnlOCqI/AAAAAAAAASw/YBs6GLuSs08/s1600/Crazyness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/TIpxgnlOCqI/AAAAAAAAASw/YBs6GLuSs08/s400/Crazyness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515345498863438498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Much? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded Much? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Fun Much? Yes Yes Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until the next time I get really bored at night, this blog shall once again go into a deep slumber...&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that my blogskin is the same since Day 1. :o&lt;br /&gt;Some things. Never change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4932750323225266522?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4932750323225266522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-as-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4932750323225266522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4932750323225266522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life As It Is.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/TIpxgnlOCqI/AAAAAAAAASw/YBs6GLuSs08/s72-c/Crazyness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2067815632755796854</id><published>2010-07-18T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:24:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH EM GEES.</title><content type='html'>My Blog Is Dead :D &lt;br /&gt;Until I Get The Time To Revive It.&lt;br /&gt;SOON! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked I Have Came Into This World, And Naked I Shall Leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2067815632755796854?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2067815632755796854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-em-gees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2067815632755796854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2067815632755796854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-em-gees.html' title='OH EM GEES.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4807392514233339371</id><published>2010-07-04T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T03:27:45.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Cry For Me Argentina.</title><content type='html'>" Diego took the job when things were difficult and he took the Argentines as far as he could. Nobody doubts that if he had to give his right hand for Argentina to win the world cup he would willingly do so. However its pretty clear that with quality players like Romero Ustari Otamendi Garay Insua Banega Gago Pastore Di Maria Aguero Messi and Higuain Salvio All around 25-27 for the next world cup and several of them already with world cup experience, there is the need for a proper coach who can get the best out of these players and work on a system starting from tmrw that can bring the best out of everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw in guys like Tevez and Mascherano who will be around for the next world cup aged 30 and its pretty clear that the talent is there, they just need to get somebody to organize it all. Remember Maradona Zidane Cruyff Ronaldo etc didnt have their best world cups till aged 26, Messi will be 26 going on 27 by the time the next world cup in Brazil rolls around and if Argentina want to take advantage of his prime, they'd better organize a world class coach that can work with Messi and get the best out of him very quickly. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Said.&lt;br /&gt;Down, But Not Out.&lt;br /&gt;Argentina For Life.&lt;br /&gt;And Special Commendation For Maradona. &lt;br /&gt;Most Fun Coach To Watch. Ever. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4807392514233339371?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4807392514233339371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-cry-for-me-argentina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4807392514233339371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4807392514233339371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-cry-for-me-argentina.html' title='Dont Cry For Me Argentina.'/><author><name>An 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a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Word Of The Lord, Is Truly Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Its What That Gives Me Strength.&lt;br /&gt;Let It, Give You Strength Too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4944605879929243?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4944605879929243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-theres-something-you-need-to-know.html' title='If There&apos;s Something You Need To Know.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7481650256481650775</id><published>2010-06-13T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:43:43.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What</title><content type='html'>If You Cant Erase The Past, Then Write Your Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Really Sick Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST FEW DAYS/WEEKS OF HOLIDAY WAS CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;I gained like 5 kg, and grew like a one month old baby in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause everyday's schedule is to :&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;PLAY&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;PLAY&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Now I'm so afraid that I can't go back to Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll start comparing HONG KONG Food, to Singapore Food.&lt;br /&gt;And that basically means everything I eat in Singapore SUCKS...&lt;br /&gt;THAT BETTER NOT HAPPEN TO ME!!&lt;br /&gt;So days of staying up late, waking early, and overnight-ing for the world cup matches has made me a Zombie.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm down with fever, sore throat and tired-ness...&lt;br /&gt;AND IM STILL UP USING THE COMPUTER SO LATE.&lt;br /&gt;I Ought To Drag Myself To Bed.&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, that's a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima gonna shit before I retire to my soft comfy hotel bed :D&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Have A &lt;s&gt;Food&lt;/s&gt; Good Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Help You :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7481650256481650775?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7481650256481650775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7481650256481650775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7481650256481650775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-what.html' title='Guess What'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5444824264997803630</id><published>2010-06-01T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:24:36.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Up Pace</title><content type='html'>I guess life's ain't that bad when you take a step back and look carefully.&lt;br /&gt;Life's kinda fine the way it is right now, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;After All... " You Gotta Remember To Stop And Smell The Flowers " right?&lt;br /&gt;Not everything has to be fast paced and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Life's just fine going slow.&lt;br /&gt;And I think life's just starting to pick up pace again, with my upcoming 'Vacations' which will result in me NOT sleeping in my own bed for an entire month...&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA MISS SO MANY PEEPS BACK HERE IN SINGAPORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I sure hope I get missed as well HAHA!! :D&lt;br /&gt;But being overseas for 1 month straight means..&lt;br /&gt;No camps for me :(&lt;br /&gt;No chalets for me :(&lt;br /&gt;No go-out-with-poly-peeps time for me :(&lt;br /&gt;No go-out-with-secondary-school-peeps time for me :(&lt;br /&gt;No Church Movie Event On 5th June for me :( :( :( ( BUT ITS STILL GONNA BE AWESOME :D )&lt;br /&gt;No quality time with my Buddehz for me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER... THERE WILL BE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIEW MAIS FOR ME :)&lt;br /&gt;DIM SUM FOR ME :D&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING FOR ME :) :D&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING WITH COUSINS FOR ME :D :D&lt;br /&gt;CRAZILY CHEAP AND DELICIOUS FOOD FOR ME :) :) :D&lt;br /&gt;RELAXATION FOR ME :) :D :D&lt;br /&gt;And Lotsa Other Stuffs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Had Mixed Feelings In Your Heart?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im Having Rojak Feelings In Mine Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5444824264997803630?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5444824264997803630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/06/picking-up-pace.html#comment-form' title='0 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my life.&lt;br /&gt;New school life, new poly subjects, new events to take part of in church and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Going out with friends, hanging with dudes at Frolick, skipping lectures to eat spicy fries, getting 'raped' by that gay friend of mine (Yes he's called Jia She) and&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just taking time off to play guitar at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still life seems so slow.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'll just stop and let my mind wander off for hours, then realizing that actually barely half an hour has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why I'm so forgetful lately, and sometimes I don't even feel like bothering to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;If I would describe my life now, I would say its like popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;Just popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;That tasteless popcorn you get when you first pop a corn kernel.&lt;br /&gt;Sure its crunchy and hot and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But its pretty much tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;Cause popcorn is nothing without caramel.&lt;br /&gt;Or butter.&lt;br /&gt;Or anything that can give it taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" On the softness of her laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I could almost make my bed&lt;br /&gt;But the racket of her absence joined&lt;br /&gt;The sirens blaring ringing in my head&lt;br /&gt;Holding nothing tight,&lt;br /&gt;Holding nothing tight&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes so wide "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copeland &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Think I Just Realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3074349290906497099</id><published>2010-04-26T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:12:14.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.motions.</title><content type='html'>' The Problem Is That We're Too Emotional. And We Cant Control It. But If We Can Control It.. Then.. '&lt;br /&gt;Then nothing would be a problem right?&lt;br /&gt;Being emotional is not really something that anyone can choose.&lt;br /&gt;It just comes along with you.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a 3in1 coffee mix, and being emotional is just... Part of you.&lt;br /&gt;But be too emotional, and its just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It affects everything you do, in ways good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, bad.&lt;br /&gt;Letting your emotions control your mind, control your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Letting emotions control who you become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never let my emotions control me again.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a part of me nonetheless, but it will never control me again.&lt;br /&gt;He has shown me much, and I will continue to walk, and to seek.&lt;br /&gt;Because sometimes, there's just no one else but Him.&lt;br /&gt;And at moments like that, He is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words Are Merely Words.&lt;br /&gt;So How Do You Make Words, More Than Words?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3074349290906497099?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3074349290906497099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3074349290906497099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3074349290906497099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/emotions.html' title='E.motions.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5659610509645576395</id><published>2010-04-14T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:14:41.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100TH!</title><content type='html'>Wow. Finally. My 100th post after so long.&lt;br /&gt;Not been blogging for a veh long time cause lazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;But shall attempt to post some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8Sj8sL4ccI/AAAAAAAAASI/XmyBn-jq19k/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8Sj8sL4ccI/AAAAAAAAASI/XmyBn-jq19k/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459668911328358850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Of The Gifts From SERVE Peeps. LOVE YA ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8Skxnand9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/7D26c-OwyQw/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8Skxnand9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/7D26c-OwyQw/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459669820581050322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve 2010. That Way &lt;----- &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8SlB33fpzI/AAAAAAAAASY/i4buWgUba20/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8SlB33fpzI/AAAAAAAAASY/i4buWgUba20/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459670099875047218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Mr.Unhppy-face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8SlYLNsh8I/AAAAAAAAASg/C2c9M1MgX-4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.38+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8SlYLNsh8I/AAAAAAAAASg/C2c9M1MgX-4/s400/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.38+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459670483025561538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mr.Happy FACE!!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished first day of orientation.&lt;br /&gt;Was not as awesome as i expected, but it was okay :D&lt;br /&gt;Really sleepy now and neeed to rest!! Had A long day!&lt;br /&gt;Shall post more TOMORROW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let All Mr.Happy Face Together! :D&lt;br /&gt;No More Mr.Unhappy Face!!:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5659610509645576395?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5659610509645576395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/100th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5659610509645576395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5659610509645576395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/100th.html' title='100TH!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S8Sj8sL4ccI/AAAAAAAAASI/XmyBn-jq19k/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-04-03+at+23.35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7188660876116422162</id><published>2010-04-07T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T01:11:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Look.</title><content type='html'>My Blog's not entirely rotted yet!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Being wanting to blog for very long, but cant seem to find the time...&lt;br /&gt;So decided to blog abittt so that this good ol' blog wont die just yet!&lt;br /&gt;So been going to church.. Same old stuff and same old job.. :D&lt;br /&gt;And school's starting REALLY soon! AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;FOC on Thurs to Sat i think..&lt;br /&gt;Orientation on 13,15-16.&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY SCHOOL STARTING ON THE 19th.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. After MANY MANY MONTHS of doing alota random stuff/rotting/doing more stuff, school's finally starting :D&lt;br /&gt;And another important thing to note was the end of Serve! Which happened quite a few days ago...&lt;br /&gt;Really had many things to take back from Serve, and also gained a lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;And not to mention the &lt;s&gt;friendship&lt;/s&gt; brotherhood/sisterhood formed within those weeks.&lt;br /&gt;And i owe it all to my heavenly father in the end, my God.&lt;br /&gt;I believe he didnt give me these friends to replace my lost.&lt;br /&gt;No, he didnt. Instead he put these people in my life, to encourage me and to spur me on.&lt;br /&gt;To show me a path i never thought was there.&lt;br /&gt;I can never walk back the path i had once walked.&lt;br /&gt;Or can i go back into the past to right the wrongs, no matter how much i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;But He told me to be brave and move forward, because if i fall and stop now.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be hard to get back on my feet without anyone.&lt;br /&gt;But it is in Serve, that i found out that it was indeed true.&lt;br /&gt;There are many more things in life awaiting us.&lt;br /&gt;We will fail in certain things and we will fall.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped and was on the verge of falling, telling myself that i shall never get up.&lt;br /&gt;I dont deserve to get up and walk this path anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But He urged me to go on.&lt;br /&gt;And just with those small steps of faith.&lt;br /&gt;He showed me that there was more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Because in Him there is Eternal. Life.&lt;br /&gt;In Him there is peace.&lt;br /&gt;In Him there is forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;And I will continue to walk this path and seek Him.&lt;br /&gt;And believe that there is more in store for me, and for everyone as well.&lt;br /&gt;And there will be a new me.&lt;br /&gt;And a new you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I cant see the moon, and I dont know if its a full moon, or a crescent one..&lt;br /&gt;I can be sure, that the moon is up there in the sky, somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7188660876116422162?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7188660876116422162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7188660876116422162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7188660876116422162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-look.html' title='Oh Look.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6266273431587402596</id><published>2010-03-18T22:46:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:39:00.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skullcandy + Random Stuffs</title><content type='html'>After much anticipation/waiting/not saving up, I finally got my hands on a pair of Skullcandy earphones!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOTZ WOOTZ!!&lt;br /&gt;Got the awesome Skullcandy G.I. White Elephant.&lt;br /&gt;And no its definitely not a white elephant. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way to Woodlands with Ming Yi just to get it!&lt;br /&gt;And the most awesome thing, was that they actually sold THE White Elephant.&lt;br /&gt;Had been eyeing the White Elephant online for almost forever, and I just NEEDED IT.&lt;br /&gt;And the first time I went to Woodlands with Ming Yi, the shop didn't have any White Elephants..&lt;br /&gt;They had all the other G.I.s, EXCEPT for White Elephant, SO I WAS DARN SAD.&lt;br /&gt;But two days ago, when I went to the same store, THEY ACTUALLY STOCKED UP ON THEIR SKULLCANDY STOCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANS THERE WERE TWO BRAND-NEW-STRAIGHT-FROM DUNNO-WHERE WHITE ELEPHANTS RESTING ON THE SHELF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And they were screaming 'GRAB ME YOU IDIOT. GRAB ME. GRAB ME NOW. YOU KNOW YOU WANT ME. DO IT NOW. NAAAAAAOOOOOO. '&lt;br /&gt;And so I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't stop listening to my MP3 then onwards...&lt;br /&gt;And to add to the amount of awesome-ness, everything on the earphones ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget the epic amount of freebies included :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6I-3OEORSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WTG6V3Y_xUY/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6I-3OEORSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WTG6V3Y_xUY/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449987617461257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE White Elephant.&lt;br /&gt;My Noob-assed 5mp antique camera could not fully capture the awesomeness of this awesome thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JAbvyBkuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Zb8BSDYGkic/s1600-h/DSCF0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JAbvyBkuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Zb8BSDYGkic/s400/DSCF0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449989344498651874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome from every angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JApBBhWRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZqOpyE4iIpw/s1600-h/DSCF0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JApBBhWRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZqOpyE4iIpw/s400/DSCF0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449989572465350930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC. Not SG. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I mistook it for SG when I first saw the real thing as well (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JBYi4VjSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/tJhVOQregxY/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JBYi4VjSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/tJhVOQregxY/s400/DSCF0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449990389007486242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skullcandy FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JFn9RlFlI/AAAAAAAAARI/-4MzNXM6xE4/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JFn9RlFlI/AAAAAAAAARI/-4MzNXM6xE4/s400/DSCF0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995051837232722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Wait a sec, there's a Velcro thingy here... Whats that?? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JF7r34AtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/dy2R2o4lXZw/s1600-h/DSCF0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JF7r34AtI/AAAAAAAAARQ/dy2R2o4lXZw/s400/DSCF0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995390763401938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! There's a compartment!! There's something in it too! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JGbeS1qiI/AAAAAAAAARY/pVfkl85dAI4/s1600-h/DSCF0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JGbeS1qiI/AAAAAAAAARY/pVfkl85dAI4/s400/DSCF0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449995936874211874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IN THE NUGGETS IS THAT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JGzuZcldI/AAAAAAAAARg/cHy1cvEYqds/s1600-h/DSCF0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JGzuZcldI/AAAAAAAAARg/cHy1cvEYqds/s400/DSCF0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449996353513756114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS A SKULLCANDY MONEY CLIP WITH 10 BUCKS IN IT! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;( P.S. Note not included with earphones. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JB2m7o8QI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sy6r70KH8uA/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JB2m7o8QI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sy6r70KH8uA/s400/DSCF0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449990905491157250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the INSIDE looks uber-awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JCGmNY3HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tD4czrEEwK8/s1600-h/DSCF0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JCGmNY3HI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tD4czrEEwK8/s400/DSCF0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449991180175072370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the name, White Elephant. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEBIES :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JHV77iK9I/AAAAAAAAARo/Voh52y_vIIY/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JHV77iK9I/AAAAAAAAARo/Voh52y_vIIY/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449996941261941714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interchangeable Ear Pads.. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JH4SL_ApI/AAAAAAAAARw/V-eMudOl1F8/s1600-h/DSCF0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JH4SL_ApI/AAAAAAAAARw/V-eMudOl1F8/s400/DSCF0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449997531352072850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very-nice-to-touch travel pouch for Earphones... Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JIIXDKtpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fDG-y03ro5U/s1600-h/DSCF0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JIIXDKtpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fDG-y03ro5U/s400/DSCF0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449997807535175314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skullcandy stencil... Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JIZl-HtvI/AAAAAAAAASA/EDfErnNVDPI/s1600-h/DSCF0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JIZl-HtvI/AAAAAAAAASA/EDfErnNVDPI/s400/DSCF0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449998103598315250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stencil your snowboard!&lt;br /&gt;Stencil your... Dad's head!&lt;br /&gt;Stencil your... Cat!? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever have a chance... GET A SKULLCANDY!&lt;br /&gt;Even though it costs more than your average headphones, the design is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And also the sound quality and bass is just ROCKING.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats hearing every single distorted note of a solo in a Japanese song!!&lt;br /&gt;And the freebies just make you go WAO.&lt;br /&gt;Skullcandy FTW! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW FOR RANDOM STUFFS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JCqRGXJBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/__tMqnc1d_4/s1600-h/P160310_15.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JCqRGXJBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/__tMqnc1d_4/s400/P160310_15.09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449991792983745554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It writes : Extreme Cooling Sensation 500ml.&lt;br /&gt;' Eh Auntie you here got sell the, erm, the Extreme Cooling Sensation or not ar? '&lt;br /&gt;' o.0 ???'&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JDAn4YJAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/sTdGVEWklnA/s1600-h/P160310_13.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JDAn4YJAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/sTdGVEWklnA/s400/P160310_13.32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449992177056228354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. OLD-SKOOL!&lt;br /&gt;I found these at a Bubble Tea shop... Weird o.0 BUT COOL. And not to forget tasty as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JDY4kVYTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFRqmRM0Fwk/s1600-h/DSCF0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JDY4kVYTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFRqmRM0Fwk/s400/DSCF0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449992593852424498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew's Awesome Line 6 Spider Amp.&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing it since he's away in.. China? for his Navy trip :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JD638yMKI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1lHOUW8pBPU/s1600-h/P160310_09.51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JD638yMKI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1lHOUW8pBPU/s400/P160310_09.51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449993177802092706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JEWwwai9I/AAAAAAAAARA/ei0twjOUWdc/s1600-h/DSCF0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6JEWwwai9I/AAAAAAAAARA/ei0twjOUWdc/s400/DSCF0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449993656907500498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Yes I know what you're thinking... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Rainbow... Where're you? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6266273431587402596?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6266273431587402596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/skullcandy-random-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6266273431587402596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6266273431587402596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/skullcandy-random-stuffs.html' title='Skullcandy + Random Stuffs'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S6I-3OEORSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WTG6V3Y_xUY/s72-c/DSCF0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2301277627386353241</id><published>2010-03-11T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:50:29.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cant Help.</title><content type='html'>BUT BLOG ABOUT MY BORING LIFE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I realised that I do ALOTA weirs stuff nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;E.G E.G E.G...&lt;br /&gt;1) I go around taking picture of stupid stuffs... &lt;/div&gt;LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5kQSn6LDWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KMuLRVnujas/s1600-h/P110310_17.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447403136417992034" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5kQSn6LDWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KMuLRVnujas/s400/P110310_17.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was hoping it would match my shirt but NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;2) I do push ups in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES. IM NOT LYING.&lt;/div&gt;I DO PUSH UPS IN THE SHOWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WITH THE COLDEST WATER POSSIBLE LIKE SHOOTING AT MY HEAD.&lt;/div&gt;But I guess doing push ups in the shower keeps me fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Cause everytime I shower, I will remember to do push ups.&lt;/div&gt;And I shower AT LEAST twice a day, so I do push ups twice everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes I just bathe ALOT, so I do ALOT of push ups as well.&lt;/div&gt;Yeah, Im that weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I read/watch failblog until DAMN VERY LATE.&lt;/div&gt;I dunno why. Its just SO DAMNED FUNNY AND ADDICTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I spam makemebad35 videos on Youtube.&lt;/div&gt;That guy is CRAZY MAN. I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he's so crazy that I cant stop watching. &lt;/div&gt;Thus that makes him a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crazy genius. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;5) I PLAY FLASH GAMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Even when I have choices like PS3/Band Hero/Guitar/Go out do stuff/Excercise/Watch TV/Watch movie.&lt;/div&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flash games are fun BTW :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;6)  I HAVE RANDOM URGES TO DO STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like. When bathing, suddenly push the knob from the right ( hot water ) side, to the EXTREME left ( cold water ) side.&lt;/div&gt;And I actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I froze, and had to thaw myself with my tongue. :D&lt;/div&gt;And like... Jumping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like... Eating 100% cocoa chocolate ( I wonder how it tastes.... )&lt;/div&gt;And like... Eating MacDonald's Hot and Spicy shaker fries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And like... Alota other stuff. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;SO went to CUT HAIR TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;The cute-pretty-boy hairdresser actually cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;And since MingYi recommended him, I trusted him and let him cut my hair HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda nice I guess :D&lt;br /&gt;Even though my fringe is now on the other ( right ) side, and half of it was CHOPPED OFF.&lt;br /&gt;So it no longer curls outwards/pokes my eye/tickles my nose...&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I MISS MY FRINGE.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, IT'LL GROW BACK HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that without any clay/whatever thingy on my hair, I HAVE A MUSHROOM HEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA Its damn WTH/cute HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since most of the time of the week, I'm at church ' working '...&lt;br /&gt;And some of the guys ask me..&lt;br /&gt;' So what you do everyday at church sia? '&lt;br /&gt;My answer?&lt;br /&gt;Easy..&lt;br /&gt;Scanning Of Papers.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, My job is to scan papers.&lt;br /&gt;You think its easy? THINK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5vNZIjzT7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5f0BQhLaDeY/s1600-h/P120310_11.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5vNZIjzT7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/5f0BQhLaDeY/s400/P120310_11.15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448174005912817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. All Of them contain papers. Almost 6 years worth of accounts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5vNyLUbQxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CwMxcQFGEBE/s1600-h/P120310_11.15_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5vNyLUbQxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CwMxcQFGEBE/s400/P120310_11.15_%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448174436150362898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IMBA-MAMA scanner that I use everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;It rocks. Seriously. It rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but seriously speaking, church work isn't THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty fun to just hang out in the office and do work, and the staff will occasionally crack some cold jokes ( which livens the atmosphere! ), or just chit-chat and joke around, laughing our arses off at some STUFFS. :D&lt;br /&gt;Even though they're not really THAT funny, its good :D&lt;br /&gt;Sure, scanning 6 years worth of paper is ' WAH SO BORING AND MUNDANE AH ', but I still find pleasure in it!&lt;br /&gt;And that's the important thing about doing EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;If you can find pleasure and happiness in something you're doing, then you will DO IT WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you and also find pleasure and happiness, in everything that you do.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2301277627386353241?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2301277627386353241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2301277627386353241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2301277627386353241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-help.html' title='I Cant Help.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S5kQSn6LDWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KMuLRVnujas/s72-c/P110310_17.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2834513077893482742</id><published>2010-03-10T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:03:05.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You.</title><content type='html'>Being really busy.. I mean.. In need of time lately..&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cause Im starting to ' work ' full time at church now :o&lt;br /&gt;So everyday, except Monday and Sunday.. I gotta be in church from... 9- 5!!!&lt;br /&gt;NINE TO FIVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;At least I wont be at home stoning/slacking/rotting :D&lt;br /&gt;SO THATS THE PLUS POINT. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;SERVE is over, and HECK DO I MISS IT :(&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone in ONE!!! &lt;br /&gt;( Although I still see MingYi quick often HAHAHA )&lt;br /&gt;And I think I just found my 'Zi-Lian' partner!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS MING YI. YEAH&lt;br /&gt;We're unstoppable with a camera HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So had really alota fun during the holidays, and really looking forward to Poly life!&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a brand new start! WOOTZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the sermons during SERVE, really hit me.&lt;br /&gt;It was like.. BOOMZ. Right in my face.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing such as a clean break.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing such as a clean break after two individuals have been in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;They are like two different pieces of paper, glued together by their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;The closer the relationship, the deeper the Love, the closer they are glued together.&lt;br /&gt;But. Should something happen, and the two have to break apart.&lt;br /&gt;They would be torn. &lt;br /&gt;Some of the guy's paper would be stuck onto the girl's.&lt;br /&gt;And of course the girl's paper would be stuck onto the guy's as well.&lt;br /&gt;And that, is for life.&lt;br /&gt;That part, stays with you.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as a clean break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Break Is A Break.&lt;br /&gt;And a part of you is forever lost.&lt;br /&gt;And another part, will forever be yours to keep. &lt;br /&gt;Whether you want it, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;If you can smile when you look back at it, you've gotten over the break.&lt;br /&gt;I do smile. Very widely actually.&lt;br /&gt;But I cant help but feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that this is the price I have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Its something that I have to live with til the very day I die.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do it. With no complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God's with me. Who's against me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Were Born To Love. &lt;br /&gt;So, Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2834513077893482742?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2834513077893482742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2834513077893482742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2834513077893482742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3985526572273308835</id><published>2010-03-02T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:21:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>I think nowadays I'm too busy to blog!!&lt;br /&gt;Having too much fun to stay in front of the computer and stone like I used to do!&lt;br /&gt;Still practising for tomorrow's serve worship!&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know what to say... HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Shall attempt to blog more when everything slows down abit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Will Tell The World. Of You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3985526572273308835?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3985526572273308835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-has-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3985526572273308835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3985526572273308835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-has-come.html' title='The Time Has Come'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-815614797522969281</id><published>2010-02-21T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:34:29.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No.</title><content type='html'>I forgot to take pictures these 2 days o.0&lt;br /&gt;Too packed and busy to remember :(&lt;br /&gt;THUS. I SHALL START FROM SUNDAY! &lt;br /&gt;Which happens to be today...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be staying at JY's house for the next week with cell peeps...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still gonna be continuing A Picture A Day, Keeps The Boredom Away! ( Yay I Made The Title Longer (Y) )&lt;br /&gt;Now. Time to pack. CRAP I HAVENT PACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gonna Miss My Home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-815614797522969281?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/815614797522969281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/815614797522969281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/815614797522969281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-no.html' title='Oh No.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-802755971637734555</id><published>2010-02-20T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:13:10.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watermelon</title><content type='html'>Finally here's the watermelon pic (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I personally think its FRIGGIN AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I mean. Its not everyday that you get to kiss watermelons.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S37GZajmgII/AAAAAAAAAPI/qyRF8pTzQlo/s1600-h/Watermelon+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S37GZajmgII/AAAAAAAAAPI/qyRF8pTzQlo/s400/Watermelon+Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440003539837812866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Kissed A Watermelon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-802755971637734555?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/802755971637734555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/watermelon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/802755971637734555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/802755971637734555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/watermelon.html' title='Watermelon'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S37GZajmgII/AAAAAAAAAPI/qyRF8pTzQlo/s72-c/Watermelon+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-9031649952501011295</id><published>2010-02-18T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:44:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty</title><content type='html'>Picture for today.&lt;br /&gt;We stood at the MRT station for 20 mins looking out for a pretty girl to take picture with.&lt;br /&gt;We found none.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, MingYi and I decide that WE were pretty enough and thus decided to just take a picture and get over with it.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Boys FTW.&lt;br /&gt;( Im sorry if your eyes bled after seeing the following picture. Or if you suddenly faint out of excitement. ) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S31DwwKRrbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/appilIw9410/s1600-h/Pretty+Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439578429774212530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S31DwwKRrbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/appilIw9410/s400/Pretty+Boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pwreee-tttyyy! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Pretty, Pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-9031649952501011295?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/9031649952501011295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9031649952501011295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9031649952501011295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty.html' title='Pretty'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S31DwwKRrbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/appilIw9410/s72-c/Pretty+Boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2347433281457943729</id><published>2010-02-18T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:16:34.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want</title><content type='html'>My pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Lyndon still owes me my watermelon and Jing Ying owes me my pretty boys picture.&lt;br /&gt;Random Word For 17/2 : Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Random Word For Today : Pretty&lt;br /&gt;For the entire of next week, some of the peeps in ONE will be staying at Jing Ying's house! &lt;br /&gt;And that includes me... One entire week at someone else's house...&lt;br /&gt;Awesome HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line6 Amps Are AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2347433281457943729?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2347433281457943729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2347433281457943729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2347433281457943729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want.html' title='I Want'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8348132900730894231</id><published>2010-02-17T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:01:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison</title><content type='html'>Shit its after 12 already o.0&lt;br /&gt;Picture for 16/2/10.&lt;br /&gt;Random Word: Poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3rOvwAgf0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/J2qSaiO3D_Q/s1600-h/P170210_01.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3rOvwAgf0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/J2qSaiO3D_Q/s400/P170210_01.00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438886819739500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison? I Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken with my handphone cause I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;And I can just bluetooth it to the Lappy.&lt;br /&gt;YAY. WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison, is the best remedy for Poison.&lt;br /&gt;True or false? :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8348132900730894231?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8348132900730894231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/poison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8348132900730894231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8348132900730894231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/poison.html' title='Poison'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3rOvwAgf0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/J2qSaiO3D_Q/s72-c/P170210_01.00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5706607825457003533</id><published>2010-02-16T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T02:08:37.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning.</title><content type='html'>Picture of the day...&lt;br /&gt;Picture of monday to be specific :o&lt;br /&gt;Random Word : Warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3mCoUiVLzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNsQvxLEbi4/s1600-h/P031209_12.24_%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3mCoUiVLzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNsQvxLEbi4/s400/P031209_12.24_%5B01%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438521654245666610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the blinds on my window :o&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPY QUALITY ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like To Keep My Window Open :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5706607825457003533?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5706607825457003533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/warning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5706607825457003533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5706607825457003533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/warning.html' title='Warning.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3mCoUiVLzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DNsQvxLEbi4/s72-c/P031209_12.24_%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8699858250631764299</id><published>2010-02-15T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:25:00.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Rush.</title><content type='html'>Just woke up from my deep slumber...&lt;br /&gt;Was dying after yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;So summary of yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went church in morning.&lt;br /&gt;Stoned at home until 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Yi Guo the reckless driver in his car :o&lt;br /&gt;So Yi Guo got this car, which we used to get to his house, picking up Jing Ying, Jia Qi and their mum on the way.&lt;br /&gt;So we reached Yi Guo's house, and played Band Hero, Rock Band, Texas and some other crap...&lt;br /&gt;Until some of them had to go home, and the remaining 7 of us, were feeling really bored.&lt;br /&gt;It was probably... 4 in the morning at that time.&lt;br /&gt;So we felt hungry and decided to go to the mac at the CC nearby for erm.. Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem was, there was no transportation, and although we had a car...&lt;br /&gt;There was 7 people.&lt;br /&gt;So solution?&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze 5 people in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;And luckily clever me, was always the first to rush to the front door...&lt;br /&gt;So basically I didnt have to squeeze at all (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And 5 people squeezing in the back seat of the car, while the car is going really fast...&lt;br /&gt;Is just hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Yo Guo is a reckless driver. Yes he is.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he likes qionging red lights, just for the fun of it (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I thank God I'm still alive now. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;So we got to mac safely, wrecked havoc at Mac, made a hell lota noise, then decided.&lt;br /&gt;To go to pasir ris park. And climb the spiderweb.&lt;br /&gt;And being an idiot that ate more than 10 packets of sugar ( Probably ), I was FRIGGIN HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;And so we got back to squeezing into the car, and me NOT squeezing in the car...&lt;br /&gt;And we drove to pasir ris, got lost for a bit, drove on some creepy looking roads... ( Everything looks creepy when its pitch black )&lt;br /&gt;But we somehow, got to pasir ris park without being caught by the police for squeezing 5 people in the back seat (Y)&lt;br /&gt;So we just hung around, played everything... Sat on that circle turning thingy... Played crocodile at the big assed playground when it was bright enough...&lt;br /&gt;And then we did the same squeezing thing again, and drove back to Yi Guo's house before we packed up and went home.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at about... 10?&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and then slept all the way until 6 plus...&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was just another crazy adventure (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I Love Adventures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ktw6-9d4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JJIGm3NUJXI/s1600-h/Image0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ktw6-9d4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JJIGm3NUJXI/s400/Image0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438428343516886914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing Ying was bored. And there were some spare sticks of sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3kuH2XGa3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AiPTLaVgKKM/s1600-h/P150210_05.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3kuH2XGa3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/AiPTLaVgKKM/s400/P150210_05.09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438428737412950898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice Of Hotcake+Butter+Maple Syrup+1 Entire Stick Of Sugar = Sugar Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3kuiWkyAaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1DZ1nyhxDYg/s1600-h/15022010158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3kuiWkyAaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1DZ1nyhxDYg/s400/15022010158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438429192736866722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea + 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13... Sticks Of Free Sugar At Mac = Sugar Sugar Sugar Sugar Rush.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OH YEAH. The word for yesterday was supposed to be shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I think I took a picture of it but its with Kai -,-&lt;br /&gt;Post it when I get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Sugar Sugar Rush.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Sugar's The Only Thing That'll Give Me A Sugar Rush Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8699858250631764299?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8699858250631764299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/sugar-rush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8699858250631764299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8699858250631764299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/sugar-rush.html' title='Sugar Rush.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ktw6-9d4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JJIGm3NUJXI/s72-c/Image0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7312546796910733151</id><published>2010-02-13T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:46:55.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainwashing</title><content type='html'>I'm having this crazy idea in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;Its called 'A Picture A Day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just get this random word from this random word generator I found online.. ( Internet has everything. ), then I take a picture according to that word! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would go get this random word every morning, so I have an entire day to go taking pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, using my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;assed&lt;/span&gt; 5.1 mp camera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; pretty ancient to me, I'm gonna be taking random pictures according to the random word I got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeps me from doing nothing everyday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I started and the first word I got was Brainwashing. ( Explains the title. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ZSHgvvS1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/gHs56T7bvA8/s1600-h/DSCF2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437623889099180882" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ZSHgvvS1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/gHs56T7bvA8/s400/DSCF2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brainwashing for dummies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 1. Cut open skull to reveal brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 2. Wash brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step 3. Place skull back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations! You have washed your first brain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ZSpjCnfAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jXnt29QQ3zM/s1600-h/DSCF2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437624473830784002" style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ZSpjCnfAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jXnt29QQ3zM/s400/DSCF2516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For best results, we recommend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kirei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kirei&lt;/span&gt; Family Medicated Foaming &lt;s&gt;Hand&lt;/s&gt; Brain Soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its Anti-Bacteria and Antiseptic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time... ( Tomorrow I hope.. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7312546796910733151?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7312546796910733151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/brainwashing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7312546796910733151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7312546796910733151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/brainwashing.html' title='Brainwashing'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3ZSHgvvS1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/gHs56T7bvA8/s72-c/DSCF2511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2798973926731121793</id><published>2010-02-12T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:44:57.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE</title><content type='html'>Instead of typing incredibly long posts, I shall posts some random pictures instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3Vzdqr9hiI/AAAAAAAAANw/UErCYFut6TU/s1600-h/Birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3Vzdqr9hiI/AAAAAAAAANw/UErCYFut6TU/s400/Birds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437379078631818786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living on the 16th floor means you are really high up.&lt;br /&gt;It also means that everyday you get to have free alarm clocks.&lt;br /&gt;These crows perch outside my window and make extremely irritating noises,&lt;br /&gt;And it is impossible NOT to wake up. ( Unless you're sleeping like a DOG. )&lt;br /&gt;I just wished they came abit earlier, like about 7 everyday, so they could wake me up for SERVE...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I took this picture at around 8 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;'Counting Crows' anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3VzShqEB9I/AAAAAAAAANo/9WORODh65Qk/s1600-h/DSCF2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3VzShqEB9I/AAAAAAAAANo/9WORODh65Qk/s400/DSCF2498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437378887229376466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Praise at Bugis today and got 2 awesome shirts.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted another one, but they only had a L size.&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty much like a skirt for me. Thus I got these 2 awesome shirts instead :D&lt;br /&gt;Mr. HAPPY FACE rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Im also in love with the green tag that comes along with the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Just like Uni Qlo tags :D&lt;br /&gt;Unique from other boring old tags...&lt;br /&gt;And there's my leg at the bottom of the picture. WOOTZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3VyO9YPoXI/AAAAAAAAANg/yXYaxCXSPkQ/s1600-h/DSCF2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3VyO9YPoXI/AAAAAAAAANg/yXYaxCXSPkQ/s400/DSCF2497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437377726439727474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you figure out the hidden meaning?&lt;br /&gt;Now thats a shirt that gets you thinking (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Love the print and the blue rain drops :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have time and more leftover moneh ( From Ang Baos ) , Im planning on searching the different Praise shops for that shirt that I wanted, but had no M size :(&lt;br /&gt;I MUST GET THAT SHIRT.&lt;br /&gt;Its ultra chio (Y)&lt;br /&gt;With a pic of a gal on it :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' The Light At The End Of The Tunnel Has Been Turned Off Due To Budget Cuts. We Apologize For The Inconvenience Caused. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Think I Can See The Sun. Somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2798973926731121793?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2798973926731121793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2798973926731121793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2798973926731121793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S3Vzdqr9hiI/AAAAAAAAANw/UErCYFut6TU/s72-c/Birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1790439814052638292</id><published>2010-02-08T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:00:28.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did It .</title><content type='html'>Even get through? I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I Am Not So Noble As To Sacrifice My Happiness For Yours. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I saw. &lt;br /&gt;Before it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Is that. Your answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if it is then I'll accept it.&lt;br /&gt;' There Is A Time For Everything, And A Season For Every Activity Under Heaven. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I Know. &lt;br /&gt;That I Have Changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1790439814052638292?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1790439814052638292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1790439814052638292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1790439814052638292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-it.html' title='Did It .'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6572900236242882661</id><published>2010-02-05T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:37:20.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Not About.</title><content type='html'>Owning her.&lt;br /&gt;Having every single second of her's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about taking over her life.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about being her every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about being the most precious thing in her life.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about taking away everyone dear to her, and replacing it with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about you being the most important person in her life,&lt;br /&gt;But being one of the most important person in her life.&lt;br /&gt;Its about going into her life, getting to know her inside out.&lt;br /&gt;To make yourself part of her life, and not making yourself her life.&lt;br /&gt;Its about being part of her life, and helping her to be her very best.&lt;br /&gt;Its about bringing a smile upon her face during a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;And being there at all the correct times.&lt;br /&gt;And sacrificing what you will not sacrifice for others, for her.&lt;br /&gt;Its about spending time just to be with her, and not for any other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about making yourself her life, but adding spice, unto her life.&lt;br /&gt;Its about accepting her for who she is.&lt;br /&gt;And Loving her for who she is, and not trying to make her into what you expect,&lt;br /&gt;And what you need, what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Its about taking her, and Loving her selflessly, not selfishly.&lt;br /&gt;Its about Loving her because she is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about trust.&lt;br /&gt;Pouring your trust upon her, and holding nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;To let her fly, and to return to you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about learning in the experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And to argue, and make up.&lt;br /&gt;Because there is bound to be happiness, but yet bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight for Love, because its worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;Because some things that are left unsaid, will leave an eternal regret in us.&lt;br /&gt;And I have fallen short.&lt;br /&gt;I may have not even gone anywhere close to this thing called ' Love '.&lt;br /&gt;But I have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;And right where I am, I will pray.&lt;br /&gt;That miracles exsist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That that broken heart, can be complete again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6572900236242882661?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6572900236242882661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6572900236242882661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6572900236242882661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-about.html' title='Its Not About.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4727697113470486044</id><published>2010-02-01T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:31:47.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something.</title><content type='html'>Went terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I think Im thinking too much, but I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it just failed.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;And Im not exactly... Happy with how it went.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries. That was not the end.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I had a backup (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Now. To try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Londonchocoro. Thanks for the wise words (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4727697113470486044?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4727697113470486044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4727697113470486044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4727697113470486044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/02/something.html' title='Something.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-9209643807281245431</id><published>2010-01-25T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:06:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Thought.</title><content type='html'>That it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be a breeze, and I'll just get it done.&lt;br /&gt;But it's harder than I've ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just constantly giving myself one hundred reasons not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;That I constanty say, ' It's alright. There's no need. '&lt;br /&gt;But my heart knows better.&lt;br /&gt;And I've already promised.&lt;br /&gt;I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;And with my entire heart and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Hold. Nothing. Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Of Your Reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-9209643807281245431?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/9209643807281245431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9209643807281245431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9209643807281245431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-thought.html' title='I Never Thought.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5170758307450728840</id><published>2010-01-21T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:31:57.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I.</title><content type='html'>Came back from r3 chalet today, and I guess the chalet was really kinda... Dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;Not cause it was not fun, but cause I was going from chalet to Kovan, Kovan to chalet. Chalet to St Andrew's, St' Andrew's to chalet. Chalet to Punggol and... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Basically I was missing at the chalet half the time.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Jap class at 8-10. &lt;br /&gt;Cant really complain about that, cause Ewan's parents actually took me all the way from Kovan back to NSRCC.&lt;br /&gt;Then tuesday, I was supposed to be at St Andrew's at EIGHT, but I obviously overslept, being me.&lt;br /&gt;And I went reached St Andrew's at... 12??&lt;br /&gt;Cause the earliest shuttle out of NSRCC is at 10.15. &lt;br /&gt;And it was IMPOSSIBLE to hail a cab inside NSRCC.&lt;br /&gt;I love NSRCC's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;But I Friggin Hate NSRCC.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its totally unaccesible, unless you have a car.&lt;br /&gt;And. I do not have a car.&lt;br /&gt;So getting in and out was pretty screwed...&lt;br /&gt;So I went for to St Andrew's, only to realise that were having amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;WAO. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Im half dead and I have to play Amazing Race.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it wasnt half bad, and I guess I had fun meeting my team n all.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back to chalet and reached at around... 6+?&lt;br /&gt;So had BBQ with the peeps, before I had to decide.&lt;br /&gt;Boot camp, 3D2N at St Andrew's. And it starts on Wednesday. At 8 O Clock.&lt;br /&gt;And I was still at chalet at 10.&lt;br /&gt;And wondering. &lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HECK CAN I GET THERE ON TIME. I DONT HAVE ENOUGH CLOTHES. &lt;br /&gt;So I needed to get home to pack stuff, and THEN go to St Andrew's.&lt;br /&gt;But knowing myself, I refused to leave early, and decided to go home at 5.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home 5, bathe and pack 6, drag time 7, go to St Andrews 8.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I waited 30 minutes just for one cab, and I left my form at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;The form which I have to hand in.&lt;br /&gt;And so when I reached home, I was... Really pissed at myself and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So I just laid on my bed, and told Jing Ying that I couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;And I quickily bathed and slept.&lt;br /&gt;From 6am to 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;And that just goes to show how dead I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;These 2 days wasnt THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff that happened:&lt;br /&gt;Went Jap class. I love Jap class. I love everything Japanese DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;s&gt;MAN&lt;/s&gt;MEN TALK with the peeps. I love MEN TALKS.&lt;br /&gt;Tried out IMBA distortion effects on Craig's effects thingy. I love IMBA disotortions.&lt;br /&gt;'Raped' Derrick. I love raping Derrick. Oh wait I dont.&lt;br /&gt;Tasted JingYang's Mum's IMBA STINGRAY. I love Stingray. Even though most of the time I cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;Learned/Played Mahjong. Im starting to love Mahjong. After all, Im Cantonese. ITS IN MY BLOOD! &lt;br /&gt;Played bowling/pool. I actually do NOT suck at bowling. WAO. And thanks to Zhen Feng for teaching me the Imba pool trick shot. Im still amazed at how you can do it o.0&lt;br /&gt;Slept with Dickson. I mean slept on the same bed with Dickson. Why is this good you say? Oh yeah, cause Muhd was sleeping on the floor and Xue Min was raping him. And I think im weird. But sleeping beside Dickson IS kinda fun. WAO (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Got to see the entire class! Yes, missing school. But not the classes. Just school. And seeing the class gives me the nostalgic feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Best thing that happened:&lt;br /&gt;On a certain swing( chair? ) in a certain chalet.&lt;br /&gt;With a certain person.&lt;br /&gt;Talking. Just talking. &lt;br /&gt;Hey, if you can see this. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say thanks. I'll take everything you say into account.&lt;br /&gt;You have really done more than you could have ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for you :D&lt;br /&gt;Also, thank you for letting me listen to that beautiful song too.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, the chalet wasnt THAT dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;What I have to do now, is sleep, cause its really late, and I have to make it for the camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And I still have this irratating headache that refuses to go away.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I'll survive tomorrow, and that I wont be too tired for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;To Serve is not a easy thing, and sometimes sacrifices like your time will have to be made.&lt;br /&gt;But I've put everything into His hands. And I hope that He will guide me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im weary and I dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Alright the headache is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;So its Goodnight to the world, for now.&lt;br /&gt;After one more Morgan Laurence song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it. And I'll do it with nothing else but my entire heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5170758307450728840?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5170758307450728840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5170758307450728840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5170758307450728840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6770387734912779441</id><published>2010-01-15T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T04:20:25.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise And Shine.</title><content type='html'>Rise and shine to the world again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results were good, better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;And I didnt just mean my Os.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, my Os went well too, with an unexpected 10 for Poly :D&lt;br /&gt;So Im all set on Aerospace Engineering!!! In TP!!!&lt;br /&gt;Really glad that everything's come into place.&lt;br /&gt;If I had not gotten 13 or below, I would be really lost...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just glad that everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it kills me, that there're so many of my friends around, that are lost.&lt;br /&gt;Some that are stuck between JC or Poly.&lt;br /&gt;Some that are stuck between the Poly courses.&lt;br /&gt;And some that... Just don't know where to go.&lt;br /&gt;One Step At A Time.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get somewhere. Somehow! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's not about where you get to, but how you got there!&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, just yet!&lt;br /&gt;Keep walking down this path. YOUR PATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys have been coming over. For band hero, and some Jamming and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Not working now, so most of the time is spent slacking at home...&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up at 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;4. Read manga/ Watch anime.&lt;br /&gt;5. Play PS3&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;8. Read more manga.&lt;br /&gt;9. Qiong One Piece.&lt;br /&gt;10. Chat&lt;br /&gt;11. Read more One Piece.&lt;br /&gt;12. Sleep at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAO. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Maybe life ISNT all THAT boring, since I have lots of peeps to do stuff with..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And FF13 IS COMING OUT SOON. *FOAMS*&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm so being a Dickson. HEHEHEHEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;... Gotta Stop Doing That.&lt;br /&gt;And just finished Bayonetta and Dante's Inferno.&lt;br /&gt;DEMOS.&lt;br /&gt;Still, they're AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get Bayonetta soon.... Then Dante's.. THEN FF&lt;s&gt;2&lt;/s&gt;13!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone's screaming BAYONETTA IS A DMC RIPOFF.&lt;br /&gt;Well damned right it is a ripoff.&lt;br /&gt;With enchancements of course.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind playing DMC as Bayonetta all over :O&lt;br /&gt;And Dante's Inferno just creeps me out.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I GOTTA GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;The demo was Epic. Cause it was from a Epic Poem &lt;---- ( Go Wiki this. )&lt;br /&gt;PUN. WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Poly Life... To start now! ARGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6770387734912779441?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6770387734912779441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/rise-and-shine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6770387734912779441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6770387734912779441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/rise-and-shine.html' title='Rise And Shine.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2032244106744553721</id><published>2010-01-11T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:44:07.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results.</title><content type='html'>Actions, all lead to results.&lt;br /&gt;I know that.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's gonna be the day in which a very important result comes out.&lt;br /&gt;The O's.&lt;br /&gt;The result of our actions for the past 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;Hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't really sleep, but I'll have to.&lt;br /&gt;Have breakfast with Chuan Dao and the other sec 4 peeps at... 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;At Sengpang Bedok. Or however you spell that. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then probably going to, slack around and stone til its time to collect results.&lt;br /&gt;And I have a real bad feeling that I'm not going to get 12 and below, for L1B4.&lt;br /&gt;Just a feeling. And it has to be one of the most disgusting feelings ever.&lt;br /&gt;So no music for me today, and more bed for me.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get a MP3 or something soon, so I can listen to Morgan Laurence 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, one last song before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Did I say sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;I meant rolling around and talking nonsense to myself on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can... Tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2032244106744553721?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2032244106744553721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2032244106744553721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2032244106744553721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/results.html' title='Results.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6276319365670789327</id><published>2010-01-10T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T02:16:44.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Still, Music.</title><content type='html'>Cant really stay up til too late today.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I cant sleep, I'll have to try.&lt;br /&gt;Have guitar lesson at church tomorrow at 10 :o&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have be be ready for ushering duty later that day at around 1.&lt;br /&gt;And after service, I SHOULD be having my worship rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;First time taking part in worship tomorrow, Brian on drums :)&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see his debut, and somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I think I feel anxious for him. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay, he has 'Godlike' skills :)&lt;br /&gt;All the best to the dude tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Vertical connection, then horizontal connection. Got it. '&lt;br /&gt;Drop everything. And everything that's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And give my entire heart, mind and soul to worship.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be hard. No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But its something I wanna do. Even if its just, for that while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today had a ' Jamming session ' at my house...&lt;br /&gt;Soccer guys came to play Band Hero.&lt;br /&gt;And yay no one called the cops. Fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;Cause A2 really went GayMode...&lt;br /&gt;But overall it was good and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Band Hero was a real good investment :)&lt;br /&gt;Not the ' alone ' fun, but more of the ' together ' fun.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll prefer together than alone. Any day.&lt;br /&gt;And suprisingly I'm alone today, without Rusty or Classy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause I don't want my mum to know I am up so late...&lt;br /&gt;She would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;And then ground me, and ask me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Joke~&lt;br /&gt;And today my dad asked around, and found out that TP's aerospace engineering is actually better.&lt;br /&gt;He says the course is more ' Practical and hands-on '. As in the companies they attach you to.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, its NP or TP.&lt;br /&gt;Hard choice, really...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.. I'll flip a coin?&lt;br /&gt;2 Polys, 2 sides to a coin.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Flipping a coin helps you decide on a matter. Not because of the result, whether heads or tails. But because in the split second that the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you really want. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True. Unless I'm feeling really random. Then heads is heads and tails is tails...&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just going to listen to a bit more of Come On Come On!&lt;br /&gt;And then... Try to sleep early I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I Mean. Earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F5. Yes still I do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6276319365670789327?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6276319365670789327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-still-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6276319365670789327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6276319365670789327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-still-music.html' title='And Still, Music.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4443454071957269896</id><published>2010-01-09T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:41:59.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And More Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0dz7ffXuwI/AAAAAAAAANY/cCjAr3jrS8w/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0dz7ffXuwI/AAAAAAAAANY/cCjAr3jrS8w/s400/Picture0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424431742093605634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusty the electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to SP n NP with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt;, Daniel, A2 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Assiddiq&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We barely spent half an hour at SP, cause we were just feeling really lost.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that...  Poly feeling at SP I guess..&lt;br /&gt;So there's no way I'm going to SP now.&lt;br /&gt;Got quite a lot of info at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ngee&lt;/span&gt; Ann Poly though.&lt;br /&gt;The person at the Aerospace Mechanics explained the course really detail-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And today I've made up my mind to go to Aerospace Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Or whatever it is called in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Polys&lt;/span&gt; I guess...&lt;br /&gt;And the cut off point is 12.&lt;br /&gt;So if I get 13 or more for L1B4 on Monday, then I'm pretty screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really do not have interest in any other courses..&lt;br /&gt;Or am I planning to go other courses.&lt;br /&gt;Or hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Though I am preparing for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;And I just have this weird bad feeling that I can't shake off.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;So ate lunch/dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NP's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Makan&lt;/span&gt; Place.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Makan&lt;/span&gt;' Place only has.. 2 Halal stores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Davis' after NP, and finally grabbed a cable for Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I named my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ele&lt;/span&gt; guitar Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's kinda rusty.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why. It just is.&lt;br /&gt;The screws are no longer silver. They are copper red now...&lt;br /&gt;Thus the name Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;And I came up with the name after staring at it for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Before going.... ' Fuck you're rusty. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; a joke. :)&lt;br /&gt;Haven't touched Rusty in months, so I got addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;The feel of the Ernie Ball Slinky is still great :)&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;JY&lt;/span&gt; ( Male ) for the great introduction to Ernie Ball.&lt;br /&gt;But because you'll probably wake everyone in the house up if you play a plugged electric guitar at 2..&lt;br /&gt;And a unplugged electric just sounds kinda wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still using my trusty classical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to be a geek for one post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt; PS3 games that I'll check out for sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bayonetta&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;DMC&lt;/span&gt;4 + Megan Fox.&lt;br /&gt;Demon's Souls - Wow. Reminds me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Diablo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Darksiders&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; War. War as in the main character of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Darksiders&lt;/span&gt;. Not George Bushy.&lt;br /&gt;White Knight Chronicles - Cheesy, Corny And Kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kiddy&lt;/span&gt;. Wow my type of game.&lt;br /&gt;Dante's Inferno - Go to hell. Literally...&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy 13 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Unsubbed&lt;/span&gt; 130$ Subbed/Dubbed 160$. Still gonna get it.&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy versus 13 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Wao&lt;/span&gt; x13&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;agito&lt;/span&gt; 13 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;. Not a FF fan, but I know I cant resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since most of the games will be M18 for whatever nudity, violence, blood and sexual scenes that they have...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering if I can actually play them without my Dad saying anything.. :(&lt;br /&gt;So some of the guys will be coming tomorrow for Band Hero.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my neighbors won't call the cops...&lt;br /&gt;' Excuse me sir, but someone complained about some really bad singing around here. You will have to stop or face legal action. '&lt;br /&gt;... I'm getting really good at jokes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ogenki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Desu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ka&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4443454071957269896?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4443454071957269896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-more-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4443454071957269896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4443454071957269896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-more-music.html' title='And More Music.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0dz7ffXuwI/AAAAAAAAANY/cCjAr3jrS8w/s72-c/Picture0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1559839781575681758</id><published>2010-01-08T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T01:19:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YTlZhfpFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tT2gXSGuxIk/s1600-h/Picture0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424044334441800786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YTlZhfpFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tT2gXSGuxIk/s400/Picture0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noob &lt;s&gt;not-so-&lt;/s&gt;cheap Audio-Technica earpiece for my &lt;s&gt;computer&lt;/s&gt; Dad's lappy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it works fine and plays Morgan Laurence fine so...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan Laurence is the best. &lt;br /&gt;Why? Because all of his 9 current songs are great works of music.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I repeat 9 songs for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Not really mainstream kinda music.&lt;br /&gt;But the kinda music, that I just love.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so simple yet so soothing and happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;So went to TP with the usual people again.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really make any decisions on which course to go to...&lt;br /&gt;Just went around and looked at the schools I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The campus is really big and cool :)&lt;br /&gt;So went to soccer after that with the soccer guys.&lt;br /&gt;And as always, played til I felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really losing my stamina and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;So after soccer went to hang with Asyraf at White sands.&lt;br /&gt;So we grabbed ourselves the really-kick-ass potato chunks at the library cafe.&lt;br /&gt;And... A cup of Caramel Happy.&lt;br /&gt;So we just talked alot.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the playground near White Sands with drinks and...&lt;br /&gt;Talked some more.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to Mac at White sands cause the lights at the playground went off.&lt;br /&gt;And we didn't have enough balls to say ghost stories in total darkness in a playground...&lt;br /&gt;So we just went to Mac and, talked some more...&lt;br /&gt;I guess guy guys can really talk about anything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Heck I think we can even talk about a random leaf on the ground...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Had fun talking to the dude.&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't seem to sleep nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I can be... 3 in the morning? But I'm still playing flash games and guitar...&lt;br /&gt;And I cant fall asleep, unless I really FALL asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Weird but I'm used to sleeping on chairs.&lt;br /&gt;Trained by 10 years of sleeping in class. :)&lt;br /&gt;Joke to end my day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YSQ1SOP3I/AAAAAAAAANA/c6LCjNygCoM/s1600-h/Picture0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424042881605058418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YSQ1SOP3I/AAAAAAAAANA/c6LCjNygCoM/s400/Picture0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not-so-classy, Yamaha classical guitar that keeps me awake.&lt;br /&gt;With the fan and the door to my room in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YS8nsUkVI/AAAAAAAAANI/kaz0__G4kxw/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424043633870672210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YS8nsUkVI/AAAAAAAAANI/kaz0__G4kxw/s400/Picture0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tape that Haziq put on the guitar when I lent it to him. Clever :)&lt;br /&gt;( Cause it didn't have inlays or anything. )&lt;br /&gt;And I really do use it, just have to put one more for the 9th fret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Aeroplane~Morgan Laurence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Well tell me dear, do you like to fly, cause if you do a plane is what I'll buy.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll carry you, above the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;But if your hands, tremble at that height, well then I'll bring that plane down,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll just watch the clouds, from the ground. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasuminasai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1559839781575681758?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1559839781575681758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1559839781575681758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1559839781575681758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-music.html' title='More Music.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/S0YTlZhfpFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tT2gXSGuxIk/s72-c/Picture0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7673622313163418760</id><published>2010-01-07T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:11:14.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>Stayed up til really late yesterday. Around 5 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Morgan Laurence and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Learning new songs. Plucking more often.&lt;br /&gt;Barring properly. Finger-plucking the full Romance De Amor.&lt;br /&gt;I guess nothing cheers me up more than Morgan Laurence's Come On! Come On!.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had such a beautiful voice and a ukelele to accompany it.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess Im just happy with the crappy voice and old-banged-up classical guitar that God's given me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to poly open house tomorrow with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can find something, Im really interested to study...&lt;br /&gt;Dont wanna waste my time and my parents's hard earned money.&lt;br /&gt;O levels results on the... 11th?&lt;br /&gt;Monday. &lt;br /&gt;Dont really feel much bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Not really anxious.&lt;br /&gt;Not really excited.&lt;br /&gt;Just... ' Oh Okay. Results. Just Give'em To Me. '&lt;br /&gt;Even if I get really, reallyyy bad grades... &lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Try harder next time I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And the day also happens to be my first Japanese class with Ewan at the Hougang place.&lt;br /&gt;Reading up on the Jap notes/textbook that we got today from the place..&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Japanese Banzai. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thats the only thing Ima really excited bout I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Sunday. Church's always fun and cool :)&lt;br /&gt;So life's kinda slow and stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;In plain words, boring.&lt;br /&gt;And not really interested in spicing it up or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Just living life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;' What comes, will. '&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to stay up. Im addicted to Morgan Laurence...&lt;br /&gt;Im more addicted to it than cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;Not that Im into cocaine or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Just a joke to end my post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitori De.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7673622313163418760?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7673622313163418760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7673622313163418760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7673622313163418760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1102918130404816188</id><published>2010-01-03T04:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:35:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKTARD</title><content type='html'>I think I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;And that I'm too damned inmature and naive.&lt;br /&gt;I had never made anyone angry before.&lt;br /&gt;I was always the ' good kid '.&lt;br /&gt;I hold no grudges.&lt;br /&gt;But today.&lt;br /&gt;I just made someone angry.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;Why does someone always have to scream at me. Before I realise my mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;Why does my mum have to go banging her head on the wall, and screaming at me.&lt;br /&gt;Before I realise what I am doing was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why does she have to scream at me, and suffer for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Before I finally realise what I've done. What I've been.&lt;br /&gt;Why does someone always have to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;In my stead?&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES SOMEONE ALWAYS HAVE TO SUFFER TO MAKE ME REALISE.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its cause I'm selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I dont even know it.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm good with words.&lt;br /&gt;I play around with it.&lt;br /&gt;And say whatever I like.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I'm just a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed I know everything.&lt;br /&gt;How she thought.&lt;br /&gt;How she was.&lt;br /&gt;How she felt.&lt;br /&gt;I Thought. That I Knew.&lt;br /&gt;I Thought.&lt;br /&gt;But I never did think.&lt;br /&gt;Until now. I've hurt her.&lt;br /&gt;Even after so many days.&lt;br /&gt;She has to suffer in my stead.&lt;br /&gt;She has to suffer to make me realise. &lt;br /&gt;And God. Please dont let her suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I Have Done Enough Harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will not forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Nor will you ever talk to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised. Whats the point of blogging your feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;And letting everyone see.&lt;br /&gt;What was the point of me blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;To let everyone see that I'm so pitiful and so regretful?&lt;br /&gt;To gain pity and sympathy?&lt;br /&gt;Because if it is that way.&lt;br /&gt;Then I rather not blog forever.&lt;br /&gt;Me blogging out my feelings just make me feel more of a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;If I can blog and say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;But act the other.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's no point.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of doing this.&lt;br /&gt;Whats the point of writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING PUSSY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1102918130404816188?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1102918130404816188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/fucktard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1102918130404816188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1102918130404816188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/fucktard.html' title='FUCKTARD'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6015890601074068316</id><published>2010-01-02T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:12:10.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buried.</title><content type='html'>I. Really dont know what to think now.&lt;br /&gt;I've failed the test.&lt;br /&gt;Which I didnt even know was a test.&lt;br /&gt;' I'm happy now. '&lt;br /&gt;I thought that that was all that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt have the slightest clue.&lt;br /&gt;And now its all come down to this.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know when to let go.&lt;br /&gt;And when to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is confused.&lt;br /&gt;And everthing flashes before me.&lt;br /&gt;The words I have said.&lt;br /&gt;The things I have done.&lt;br /&gt;The promises I have made.&lt;br /&gt;All of them. Have come to naught.&lt;br /&gt;Im not living out what I've said.&lt;br /&gt;Im not keeping what I have promised.&lt;br /&gt;But how was I supposed to feel?&lt;br /&gt;How did you expect me to feel?&lt;br /&gt;I've thought you're moved on.&lt;br /&gt;And that I'd move on too.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing is what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could bury my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Bury my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Bury myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6015890601074068316?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6015890601074068316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/buried.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6015890601074068316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6015890601074068316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2010/01/buried.html' title='Buried.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3847231728752397709</id><published>2009-12-29T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:15:59.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ton Ton And More Ton</title><content type='html'>Ton as in not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Not the weight... o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these few days passed pretty fast...&lt;br /&gt;Band Hero, going out, more Band Hero n stuff...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow... The peeps gonna be coming over to stay over for one night..&lt;br /&gt;And we're probably gonna ton, playing Band Hero, Munchkin and Bang!.&lt;br /&gt;And doing other random/stupid/fun/idiotic things that will keep us awake o.0&lt;br /&gt;And the next day... Going over to Ding Xuan's house with the ' equipment ', and PROBABLY gonna ton again... ( As expected... )&lt;br /&gt;SO YEAH. And Im still awake, waiting for my father to finish playing Dynasty Warriors with my bro, so i can get to play some BATMAN dammit.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is TOTALLY ADDICTED ( Okay Maybe Not. ) to Dynasty Warriors.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE HE WANTS TO UNLOCK FRIGGIN LU BU. &lt;br /&gt;AND ITS THE HARDEST CHARACTER TO UNLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE DOSENT CARE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. He is Addited.. HAIZ x many&lt;br /&gt;And Im supposed to wake up tomorrow for movie at 11.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope Im not gonna be late. ( Although I know I will be. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. I REALISED I DO NOT HAVE ENUFF MONEH.&lt;br /&gt;I OWE SOMEONE 3 PLAMO.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE A MEAL.&lt;br /&gt;AND SOMEONE A CHRISTMAS PRESENT. ( Actually i owe alota ppl pressies o.0 )&lt;br /&gt;So if I dont work.. I can never pay off my 'debts'...&lt;br /&gt;So... Four Seasons... Here I Come :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Want To Run. &lt;br /&gt;I'll Nail Myself To The Ground And Stand.&lt;br /&gt;Cause If I Run Now.&lt;br /&gt;Then I Can Never Return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3847231728752397709?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3847231728752397709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ton-ton-and-more-ton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3847231728752397709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3847231728752397709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ton-ton-and-more-ton.html' title='Ton Ton And More Ton'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4103314596741531025</id><published>2009-12-28T01:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:18:52.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>The answers I needed just fell right out of the skies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven. Esc 38&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the gwennie mama for this beautiful scripture :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days, have been.&lt;br /&gt;Really painful I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even more painful than 15 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Because that time, I could not think straight.&lt;br /&gt;Or think about anything for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;But as time passes, you calm down, and think through matters more carefully.&lt;br /&gt;And damn, I hate to think.&lt;br /&gt;But today. Was different.&lt;br /&gt;I could think. Without it being painful.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've finally found my path.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, many things might have happened.&lt;br /&gt;But its as if God understands me, and suddenly draws up a ENTIRE schedule for me.&lt;br /&gt;One that requires my heart, body, mind and soul to do.&lt;br /&gt;Like joining the worship team.&lt;br /&gt;And the ushering team as well.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the exciting line-up of events for the...&lt;br /&gt;Next... Week?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And my house party :D&lt;br /&gt;And the R6 CHALET!!&lt;br /&gt;And then, the O Level results!&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Poly Life!! Which I suddenly look forward to ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like suddenly, there's more to EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;That makes me... Want to stop moping around, standing in the corner, and just jump for joy.&lt;br /&gt;And to tell all my friends, that God has prepared my path for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I trust. That it is the best, that I can ever live to.&lt;br /&gt;That I can live my life, to the best I can be, with God.&lt;br /&gt;If God is with you, who is against you?&lt;br /&gt;I believe in him. And I put all my faith with him.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've depended on myself for too long.&lt;br /&gt;Its time I took his hand, and walked with him.&lt;br /&gt;And whatever may happen, I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;But there's a reason for everything, and I know that God knows that reason.&lt;br /&gt;And that everything that happens. Will be part of this path God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;I will fall and I will cry.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that the Lord will be my provider, and that I will stand up everytime, stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I no longer feel the anger.&lt;br /&gt;The despair.&lt;br /&gt;Nor the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, maybe a tinge of regret.&lt;br /&gt;But I only hope to feel happiness now.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness that the Lord has given me, to wash away all my sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;The memories will never fade. And I'll keep them in the depths of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And smile upon them every time I recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/Szek8oUfdLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nUqenLjb8cE/s1600-h/Memory1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/Szek8oUfdLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nUqenLjb8cE/s400/Memory1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419982038086153394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One For The Road. :D&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the new 'n' improved Tako Pachi Balls :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4103314596741531025?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4103314596741531025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4103314596741531025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4103314596741531025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/Szek8oUfdLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nUqenLjb8cE/s72-c/Memory1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5369029838052726750</id><published>2009-12-27T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:58:34.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>I kinda realised, that I hate to be alone as well.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im afraid of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Cause being alone makes you think.&lt;br /&gt;Think about everything.&lt;br /&gt;And its then, at that solitary moment, that your heart screams out.&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute that Im there. Doing nothing. Makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;And all it has ever done was make me more confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know what I dont want.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know how its supposed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know why that happened.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know is that at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;I could sure use somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im confused as heck, and thinking only makes me more confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;No longer know what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would feel a sudden gush of excitement, and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would feel like I've been hit suddenly, and fall to my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would feel sadness, and stare into blank space.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would feel anger, and vent it out for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;But thats all okay.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is. Sometimes. I feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;And heck it scares the living shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I would smile.&lt;br /&gt;I would laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I would joke.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still frown.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And heck I still cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that God hears my silent prayers.&lt;br /&gt;And that He. Would be my light.&lt;br /&gt;That He, would drop answers from the skies, so that I would be confused no more.&lt;br /&gt;God. Prepare my path. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving On.&lt;br /&gt;One Step Forward. Two Steps Back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5369029838052726750?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5369029838052726750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5369029838052726750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5369029838052726750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1815347357315236687</id><published>2009-12-26T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:19:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Band Hero Christmas.</title><content type='html'>So today, went for church service in the afternoon!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I was muddle-headed and didnt remember..&lt;br /&gt;Even invited Glinnis over, but last minute cancelled cause of church!!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily she found something else to do Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;So went to church, then went home again, but with Yi Guo, Jing Ying and Jia Qi.&lt;br /&gt;Played Band Hero. ( Kinda obvious acutally... )&lt;br /&gt;Then later at round 7... DeLiang and Guo Wen headed over too!!&lt;br /&gt;So things got interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;SINGING COMPETITION.&lt;br /&gt;Take turns to sing the same song, see who get higher score.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WON THE FIRST ROUND WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously got pwned in the next round cause singing She will be Loved. W.T.H.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. You canNOT imagine 4 guys and 2 girls screaming their asses off.&lt;br /&gt;And trying so damned hard to match Adam Levine's pitch... o.0&lt;br /&gt;BUT... FUN.&lt;br /&gt;And so we were sweating even though we were in a air con room, and even if we were just SINGING.&lt;br /&gt;So they left around... 11.45.&lt;br /&gt;And JUSTTTT managed to catch the last 34 back to Tamp :D&lt;br /&gt;And... There's lots of things to look forward to this week/ following days...&lt;br /&gt;Going church in 2 ( Oh I mean 1 ) more days! &lt;br /&gt;And sure gonna do something. Dunno what. BUT SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the 30th, Jing Ying and Jia Qi gonna be staying over at mah house..&lt;br /&gt;( Omg band hero. HAHA. )&lt;br /&gt;Then... 31th, Going church at 6 for countdown party/ thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Then... Ima gonna be carrying my BAND HERO to church..&lt;br /&gt;Cause after thanksgiving at around 12 midnight..&lt;br /&gt;Going to TON AGAIN, at Ding Xuan's house...&lt;br /&gt;So Band Hero = Entertainment. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;So really looking forward to the end of year...&lt;br /&gt;Also, my results and of course... POLY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And acutally. I was gonna type something here.&lt;br /&gt;But i figured out it would be pointless, so I shall not. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Stood Still. For Long Enough. Going To Move On Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1815347357315236687?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1815347357315236687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1815347357315236687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1815347357315236687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero-christmas.html' title='A Band Hero Christmas.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1962146801148658333</id><published>2009-12-25T00:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:23:26.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY 3</title><content type='html'>Yes. Thats the name of our ' band ' on Band Hero.&lt;br /&gt;Haziq.Asyraf.Yuhin. 3.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I ADMIT. Its not that GODLIKE of a name,&lt;br /&gt;But hey. We were in a hurry to play the game, so NOTHING mattered :)&lt;br /&gt;So finally got band hero today using erm... All of my pay o.0&lt;br /&gt;And then qionged home to play it!!!&lt;br /&gt;And all I can say is (Y). Best.&lt;br /&gt;Its like playing those arcade games.&lt;br /&gt;Just that now there's no stupid insert token crap, or game over crap.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the game's never over!&lt;br /&gt;So really had alota fun today, and Jing Ying came over for a while..&lt;br /&gt;So she played for a while too :o&lt;br /&gt;SEE. NOT EVEN GALS CAN RESIST THE BAND HERO.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOdvlVS7xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/g94hDIBIcNo/s1600-h/P241209_19.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418848217457684242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOdvlVS7xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/g94hDIBIcNo/s400/P241209_19.30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Hero IN SESSION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOemF9yd0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/aTqljYVevk0/s1600-h/P241209_19.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418849153930393410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOemF9yd0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/aTqljYVevk0/s400/P241209_19.31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Vocals - Asyraf. On Drums - Haziq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOfJdarz4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IpQpy9UXp2o/s1600-h/P241209_19.31_%5B02%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418849761521028994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOfJdarz4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IpQpy9UXp2o/s400/P241209_19.31_%5B02%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cant really see it in this picture, but they're REALLY HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf's headbanging and screaming to erm.. Love Story I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Haziq's going crazy with his sticks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we can REALLY PLAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not just beginner difficulty, but within 5 hours, we were playing hard and expert :D ( The 2 hardest settings. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOgPRjebMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GusktygiSk8/s1600-h/P241209_19.31_%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418850960927517890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOgPRjebMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GusktygiSk8/s400/P241209_19.31_%5B03%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Guitar - Someone with a headband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I'll get to keep my perfect eyesight eyeballs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOhX61hC3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cWgj66rsUII/s1600-h/P241209_19.31_%5B04%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418852208959622002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOhX61hC3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/cWgj66rsUII/s400/P241209_19.31_%5B04%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comes with a wammy bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it does the same thing a real wammy bar does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only that you get points for it now :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was christmas eve...&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good day to slack at home, but well, at least I got my buddies and Band Hero xD&lt;br /&gt;I guess... Thats better than doing nothing and staring at the sky in my room alone xD&lt;br /&gt;Thats Emo momo!!&lt;br /&gt;So... Tomorrow's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much's happening,&lt;br /&gt;Just that Granddaddy's coming over and Jia Qi and Jing Ying are probably gonna be coming too.&lt;br /&gt;And I've to stay at home... Cause no reason to go out!!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. More Band Hero then xD&lt;br /&gt;Thats if my nugget wrist stops hurting.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts even to blog...&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised having a christmas tree in your house really brings out a certain atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I just sat in the living room at midnight, on-ed the christmas tree lights, and stared at the preewty flashing lights and the ornaments on the tree that reflected the light.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Its was impossible for me, to not stop to think at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;How maybe Christmas. Could have been spent. In a different manner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Just Have To Make Do. For Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1962146801148658333?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1962146801148658333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hay-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1962146801148658333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1962146801148658333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/hay-3.html' title='HAY 3'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzOdvlVS7xI/AAAAAAAAAL4/g94hDIBIcNo/s72-c/P241209_19.30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1824050731085695683</id><published>2009-12-23T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:28:25.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headbands.</title><content type='html'>Who says guys dont wear headbands??&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO.&lt;br /&gt;Why? No. Not to act gay..&lt;br /&gt;BUT TO KEEP THE FRIGGIN FRINGE ( Which they are not willing to chop off ) FROM POKING THEIR FRIGGIN EYES ( Which is equally important to their fringe... )&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Tried the black headband that my sis bought for me today.&lt;br /&gt;And damn its weird o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI01oO3FJI/AAAAAAAAALg/K-dslQTycOs/s1600-h/Picture0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451397617587346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI01oO3FJI/AAAAAAAAALg/K-dslQTycOs/s400/Picture0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair without headband. ( Or clay for that matter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI1BAG7UyI/AAAAAAAAALo/gPnlyL1d8ro/s1600-h/Picture0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451593005323042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI1BAG7UyI/AAAAAAAAALo/gPnlyL1d8ro/s400/Picture0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHO THE #@&amp;amp;* IS THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Looks weird. But hey. THE FRINGE IS NO LONGER IN CONTACT WITH MAH EYEBALLS. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI1exS8HvI/AAAAAAAAALw/iroNJc52B3M/s1600-h/Picture0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418452104425250546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI1exS8HvI/AAAAAAAAALw/iroNJc52B3M/s400/Picture0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just cause I was being an Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I counted the number of ' Spikes ' on each side of the headband...&lt;br /&gt;Left side- 24&lt;br /&gt;Right side- 22&lt;br /&gt;Top side(?)- 26&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And I did all that while shitting. Yays.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You didnt have to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- End Of Randomlyness -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Hero... Band Hero... Band Hero... Band Hero...&lt;br /&gt;And I'll Be Counting &lt;s&gt;Sheeps&lt;/s&gt; Band Heros To Sleep Tonight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1824050731085695683?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1824050731085695683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/headbands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1824050731085695683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1824050731085695683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/headbands.html' title='Headbands.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzI01oO3FJI/AAAAAAAAALg/K-dslQTycOs/s72-c/Picture0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5503053330509019224</id><published>2009-12-23T18:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:57:32.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Hero. [EDIT]</title><content type='html'>That's what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; gonna get TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friggin&lt;/span&gt; excited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'll be spending like... All of my pay until now to pay for it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its okay! I'll probably play it for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;.. forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today... Went out with..&lt;br /&gt;My SISTER ( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; YA I KNOW ) to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tampines&lt;/span&gt; area to shop shop..&lt;br /&gt;And I know its weird that I'll go out with my 24 year old sister, and even more RARE that I'm happening to be shopping with her...&lt;br /&gt;Cause she needed to buy Christmas gifts, and I just wanted to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;So... She bought a HECK &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOTA&lt;/span&gt; stuff... Like toys for my bro, shirts for dad and granddaddy, stuff to mum, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;. LOTS OF OTHER STUFFS.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... So basically she bought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alota&lt;/span&gt; stuff, and I carried most of em'.&lt;br /&gt;And while carrying all the stuff and walking behind her, I can imagine why everyone looks at me with funny eyes... o.0&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S MY SIS GODDAMMIT NOT MY GIRLFRIEND. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. Lets see MY loot of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;1. 2 Black Headbands ( Cause I cant play BAND HERO or any other game properly with my fringe poking my damn eyes!! )&lt;br /&gt;2. FREE FOOD ( Cause my sis is RICH. )&lt;br /&gt;3. Twisty ( I don't know how to explain this. )&lt;br /&gt;4. Tired legs.&lt;br /&gt;And... Yeah. That's about it o.0&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sad cause I didn't get BAND HERO today..&lt;br /&gt;Pay comes out tomorrow... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So will be going all the way to TM to get band hero tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Before proceeding to SPAM it at home :)&lt;br /&gt;With some other peeps of course...&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to tomorrow &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And... These few days, thanks to everyone who talked to me :)&lt;br /&gt;And encouraged me and showed their concern!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't do without you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA ALL. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MUACKS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And, hope you're having fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzISLArrV_I/AAAAAAAAALY/tXcrLzlyq7I/s1600-h/P231209_18.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418413282051184626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzISLArrV_I/AAAAAAAAALY/tXcrLzlyq7I/s400/P231209_18.28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Twisty.&lt;br /&gt;He's having an identity crisis now, so I don't really know who or what he really is.&lt;br /&gt;All I know, is that he is FUN.&lt;br /&gt;( And no u idiots! Its NOT A REAL WORM ) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This The Season To Be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ebil&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;WA &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; HA HA. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; HA HA!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;( P.S. I Edited This Post Cause I Forget To Use The 'Check Spelling', And Thus Ended Up With A Post Full Of  Spelling Mistakes. Shame On Me :( )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5503053330509019224?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5503053330509019224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5503053330509019224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5503053330509019224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/band-hero.html' title='Band Hero. [EDIT]'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SzISLArrV_I/AAAAAAAAALY/tXcrLzlyq7I/s72-c/P231209_18.28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6527062109749803701</id><published>2009-12-22T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:45:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Another Note...</title><content type='html'>Went out with the guys today to play soccer :o&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I've touched some BALLS, so I went when they invited me :)&lt;br /&gt;So met with Haziq, and then went to the Simei Professional All-Stars Street Soccer Court.&lt;br /&gt;And when we reached Simei, and got down the mrt..&lt;br /&gt;SHINGZ!!&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain -,-&lt;br /&gt;And so we all had to stone at the void deck near the Simei Professional All-Stars Street Soccer Court, for quite a while...&lt;br /&gt;Talked and played void deck soccer ( Old Skool Sia ), much to the dismay of many passing aunties and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;BOOMZ! ( And it became KOKOKRUNCH! )&lt;br /&gt;No. Actually the rain just stopped.&lt;br /&gt;So we played soccer again at the court!!&lt;br /&gt;YAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Until..&lt;br /&gt;SHINGZ!&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain again o.0&lt;br /&gt;So The BOOMZ. And SHINGZ.&lt;br /&gt;Repeated quite alota times...&lt;br /&gt;And we guys were just pissed, so we just... LEFT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So didnt really play much soccer today, but instead went to see games and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;So East Point.. To Tampines Mall... Then To White Sands...&lt;br /&gt;Saw ROCKBAND 1 For 199 with two games... But didnt get it cause.. NOT WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to get Band Hero when I've got enough money instead...&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE IT CAN PLAY GUITAR HERO VAN HALEN AND GUITAR HERO AEROSMITH songs.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me DAMN HAPPY. ( I Guess )&lt;br /&gt;And also, Band Hero has some funny songs...&lt;br /&gt;Here's some examples of songs that i took ( NOT COPE-ED ) from Wiki..&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me. ( WTF. HOLY SHIT!! )&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - Love Story. ( HUH. )&lt;br /&gt;Lily Allen - Take What You Want ( WHY DONT HAVE THE SONG Fuck You? DAMMIT )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Yeah... But there's a couple of mainstream good songs as well...&lt;br /&gt;Actually.. Quite a lot! And I WANT TO PLAY THEM NAOOO.&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;PARACHUTE VA..&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT. ( Go Listen To She Is Love... AND GET EDUCATED IN MUSIC!! )&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Parachute - Back Again. ( I'll be spamming this song once I get my grubby little hands on Band Hero... Or maybe RIGHT NAO. WITH MY GUITAR!! )&lt;br /&gt;Jackson 5 - ABC. ( If you dont know whos the Jackson 5... SHAME ON YOU. MJ WAS FROM THERE! )&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue. ( Although I rather play it on a real guitar... WHAT THE HECK ITS STILL KOOL. )&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy - Sugar' We Going Down. ( Yes. FOB Is GOOD. )&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol - Take Back The City ( Yes. I Kinda Like Snow Patrol. GOT A PROBLEM? )&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved ( Hey. It acutally sounds kinda good. And not to mention sad... )&lt;br /&gt;The All American Reject - Dirty Little Secret ( My Dirty Little Secret... WHO HAS TO KNOW?! )&lt;br /&gt;Evanescence - Bring Me To Life ( I Wanna Play It Nao. Like Really Nao. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what more... YOU CAN PLAY ALL THE PREVIOUS GUITAR HERO SONGS TOO.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;Ima gonna get it real soon.&lt;br /&gt;By this month if possible!!&lt;br /&gt;And sorry Gaylord... THERE'S NO LADY GAGA. ( I Think. )&lt;br /&gt;So gonna have to spend abit.. But hope sis or dad gets interested... And PAYS ABIT!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... So I'll pay less LAWLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess Band Hero will like erm.. Make my house more welcoming!!&lt;br /&gt;Especially for the guys..&lt;br /&gt;Like they said today..&lt;br /&gt;' Eh. Where to go now? '&lt;br /&gt;' Your house ar? Do what? '&lt;br /&gt;' Then your house! But nothing do ar.. '&lt;br /&gt;' EH YOUR HOUSE LAH! But shit like very boring ar.. '&lt;br /&gt;' EH WAIT YUHIN HAVE BAND HERO. LETS GO HIS HOUSE! '&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Just a small step in my plan to TAKE OVER THE WORLD WITH MY BAND HERO!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Classes Starting On Monday..&lt;br /&gt;GANBATTE NE YUHIN-DU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6527062109749803701?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6527062109749803701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-another-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6527062109749803701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6527062109749803701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-another-note.html' title='On Another Note...'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5390981712042003905</id><published>2009-12-22T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:54:57.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>I didnt wanna piss you off, you might think that way,&lt;br /&gt;But I guess. Thats the first and last time, we'll ever really argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We speak in different voices, when fighting with the ones we love"&lt;br /&gt;You're right. But that was cause. I was fighting with one that I love.&lt;br /&gt;I've said things that maybe I've been keeping in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And Im sure you were able to let go of that last remaining steam inside you.&lt;br /&gt;You were right.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to live for.&lt;br /&gt;There's more to life, than just this.&lt;br /&gt;And although it ended this way, I never thought, that I had wasted a minute of my life.&lt;br /&gt;' Its the process, not the ending that really matters. '&lt;br /&gt;I cant really grasp that, but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship was great.&lt;br /&gt;And I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have made changes earlier, but its all too late for that now.&lt;br /&gt;All I wish is that you will be finally set free.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've chosen to let go.&lt;br /&gt;' Cause there's beauty in the breakdown '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thank you for 7 months of fun, in your words.&lt;br /&gt;5% anger.&lt;br /&gt;10% patience.&lt;br /&gt;10% tears, blood and sweat.&lt;br /&gt;20% care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;25% idiocy.&lt;br /&gt;30% words swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;99% feeling.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For you.&lt;br /&gt;For your Love.&lt;br /&gt;For I know you have tried so very hard, in your every effort.&lt;br /&gt;To give me your all and your Love.&lt;br /&gt;' You dont really know whats there, until suddenly, its gone. '&lt;br /&gt;And you've in your own ways, given me your all.&lt;br /&gt;All of your Love.&lt;br /&gt;I was an idiot to overlook that.&lt;br /&gt;Distrusting.&lt;br /&gt;Over-dependent.&lt;br /&gt;Over-reliant.&lt;br /&gt;I know all of my mistakes, and I can even now slowly recount every one.&lt;br /&gt;But I also know to learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;Because I dont deserve the tears of another girl ever again.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of feelings we've invested into this relationship was just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;And you've given your all.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for you.&lt;br /&gt;And even as it comes to an end, I know that we've both benefited from this.&lt;br /&gt;I've matured, and you've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;So our intertwined paths, finally come undone.&lt;br /&gt;And we shall walk to other paths, and intertwine ours with others again.&lt;br /&gt;Because in this journey we'll never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;You'll have your friends, family and maybe a new great guy.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll too, have my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I was the one.&lt;br /&gt;To make you realise, how much to life there is.&lt;br /&gt;That life is short, and we got to live it to our best.&lt;br /&gt;That how important every person around you is, and how you cant do without them.&lt;br /&gt;That how important your friends are, and that you always make time for them.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was the one, who took everything away from you.&lt;br /&gt;Just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess because of that, you'll cherish them more.&lt;br /&gt;Wont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I can think of those memories, and smile. And no longer cry.&lt;br /&gt;I can remember the good times, and the bad times, without tissues.&lt;br /&gt;And I can imagine your future.&lt;br /&gt;A strong, smart, and still-very-pretty Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;Because I think you have experienced enough.&lt;br /&gt;And that from now onwards, you'll no longer be the same.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be better. Stronger.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God, that we have grown in this stage.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I know it was hard for you at times.&lt;br /&gt;But Im sure you've learnt from all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I admit.&lt;br /&gt;I've been crazy and stupid maybe for just one night.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but tears shall flow now.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, in the near future, I can also stop crying so easily xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, trust me for one last time.&lt;br /&gt;When I say Im no longer your burden to carry.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that we can start anew.&lt;br /&gt;As friends, and keep in contact.&lt;br /&gt;It really, hurts me to see that we have to be strangers.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not something to be achieved in a day.&lt;br /&gt;But just to let you know..&lt;br /&gt;I make a really good friend okay!!&lt;br /&gt;Take care, and see you I guess :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And Remember.. Never Cry For Someone That Wont Cry For You!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5390981712042003905?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5390981712042003905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5390981712042003905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5390981712042003905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2419107660482841306</id><published>2009-12-21T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:58:16.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Hey Daphne!</title><content type='html'>Hey Daphne!&lt;br /&gt;    How are things lately? You doing fine? Im surviving I guess :) And as long as Im alive, life cant be that bad right? Anyways.. Im glad we finally got to talk... We both needed to let off the remaining steam I guess... Things will never be the same again, but I hope everything's gonna be better from now onwards! I was an idiot, I know that. And because of that fact, this happened... Im really sorry! You're right, there's a whole life for us to enjoy! I guess the copeland song was right... ' Much too young to be in Love ' But oh well, that hasent stopped us from trying right? HEHE :) You're a strong girl Daphne! Much stronger emotionally than any one I know! So stay strong and happy! The time for tears has gone.. The time for laughter and fun is now :)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll support you in anything that you do! And we're still friends right? So you can call me to stone with you whenever you're bored o.0 I hope that your burden is finally released, and so hold nothing back! I've learnt alot, and its thanks to you :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember to always be that cheerful, LOL and stupid nugget that I am xD So you be that cheerful, funny and prewtty girl always too okay?&lt;br /&gt;Alright, its kinda late... Need to take my dinner now...&lt;br /&gt;And I finally realised...&lt;br /&gt;I make one heck of a friend!&lt;br /&gt;But one hell ( as in bad ) of a boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;Alright mum's really nagging cause I locked the door...&lt;br /&gt;SMS ME SOON OKEH POKEH?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Chan Yuhin&lt;s&gt;du&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I Don't Have The Right To Love Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2419107660482841306?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2419107660482841306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="rK42obtW" 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/&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('rK42obtW')"&gt;The IC No.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im afraid I might never get a chance to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Now my mouth will not do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;My hands will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do. Or not to do.&lt;br /&gt;The decision no longer lies in my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6298330240194127042?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6298330240194127042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-must-be-shitting-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6298330240194127042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6298330240194127042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-must-be-shitting-myself.html' title='I Must Be Shitting Myself.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8996507211179274280</id><published>2009-12-14T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:56:34.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever. [EDIT]</title><content type='html'>Did something in your life, with all your heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that it is right, and that you are doing it right?&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, you realised that you were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;That what you did was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And that because of your selfish actions, you have hurt someone.&lt;br /&gt;Because that's how it is.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I was.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this is how its supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;This is how Love is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;This is how we are supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept tugging. Pulling and tugging.&lt;br /&gt;And forgetting to let go.&lt;br /&gt;And until now, it finally snapped.&lt;br /&gt;It snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that its a clean break, when I still cling onto your shadow.&lt;br /&gt;But now its not a chance i wish for.&lt;br /&gt;Because you need no one else now.&lt;br /&gt;But yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And today, I was wanted to tell you, face to face that it is a clean break.&lt;br /&gt;But you denied me of that.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be brave once, and do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do something for you, one last time.&lt;br /&gt;And above all, I hoped that you would forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Time heals all wounds, but it would still have to depend on how you face the situation. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, talking to people made me realise.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I now fully understand.&lt;br /&gt;Why it came down to this.&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;She can finally breathe.&lt;br /&gt;And she has never felt so rejuvenated before.&lt;br /&gt;For rejuvenation to occur, there must be a downfall before it.&lt;br /&gt;And to know that I've caused it, I feel depressed. But also, elated.&lt;br /&gt;For there is still much, for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;So much more.&lt;br /&gt;Before I am worthy to Love again.&lt;br /&gt;And these mistakes, are more than just a lesson to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' In the start, you learn everything the hard way. '&lt;br /&gt;Never, shall I repeat those mistakes I have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted was to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;To let you know, that you are free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly. Does it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8996507211179274280?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8996507211179274280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8996507211179274280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8996507211179274280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever. [EDIT]'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5626330626994166351</id><published>2009-12-13T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T11:41:27.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/12/09</title><content type='html'>Now i feel no sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no agony.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no misery.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no anger.&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But a urge, to get her back no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;If I choose to sit here and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;Not by my words ever again.&lt;br /&gt;But by my actions.&lt;br /&gt;'Never' you said.&lt;br /&gt;'Never give up' I will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I wont be needing this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Long As You Still Believe In Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5626330626994166351?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5626330626994166351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/131209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5626330626994166351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5626330626994166351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/131209.html' title='13/12/09'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2163208361111172620</id><published>2009-12-13T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:48:49.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Sorry.</title><content type='html'>For Every Selfish Thing I Did.&lt;br /&gt;Not Selfless.&lt;br /&gt;But Selfish.&lt;br /&gt;But Now My Trust Is All With You.&lt;br /&gt;So Hold Nothing Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly. And No Matter Where You Fly To.&lt;br /&gt;I Hope You're Happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2163208361111172620?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2163208361111172620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2163208361111172620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2163208361111172620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html' title='Im Sorry.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8699715733778782345</id><published>2009-12-06T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:38:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Not Me. Its Not You.</title><content type='html'>Its Us.&lt;br /&gt;For two is needed for Love to be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there has been anything that's great that has ever happened in my life,&lt;br /&gt;Its probably God and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because with you I've learnt to truly Love someone with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Not holding back a single bit from you.&lt;br /&gt;With you I've felt that feeling that many call Love.&lt;br /&gt;And oh how true and wonderful it is.&lt;br /&gt;And to sometimes get that feeling, that even if the skies fall right now,&lt;br /&gt;It would be okay, as long as I get to say goodbye to you. ( And of course hello in Heaven. )&lt;br /&gt;And I've learnt how to be brave, and to face up to every problem.&lt;br /&gt;Because running, will help. But not for ever.&lt;br /&gt;And also, to express myself to you.&lt;br /&gt;Because Love, without you expressing it, is really, not Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my Love is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;For no one except God's is.&lt;br /&gt;But it is that imperfection, our imperfection, that makes our Love unique.&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, insecurity and helplessness are part and parcel.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess its because of these mistakes and imperfections, that we can continue to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;That every mistake only teaches us how to Love each other more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were perfect. Without flaws.&lt;br /&gt;Then wouldn't everything be the same for ever?&lt;br /&gt;There would be no improvement, no growth.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be, boring?&lt;br /&gt;Its because of our imperfections that we strive to become better.&lt;br /&gt;That we strive to Love and care for each other more each day.&lt;br /&gt;That we strive to learn from our imperfections and make them less-imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised that our Love is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't.&lt;br /&gt;But it is because that it is imperfect,&lt;br /&gt;That we can constantly make it a bit, less-imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;And that is how our Love is.&lt;br /&gt;Constantly growing, learning and Loving.&lt;br /&gt;And every mistake, every trial,&lt;br /&gt;That passes by, we learn from.&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, our Love will grow day by day, til forever.&lt;br /&gt;Our Love is not just at a boring stalemate.&lt;br /&gt;Our Love is constantly growing,&lt;br /&gt;Constantly learning,&lt;br /&gt;Constantly facing new challenges,&lt;br /&gt;Constantly renewing,&lt;br /&gt;and that is how it is.&lt;br /&gt;And for me,&lt;br /&gt;That, is already perfect enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, our Love grows a little less-imperfect. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8699715733778782345?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8699715733778782345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-me-its-not-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8699715733778782345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8699715733778782345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-me-its-not-you.html' title='Its Not Me. Its Not You.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4367161874188357149</id><published>2009-12-03T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:29:15.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushroom Squared.</title><content type='html'>MOGU MOGU FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Daphne went to my house to hang and chill for abit.&lt;br /&gt;And she had to lug 4 boxes of Gundams to my house, in the hot sun cause I was being a lazy bum...&lt;br /&gt;Shall not happen again!&lt;br /&gt;So we managed to play some PS3, and watch abittt of Cirque du Freak before getting fed up with its shit quality and un-hear-able sound...&lt;br /&gt;So gonna watch it when it comes out in 2010!!&lt;br /&gt;And cause I didnt have much games on my PS3 yet... We got bored soon.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least after we mashed some buttons in Street Fighter 4...&lt;br /&gt;Mash buttons + Crazily spin analog + Randomly pressing direction pad = Win in fighting games. &lt;br /&gt;And it is true to a certain extend. So, very true.&lt;br /&gt;So we laid around and chatted ALOT, and talked about almost everything :D&lt;br /&gt;To make up for the time Daphne was in Aussie of course :D&lt;br /&gt;And Daphne saw a KANGAROO. And A KOALA BEAR.&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO WANNA SEE RAWR RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently the number one killer animal in Aussie, is not lions, tigers, or sharks.&lt;br /&gt;Its KANGAROOS. ( I Think )&lt;br /&gt;They'll kick you and box you with their boxing gloves if you get too close.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And so Daphne bought back my Exia and ZZ from her house :D&lt;br /&gt;Exia STILL looks ultra smexy, and will always be the best Gundam no matter what they say.&lt;br /&gt;Putting on the decals, before getting the base and posing Exia in its full ultra-smexy-and-awesome glory.&lt;br /&gt;All Hail &lt;s&gt;Hitler&lt;/s&gt; Exia.&lt;br /&gt;But ZZ still looks kinda plain and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Way too bulky for my liking I guess... :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So holidays have been OKAY so far, and still wondering what to do for the remaining days until I go poly...&lt;br /&gt;Well... Time will tell I guess... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I've learnt that nothing ever happens. Without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a purpose, and that purpose, is meant for us to find out.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that people suffer for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that people feel unbearable pain for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that people get hurt for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that people bleed themselves for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to believe that our tears are cried, for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've learnt that its the suffering that makes us strong.&lt;br /&gt;The pain that reminds us of how much more we can take.&lt;br /&gt;The hurt that reminds us of the mistakes we have made.&lt;br /&gt;The scars that tell us to never be foolish again.&lt;br /&gt;And the tears, that bring us a new day.&lt;br /&gt;Every trial only makes us stronger, to take on the bigger trials awaiting.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happens without a reason and a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Love is not without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;We have searched far, and ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;For all I want is your Love,&lt;br /&gt;And all you want is Mine.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I would be a fool to think that there would be no waves.&lt;br /&gt;But each trial and each crashing wave, only proved to be our stepping stone.&lt;br /&gt;And with each day, we grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;And we still will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice? How brightly the moon shines once again.&lt;br /&gt;Just, like on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4367161874188357149?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4367161874188357149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mushroom-squared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4367161874188357149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4367161874188357149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/12/mushroom-squared.html' title='Mushroom Squared.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7753330072371341922</id><published>2009-11-25T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:18:05.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One And A Half Week</title><content type='html'>Thats about how long O levels are over for.&lt;br /&gt;And DAMN. It already feels like a month...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find more stuff to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm finally home from the r6 chalet, which was a blast :D&lt;br /&gt;Went really high on the first day..&lt;br /&gt;Jumping on beds, singing, jamming...&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haziq &lt;/span&gt;and I played Obscure: The Aftermath on the psp for... 5 HOURS STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;And completed the whole damned game.&lt;br /&gt;And it was midnight when we started...&lt;br /&gt;But 5 hours is short compared to Monster Hunter addicts i guess... ( 15 hours straight maybe? )&lt;br /&gt;But it was still veh scary/exciting/crazy/fun :D&lt;br /&gt;BBQ the next night, and swam with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;And SOMEONE had to do a forfeit which included taking off his *Ahem*underwear*Ahem* underwater....&lt;br /&gt;But he was really sporting and actually tried to take it off. :D&lt;br /&gt;BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s prolly somewhere in Australia now, having fun too :D&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's fine...&lt;br /&gt;And couldn't reach her in chalet cause my phone DID NOT HAVE ROAMING. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to sms her... But i doubt she got it...&lt;br /&gt;So, now that I'm home, Ima gonna call her!!&lt;br /&gt;Really miss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s voice :(&lt;br /&gt;But a few more days, and she'll be back so hurray! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be thousands of miles apart.&lt;br /&gt;Separated by oceans of in-measurable depths.&lt;br /&gt;But when we gave up into the skies.&lt;br /&gt;It is the same moon, and same stars,&lt;br /&gt;That we set our eyes upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7753330072371341922?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7753330072371341922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-and-half-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7753330072371341922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7753330072371341922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-and-half-week.html' title='One And A Half Week'/><author><name>Daphne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-315027323116257669</id><published>2009-11-11T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:16:03.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunther Von Hagen.</title><content type='html'>He's one weird/crazy/rich/OMG/smart/eccentric dude...&lt;br /&gt;Just google him and you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;But IF you are too lazy to do so... Here's a overview of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He collects dead people.&lt;br /&gt;2. He rips their skin off.&lt;br /&gt;3. He make the stuff inside the skin stay by putting UHU glue. ( Okay maybe not UHU )&lt;br /&gt;4. He exhibits them.&lt;br /&gt;5. He gets RICH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thats a dream job :D&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention he also shows all the intestines, genitals, brains and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;And if you are wondering WHO THE HECK IS SO SICK TO SEE THOSE STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know... Maybe erm... ME??&lt;br /&gt;Although there's no blood or gore...&lt;br /&gt;I think the sight is enough to make me laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Most guys laugh while watching gore movies.&lt;br /&gt;Well. At least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhen Feng&lt;/span&gt; and I do.&lt;br /&gt;Is that weird? :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, finally got the ingredients for Saturday's 1/2 N.A :D&lt;br /&gt;Hurray!!&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dad&lt;/span&gt; finally suggested getting a Wii cause he scared i'll be bored o.0&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe cause I've been hinting to him for THREE NUGGET YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;And I was HELLA sad when Bleach Shattered Blade came out.&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I COULDNT PLAY IT :(&lt;br /&gt;So thats the first damn game ima gonna get!!! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MAH WII NAO. NAO MOTHERF*!&amp;amp;*#1 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Thats what happens when you do not have a console for 3 years, and finally it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its barely a day more!! :D&lt;br /&gt;One more day...&lt;br /&gt;24 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;1440 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;86400 more seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. It seems a really long wait now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single we are able to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;I will not take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Every word that you say to me.&lt;br /&gt;I keep it safe inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Every embrace we share.&lt;br /&gt;I will recall in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Every kiss you give.&lt;br /&gt;I will smile when I recall.&lt;br /&gt;And every 'I Love You' you say.&lt;br /&gt;Reignites the Love inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I can spend with you.&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift, in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-315027323116257669?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/315027323116257669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/gunther-von-hagen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/315027323116257669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/315027323116257669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/gunther-von-hagen.html' title='Gunther Von Hagen.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-9036100995922111998</id><published>2009-11-11T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T02:05:54.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Woke Up.</title><content type='html'>To this really weird dream I was having...&lt;br /&gt;So weird, that I cannot describe it.&lt;br /&gt;And so I decided to blog like.. NAO.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today marks the end of Os.&lt;br /&gt;Not OFFICIALLY, but to me, Chem means nothing..&lt;br /&gt;So, today IS the end...&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! So many things I wanna do... ( I think :o )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that everything will be fine during the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;And not balling or sianz :D&lt;br /&gt;And will go out often with peeps, and with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think I am falling asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I shall continue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'd rather have bad times with you,&lt;br /&gt;                than good times with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                I'd rather be beside you in a storm,&lt;br /&gt;                than safe and warm by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                I'd rather have hard times together,&lt;br /&gt;                than to have it easy apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know. You'd agree with me too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather have you, than the whole world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-9036100995922111998?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/9036100995922111998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-woke-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9036100995922111998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/9036100995922111998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-woke-up.html' title='I Woke Up.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3572446904356594008</id><published>2009-11-07T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:43:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAO</title><content type='html'>Really good to see people finally reviving their blogs after SOOOO long...&lt;br /&gt;And I too, shall start blogging regularly about my boring life :D&lt;br /&gt;Well. Not actually its not boring at all :o&lt;br /&gt;Having the feeling that I should be looking forward to something.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the dates, the outings, the jamming sessions, the hanging out and the chalets.&lt;br /&gt;Its the feeling that I should be looking forward to something at somewhere, sometime.&lt;br /&gt;But there seems to be so many things that I actually DON'T KNOW what to look forward to...&lt;br /&gt;Guess this makes me look forward to it more eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. This is the result of a person studying too much ( not really ) for O levels...&lt;br /&gt;But until the papers are really FINALLY over, I guess we peeps cant really let it ALL go...&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your guard down until the last paper is over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recap Of YESTERDAY. Which happens to be the 7th. HAHA ( Now is 8th already OMG )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s Not-So-Veh Awesome Adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning ( From 1AM? - 5AM ), chatted with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; on MSN for a veh long time :o&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know how, but I survived without being TOO shack...&lt;br /&gt;So since it was already 5, decided to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; to watch My Girlfriend Is An Agent! at Cineleisure. At 10.30, since that was the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;So I packed my soccer gear cause I was supposed to go SOCCER at 2PM, and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;So we reached Cineleisure, and went to Burger King to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;So... We ate breakfast/slept on the chair for around half an hour :o&lt;br /&gt;Finally we managed to finish our breakfast and grab a can of red bull before going up to get tickets.&lt;br /&gt;But we unknowingly went to the 4th storey, and the counters there were not open.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the counters at the 5th storey were open, but we didn't know. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;So we waited outside the counter at the chairs for... ONE HOUR??&lt;br /&gt;And that included ALOTA ranting bout the cinema, dozing off, waking up each other and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And it took a very kind lady to tell us that the 5th storey counters were actually open.&lt;br /&gt;SHINGZ.&lt;br /&gt;So we watched the movie, which turned out to be genuinely funny and good :o&lt;br /&gt;A very good Korean movie I'll say...&lt;br /&gt;Know how to say OI in Korean?&lt;br /&gt;OI! - English&lt;br /&gt;Translation...&lt;br /&gt;YA! - Korean&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT JOKING. BEATS BOOMZ!&lt;br /&gt;So the two sleepy nuggets, watched the movie until 12.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, the movie kinda perked us up...&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;had this urge to play pool, so we went back to Safra to play some good ol' pool.&lt;br /&gt;But as always, the pool parlour was PACKED, so had to settle for snooker instead :o&lt;br /&gt;And we are both noobs, we we were literally pushing balls around the table xD&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timothy&lt;/span&gt; down cause we were balled and he joined in for a while :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timothy&lt;/span&gt; - BOOMZ!&lt;br /&gt;So after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne &lt;/span&gt;and I really BTH, so went home :o&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, I skipped soccer as well xD&lt;br /&gt;And because my phone was outa battery, was unable to contact anyone of the guys...&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY DUDES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember call me go soccer again next time xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owe you guys one!&lt;br /&gt;And continuing... Reached &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s house at around... 4? :o Played guitar, did stuff, slept for a while and was REALLY TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;So at around 9, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to take a rest and sleep for a while before I head home.&lt;br /&gt;So i got a mattress down, and put it on the floor beside &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s bed.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;We fell asleep all the way until the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up for a bit at around 3, and went HOLY CRAP ITS THREE O CLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly called my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;, explained what happened and... Erm.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep xD&lt;br /&gt;So when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; woke up at around 10, she was naturally WTF ITS THE MORNING AND YOU ARE STILL HERE? OMG HAHAHAHAHA!! BEST&lt;br /&gt;Its the reaction you will get when you've slept in some one's house until the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;And until now, its still a mystery why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s parents did not wake us up and tell me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s sis says they thought we were having a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i admit. It DID look like a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I had shirts and stuff in my bag. ( For soccer )&lt;br /&gt;So woke up, got surprised for about half an hour, and then proceeded to eat lunch :o&lt;br /&gt;Did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exia &lt;/span&gt;finally, and managed to finish quite abit of it.&lt;br /&gt;Inner frame done, torso done, head done, weapons done.&lt;br /&gt;Only left some of the armour now :D&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to play with it Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;So, went home early today cause my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grandpapa&lt;/span&gt;'s coming over to makan with Dad's friends :D&lt;br /&gt;And there was a HECK-LOTA food.&lt;br /&gt;Until you are so full, but still have to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's too much left!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's church!!&lt;br /&gt;Brunching with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; before heading over to Church :D&lt;br /&gt;Another day...&lt;br /&gt;Another adventure! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple more days...&lt;br /&gt;A couple more days...&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to past so fast.&lt;br /&gt;But everything seems to have lasted so long.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be so quick.&lt;br /&gt;But everything is just so real.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how short, or long it has been.&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;Because not even forever, is too long for us.&lt;br /&gt;And not even eternity, shall age our Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Days To Impact.&lt;br /&gt;OneAndAHalfN.A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3572446904356594008?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3572446904356594008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3572446904356594008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3572446904356594008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao.html' title='NAO'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3562540693129039981</id><published>2009-11-06T04:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:06:47.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>For no one ever will understand.&lt;br /&gt;And no one will even bother to find out.&lt;br /&gt;For no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;For no one really knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my heart will bleed for no one else.&lt;br /&gt;But you.&lt;br /&gt;Never because of you.&lt;br /&gt;But for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will take that.&lt;br /&gt;And I will plant it back.&lt;br /&gt;And I will tear away all those bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;And I will replace it will good ones.&lt;br /&gt;And I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nurture&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;And I will grow it. Back to its full size.&lt;br /&gt;Because I want all of it.&lt;br /&gt;Every single bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;All, of your Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne, I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3562540693129039981?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3562540693129039981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3562540693129039981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3562540693129039981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2068404284130267924</id><published>2009-11-06T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:24:26.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>As the days of the O levels draws to an end, its finally time for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; brains to get a well deserved break.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least until the start of our new phase next year...&lt;br /&gt;And no O levels, means... LOTS AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOTSA&lt;/span&gt; FUN + EVERYTHING ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure every single sec 4 student that has been taking O levels are really looking forward to the end.&lt;br /&gt;So that after the Os, they can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;partay&lt;/span&gt; like MAD.&lt;br /&gt;And I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; ALREADY in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Partay&lt;/span&gt; mood, even though there's Geog paper 2 left... Went out with Daphne today to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pak&lt;/span&gt; tor :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sushi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tei&lt;/span&gt; to grab out dinner, and then went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gai&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; and shopping :o&lt;br /&gt;Then went to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Canele&lt;/span&gt; place at orchard and tasted the MOST-GAO chocolate cake in the world. ( Probably )&lt;br /&gt;And it was only the size of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;... Your palm maybe? :o Or maybe even smaller than that, if your palm is big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; manage to accomplish the goal of watching a movie, but that can always wait :D&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; already thinking of all the stuff that we can do after Os...&lt;br /&gt;And maybe work on our first big project with Daphne :o&lt;br /&gt;Vent Saviour is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SMEXY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure that after all the partying, and relaxation, the day will come when we will experience stress, beyond that when we were studying for the Os.&lt;br /&gt;The results.&lt;br /&gt;And even though you might get 12 or 21 points, life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Make no time for regrets... Because there's still a path in front of you, for you to take.&lt;br /&gt;Take it as a lesson, and learn from your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Make it, so that you will never have to feel regret.&lt;br /&gt;Because every tomorrow, is a new day.&lt;br /&gt;So stop worrying if you are going to do well, if you are going to fail or if you can get into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And get out there, forget about your regrets, and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months past, and Love continues to fill us.&lt;br /&gt;Showing no signs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wavering&lt;/span&gt; faith.&lt;br /&gt;For its just you and me, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;Times we laughed and times we cried,&lt;br /&gt;Ten times I would fall and eleven times you would pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;Love so amazing,&lt;br /&gt;Love so graceful,&lt;br /&gt;Love so patient,&lt;br /&gt;Love so forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;For you know all my flaws and weaknesses,&lt;br /&gt;But you still Love me the same.&lt;br /&gt;And even though no one might know,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I and you know best.&lt;br /&gt;That nobody and nothing can keep us apart,&lt;br /&gt;That no words would hurt and scar,&lt;br /&gt;That no problems would stay unsolved,&lt;br /&gt;And that no trials would prove too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. What more could you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stronger, and stronger, our Love shall grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2068404284130267924?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2068404284130267924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2068404284130267924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2068404284130267924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/11/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4712415437334197958</id><published>2009-10-23T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:00:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>//Paths//</title><content type='html'>O Levels approaching in... 3 day's time, and even though I cant really say I'm 100% prepared ( Who Is? ), I cant wait for it to just come. And go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these few days had been more serious, studying at school and homes.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, studying with someone always help make studying more enjoyable and fun x many :D&lt;br /&gt;And I really cannot think of much to blog nowadays, maybe cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; so busy studying and no one really remembers how FUN feels like...&lt;br /&gt;So... Lemme recount one incident that happened earlier this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KopiDIAM&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt; some food back, so had to sit down and wait for the food.&lt;br /&gt;So these few ' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt; ' looking peeps walk pass me, and sit at the table in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Then they realised that they only had one chair. And three people.&lt;br /&gt;So they reckoned that three asses are too big for one chair, so they turn towards my table.&lt;br /&gt;My first thought?&lt;br /&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lawls&lt;/span&gt; hes so gonna snatch the chair. ' ( Cant blame me, THOUSANDS of people has done that to me before. )&lt;br /&gt;So I was just planning to let him take the chair and pretend to ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;Then, suddenly he began to open his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;And no. NO VULGARITIES CAME OUT. Stop being so stereotype!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he was more like..&lt;br /&gt;' Excuse me, do you mind if i take this chair? ' With the very polite tone.&lt;br /&gt;And heck. I almost went ' WHAT!??&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. Did you just... like... as... ask me? '&lt;br /&gt;Of course i went ' Sure you could. '&lt;br /&gt;And then, the next person, with i-cant-count-how-many-piercings came up to me and did the same thing with another chair.&lt;br /&gt;And it is today, that I've learnt again, never to judge someone by his looks...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said ' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kias&lt;/span&gt; ' cant have brains, or manners...&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you take a chair from someone else in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kopitiam&lt;/span&gt; or Hawker centre, ASK FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still amazed, by the fact that out of the millions and thousands of people we meet and see, only a few hundred are our friends.&lt;br /&gt;And only a few, are our best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Our buddies and pals, whom we spend all our time with and tell all kinds of stuff to.&lt;br /&gt;And whats more amazing, is that out of these hundred of people, there is only one special one.&lt;br /&gt;Only one that you can truly Love and spend your life with.&lt;br /&gt;The only one you cannot live without.&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; life was a path, then it must be a miracle, for people's paths to meet.&lt;br /&gt;Why not her? Why not him? Why you?&lt;br /&gt;Have you asked yourself that before?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he my friend and not that * points-to-random-girl * girl over there?&lt;br /&gt;Well the answer is, it must be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;For you to meet people and make friends with them, is no coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;So cherish everyone beside you, and don't do it until its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go, and the people you meet, might not be for long.&lt;br /&gt;If every one's paths are intertwined with other people's,&lt;br /&gt;Then I dare say, that my path is tangled with yours.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the millions of people that we meet,&lt;br /&gt;Only you and I, share that special bond.&lt;br /&gt;Only you and I, share that same path.&lt;br /&gt;Only you and I, share that same Love.&lt;br /&gt;And as our paths begin to untangle,&lt;br /&gt;And come undone,&lt;br /&gt;It shall be then that we finally realised,&lt;br /&gt;That our paths have always been right next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;And that soon, my path shall no longer be mine.&lt;br /&gt;And yours shall no longer be yours as well.&lt;br /&gt;Because as time past, that special bond, that special love,&lt;br /&gt;Shall combine our paths together,&lt;br /&gt;As one.&lt;br /&gt;And my path shall be yours,&lt;br /&gt;Your path shall be mine.&lt;br /&gt;It will be our path.&lt;br /&gt;And together we shall walk that path,&lt;br /&gt;With everlasting Love and affection.&lt;br /&gt;And when we come to the end of our path,&lt;br /&gt;We shall be together,&lt;br /&gt;With our hands held tightly,&lt;br /&gt;Our faces smiling joyfully,&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts beating, as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For on this path, is where we shall never be lonely again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4712415437334197958?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4712415437334197958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/paths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4712415437334197958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4712415437334197958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/paths.html' title='//Paths//'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2484740606630333344</id><published>2009-10-14T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:27:47.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm secretly blogging now! Yes... At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s House!&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s REALLYYY tired, cause she have'nt slept a wink since yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;So Ima gonna make use of it to erm. Blog. And of course. Take photos of&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; sleeping xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ax-biPAjswM/StV7shVit3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0JbXuUMXtyQ/s1600-h/Photo+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ax-biPAjswM/StV7shVit3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0JbXuUMXtyQ/s400/Photo+279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392352133639223154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ax-biPAjswM/StV73_JqnCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BqNbSBUK6hA/s1600-h/Photo+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ax-biPAjswM/StV73_JqnCI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BqNbSBUK6hA/s400/Photo+278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392352330621033506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s Sleeping!!! ( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Mrs Bear Bear&lt;/span&gt; looks happy :o )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall get some work done while&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gets a well deserved rest :D&lt;br /&gt;And maybe take this time to go online for a while...&lt;br /&gt;Until next time then :o&lt;br /&gt;( This is just another boring post to ensure my blog dosent die... Until after Os at least :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single trial, every single mistake, every single tear. Only makes our Love stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2484740606630333344?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2484740606630333344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/shhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2484740606630333344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2484740606630333344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/shhhh.html' title='Shhhh!!!'/><author><name>Daphne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ax-biPAjswM/StV7shVit3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0JbXuUMXtyQ/s72-c/Photo+279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8978924155623621115</id><published>2009-10-12T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:43:00.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed?</title><content type='html'>Nahhh. And still far from being stressed! Even as the Os are barely 2 weeks away, I'm still NOT feeling stressed.&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's something really wrong, since I'm not feeling really stressed. Okay, maybe ABIT stressed, but not to the extend that I cant care about another other than studying. AKA the S.Z.S. ( Studying Zombie Syndrome )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so these few days, didn't really study much. I wont say that I have NOT studying at all and played com all the way, but I will also not say that I've been mugging real hard.&lt;br /&gt;And all the house moving stuff made my house IMPOSSIBLE to study. Talk about bad timing!&lt;br /&gt;So instead of being boring, and blabbering about how scared i am for the Os, and how i think ima gonna fail everything... ( Truth is I'm not scared, nor am i going to fail ANYTHING. Except for Chem. Chem sucks. Okay, maybe I suck at Chem... ) I'm going to blog bout some of the more FUN stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did a BB Exia RepairII. Hand painting FTW! Cant wait to get BB Gundam 0, and put those two kawaii nuggets together :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched MOBBIES!! Yes we are good at sidetracking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played Guitar!! No.1 Stress Reliever. Everyone should do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did other stuff! ( Erm. DDR! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Studied ABIT! ( Yes. Still Abit :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. HAD FUN! ( Which most people are lacking greatly now... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so most people plan to mug real hard now, and play REAL hard after Os, but we are just TOO fun.&lt;br /&gt;And thus cannot stop having fun. Even if we KNOW we are not supposed to have fun in this serious and important time... WE CANT HELP IT.&lt;br /&gt;I was NEVER a mugger, and my better grades probably came from being tyco HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But, hope that in the mist of all this fun xD We can study as well! Studying is best when you can have fun while doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, going to study with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; later, at Sengkang library. ( Cause the other libraries are probably FULL )&lt;br /&gt;And I know that today will be another fruitful day! :D No matter if we get to study or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ganbatte to all the muggers! I salute you xD Remember to have fun, don't lose your life, and watch out for the S.Z.S symptoms! ( Which include sending less than 5 smses everyday, and spending less than 5 minutes doing your OWN stuff everyday. )&lt;br /&gt;Last lap. Dash? Jog? Run? Or just pace slowly with someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you, and only you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to do something, is with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;And the best way to spend my days, is with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8978924155623621115?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8978924155623621115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8978924155623621115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8978924155623621115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/10/stressed.html' title='Stressed?'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8162982910885938241</id><published>2009-09-13T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:24:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Just. Posted.</title><content type='html'>Yes. Finally another post to put on my boring-about-to-die blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... This week was a real blast... 9 Gundams in a single week... &lt;br /&gt;Proof that the Os are getting to us... Going crazy even BFORE the Os are over xD&lt;br /&gt;5BBs, 2 MGs, 1 1/100 and a MG ( Exia FTW )...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... So, although had much much fun this week, both of us didnt really get to study much xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you asked me. &lt;br /&gt;If I think that I could have spent my week better, the answer would be a no.&lt;br /&gt;Because, knowing the old, un-motivated and lazy me...&lt;br /&gt;I would probably spend the entire WEEK using the computer, playing lame flash games and burning my time away by sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of spending time with a boring computer. Why not spend it with your Loved one?&lt;br /&gt;And that's what we did this week. And I do not regret a single second of it.&lt;br /&gt;Some may say that I must be an idiot to exchange my studying time for 'pak tor' time.&lt;br /&gt;Then I must be a really really big idiot. Because I would gladly do it.&lt;br /&gt;After all, &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;'s the one that im going to be spending the rest of my life with.&lt;br /&gt;If I dont spend time with her, who else&amp;nbsp;would I spend time with?&lt;br /&gt;Every second spent with your Loved one, is a second well spent. Not only well spent, but best spent.&lt;br /&gt;After all, this long break really gave me a HECK LOTA motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like im ready to qiong for the Os already :D&lt;br /&gt;Having something or someone to study for, is better than studying. For nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation is like energy.&lt;br /&gt;It can neither be created, nor destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;It can, only be passed on.&lt;br /&gt;From one person to another.&lt;br /&gt;From one heart, to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, ganbatte for the Os!&lt;br /&gt;Examinations FTW!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;( Since the word exam always follows with&amp;nbsp;many many :( :( :( s, why not try a :D? Works better! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And every single second I spend with you, is the best way that I could probably spend a second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8162982910885938241?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8162982910885938241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8162982910885938241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8162982910885938241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-posted.html' title='I. Just. Posted.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5461625947156841151</id><published>2009-09-06T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:01:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUNPLA.</title><content type='html'>Wootz. Finally found a website to post posts PROPERLY. Thanks to &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s sister, &lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;draft.blogger.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allows you to finally blog properly in Blogger xD AND PUT COLOUR. Although no teal :( ( Or anything close to teal/cyan. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt; went out with mah family to celebrate mah bro's birthday at compass point before comming to my house to makan dinner with my granddaddy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt; suggested, we went to compass point cause there was this &lt;strong&gt;Gundam Fiesta 2009&lt;/strong&gt;. ( Its the 30th Gundam Anniversary for those who do not know. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And myself, being an epic hardcore Gundam fan, &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt; suggested that we should go. And it was one heck of a fiesta. Even though not as IMBA as the ones in Japan... Its good enough. For Singapore at least. &lt;br /&gt;So we bought a BB Gundam 00 Raiser&amp;nbsp;for my brother's birthday, and a GN-001RE2 for Wayne's birthday. :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was kinda sulking in front of my Dad when we were about to leave, cause I had NO GUNDAM. So my kind brother, Yu Hang, helped me to persuade my Dad to get me one. For my birthday. And of course. I couldnt resist xD So I got myself one too xD Gundam 00 FTW!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Exia is STILL THE BEST NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Daphne came over to my house after shopping and lunch at Compass Point, and we fixed my brother's BB Gundam. I was in charge of assembling it, while &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;, was doing the markering. ( Was the first time&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;dared to try markering on Gundams :o )&amp;nbsp;And it was Daphne's FIRST TRY at a Gundam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she did a great job, and the Gundam ended up looking ULTRA SMEXY. ( Because of the markerings. )&lt;br /&gt;And of course. We took a HECK lota pictures... So.. Let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKToglRfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9wngRoVxbsg/s1600-h/Gundam+1D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKToglRfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9wngRoVxbsg/s320/Gundam+1D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GUNDAM MUSCLE WO&lt;strike&gt;MEN&lt;/strike&gt;MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTx38luCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wRYNwO95urw/s1600-h/Gundam+2Y.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTx38luCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wRYNwO95urw/s320/Gundam+2Y.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Left- BB Gundam. 00 Gundam + 0 Raiser. 00 Raiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right- GN-001RE2 Gundam Exia Repair II.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Top- MINE. Gundam Exia Ignition Mode.&amp;nbsp;( It's GN Drive lights up! LED Lights in Gundams? First time see xD&amp;nbsp;OMG! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTDpY56oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2VbPm7AcLN0/s1600-h/BBG-00+Raiser+-Head.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTDpY56oI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2VbPm7AcLN0/s320/BBG-00+Raiser+-Head.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam Head +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTKFOxUsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/10GyRY4560k/s1600-h/BBG-00+Raiser-Torso.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTKFOxUsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/10GyRY4560k/s320/BBG-00+Raiser-Torso.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam Torso +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTN4WsXrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vkDoQICA820/s1600-h/BBG-OO+Raier-Hands.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTN4WsXrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vkDoQICA820/s320/BBG-OO+Raier-Hands.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam Hands +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTRZmsU-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/RjufF41MZ1E/s1600-h/BBG-00+Raiser-Legs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTRZmsU-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/RjufF41MZ1E/s320/BBG-00+Raiser-Legs.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam Legs =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTVMA2G6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/7IoIziQkSM4/s1600-h/BBG-+00+Gundam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTVMA2G6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/7IoIziQkSM4/s320/BBG-+00+Gundam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTYS0TdrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5cHUWCG-GGU/s1600-h/BBG-00+Gundam+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTYS0TdrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5cHUWCG-GGU/s320/BBG-00+Gundam+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Gundam +&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTb6kCy_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/cYB-f9ucXdA/s1600-h/BBG-0+Raiser.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTb6kCy_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/cYB-f9ucXdA/s320/BBG-0+Raiser.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;0 Raiser =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTfkJu_bI/AAAAAAAAAJs/k_hrlPfkIAo/s1600-h/BBG-00+Raiser+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTfkJu_bI/AAAAAAAAAJs/k_hrlPfkIAo/s320/BBG-00+Raiser+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;00 Raiser!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Looks ULTRA detailed cause of &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;'s hard work!!! ( Every single black line is a proof of her hard work! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to this Gundam, &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt; is DYING to get her own Kawaii BB Gundam :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And also, she's totally into Gundams now!!! Wootz~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PP Aura Level UP!! ( PP- Peer Pressure LAWLS. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTjMxyeVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHISOijLRlc/s1600-h/BBG-00+Raiser+0+Raiser+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKTjMxyeVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHISOijLRlc/s320/BBG-00+Raiser+0+Raiser+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Contrary to popular belief, the 0 Raiser is actually, the 00 Gundam's skateboard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And building Gundams have NEVER been so fun before... Cause Daphne's there with me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And that also reminds me of my previous Gundams, that I've all abandoned in my graveyard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKUPu_HVHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/b8jsmPC1Pig/s1600-h/Gundam+Graveyard.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKUPu_HVHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/b8jsmPC1Pig/s320/Gundam+Graveyard.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That drawer is full of my 'DEAD' Gundams. They cost erm... Maybe around 500 in total? A few MGs, and HGs... &lt;br /&gt;The only reason i keep all those broken Gundams,&amp;nbsp;is to revive my childhood... And remember how fun it was to build Gundams last time... But now... I guess its gonna be even more fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mist of the misleading paths, and winding roads, I am nothing but a lost sheep.&lt;br /&gt;But together, we might be more than just two lost sheeps.&lt;br /&gt;Because together, we might find it.&lt;br /&gt;Together, we might make it out.&lt;br /&gt;Together, we might find the one who we call our Father.&lt;br /&gt;Together, we might become from lost sheeps. To sheeps, of the Shepherd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Together, our Love will last till the end of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5461625947156841151?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5461625947156841151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/09/gunpla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5461625947156841151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5461625947156841151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/09/gunpla.html' title='GUNPLA.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/SqKToglRfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9wngRoVxbsg/s72-c/Gundam+1D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6290648568120437321</id><published>2009-08-25T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:57:05.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>You make me smile like the sun&lt;br /&gt;Fall out of bed, sing like bird&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in my head, spin like a record&lt;br /&gt;Crazy on a Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;You make me dance like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Shine like gold, buzz like a bee&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, you make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile by Uncle Kracker.&lt;br /&gt;It rawks mah socks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks, have been pretty much school, studying, eating, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;For the majority of the class at least... Some of them are really starting to look like Zombies o.0&lt;br /&gt;O Levels are scary!!&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, thank to Daphnne, I'm pretty far from being a Zombie :D&lt;br /&gt;Been going to her house more often nows, as I've decided to place my concubine at her house.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my house is entirely free of distraction! ( Except my computer. Gotta password it! )&lt;br /&gt;And over these few weeks, really gained more insight and skill at the guitar...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Daphne, Craig, Keith and Jing Yang :D &lt;br /&gt;And I love how Daphne and I can just go crazy with the guitar in front of her Mac, and video down all the funny stuff that happens xD&lt;br /&gt;PhotoBooth, IS DAMN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;And even though my parents think that dating might be a distraction to me..&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ. I think Daphne's the only thing motivating me now, or else, I would be totally un-motivated.&lt;br /&gt;And thus have no reason to study hard for the Os...&lt;br /&gt;But even as the Os close by, and the prelims are. Already here, things are really working out fine.&lt;br /&gt;And I can always say, that I'm enjoying every second of my life now.&lt;br /&gt;It is not perfect. No doubt. &lt;br /&gt;But with Daphne, it is prefect enough for me already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to proceed to search for a certain *book* later...&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a good idea as to where it is...&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazingly it is, that your smile still seems so bright to me.&lt;br /&gt;And it will always be.&lt;br /&gt;So never stop smiling, for it is the most simple, yet most effective way. &lt;br /&gt;To show your happiness, and drive all your unhappiness away.&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, for that is what makes my world go round :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I only wish that our every second spent together, will be prolonged by another second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6290648568120437321?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6290648568120437321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6290648568120437321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6290648568120437321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3089411850701567161</id><published>2009-08-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:53:57.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months. Or 3 Years?</title><content type='html'>Now that's a good question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/Dtjp/?action=view&amp;current=scan0002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g231/Dtjp/scan0002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture that Daphne stayed up a few nights to rush out for me :D&lt;br /&gt;The real thing is MUCH nicer.. The scanner took along some of its beauty and colour...&lt;br /&gt;You may say, it's just a mere colouring... But to me, it is everything :D&lt;br /&gt;The best gift, is not money or materialistic things, but gifts, that come from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is a mere piece of paper with a few words on it, it will mean the world.&lt;br /&gt;If it comes, from the bottom of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, that everything you do for me comes from the deepest depths of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I too, want to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;For these wonderful 3 months, which seemed like 3 wonderful years to me.&lt;br /&gt;For letting me hold you,&lt;br /&gt;Letting me confide in you, and you in me.&lt;br /&gt;Letting me Love you, with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that our Love may not be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;But I Love you,&lt;br /&gt;And you Love me.&lt;br /&gt;And that is all we need.&lt;br /&gt;And as everyday passes,&lt;br /&gt;Our Love will grow.&lt;br /&gt;Stronger with every passing storm.&lt;br /&gt;More perfect with every mistake.&lt;br /&gt;And timeless, with every single second we spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one else I could ever hope to Love.&lt;br /&gt;Then to Love you,&lt;br /&gt;You and you only.&lt;br /&gt;The one and only,&lt;br /&gt;Daphne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3089411850701567161?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3089411850701567161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-months-or-3-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3089411850701567161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3089411850701567161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-months-or-3-years.html' title='3 Months. Or 3 Years?'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6340842573784995319</id><published>2009-08-10T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:27:01.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why.</title><content type='html'>Why is a question is I often ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must the world be filled with so much pain and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you experience so much pain and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must the world be so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Why was the world so unfair to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must everything be so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Why must everything be so screwed up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the skies be blue, just once.&lt;br /&gt;Why must the skies always be so dark and overcast.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't all the troubles just wash away with the tears.&lt;br /&gt;Why must all the people say.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just live a day, without any worries.&lt;br /&gt;Why must the words hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't people just understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;Why must every step carry so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the skies be blue for you, just this once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just asking why. Is of no use.&lt;br /&gt;Asking why, and hoping that someone will answer.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stop asking why.&lt;br /&gt;And start asking, how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not why you have suffered.&lt;br /&gt;But how to make you forget the suffering and be joyful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not why your life has been so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;But how to make your life full of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because I Love you.&lt;br /&gt;And for no other reason.&lt;br /&gt;Because all you ever wanted was to be Loved.&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever wanted to do, is to Love you.&lt;br /&gt;I am your family. &lt;br /&gt;And you are my family as well.&lt;br /&gt;And I have not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;The friend, the rock, the Father.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus. God.&lt;br /&gt;He. Is part of our family as well.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;I. And he. &lt;br /&gt;Will be there for you, even of you do not know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith, in Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6340842573784995319?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6340842573784995319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6340842573784995319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6340842573784995319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/why.html' title='Why.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1909698175843299237</id><published>2009-08-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:19:38.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting.</title><content type='html'>With the prelims getting closer and closer, and the pressure getting larger and larger, its no wonder people are acting different.&lt;br /&gt;Classmates getting more and more serious.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, people losing confidence, because they are not prepared for the examinations yet.&lt;br /&gt;But truthfully, who IS prepared?&lt;br /&gt;Not the bulk of us, at least!&lt;br /&gt;But if you think that you cannot do it, that it's all too late.&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of defeat, even before entering the battle, secures your defeat.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that not everyone can get motivated just because of a few words, or some inspirational message.&lt;br /&gt;But I believe that words, are the form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;Our, form of communication, that is strong enough to penetrate the depths of our souls.&lt;br /&gt;And inspire us from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are not good enough. Get better.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are not prepared. Prepare now.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are hopeless. Hang on to hope.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you have already lost the battle. Have faith.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you start now, it would be better than never starting.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone makes decisions,&lt;br /&gt;However its the consequences, that really matter.&lt;br /&gt;And no one wants to regret their actions.&lt;br /&gt;So do your best now, so that you may not regret in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;That you can hold your head high, regardless of the results.&lt;br /&gt;Because you have done your best.&lt;br /&gt;That is what you can tell yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Even if your best was not enough,&lt;br /&gt;Because you can always make, your best, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard for the O's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I know we can do it, together! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as time pasts, my Love for you will never fade.&lt;br /&gt;Because with you,&lt;br /&gt;Love is never bland.&lt;br /&gt;Love is never boring.&lt;br /&gt;Love is never enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;Love is what I've grown dependent to.&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes me the way I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Love is what bonds me, and you, in this world of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes me feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;Love is what you and I have been seeking for.&lt;br /&gt;Love is what I found in you.&lt;br /&gt;And Love is what you found in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And able to see the one I Love.&lt;br /&gt;Able to talk to the one I Love.&lt;br /&gt;Able to eat with the one I Love.&lt;br /&gt;Able to laugh with the one I Love.&lt;br /&gt;Able to cry with the one I Love.&lt;br /&gt;Able to love, the one I Love,&lt;br /&gt;Is something I will never take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my source of happiness,&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be your source of happiness as well.&lt;br /&gt;Your everlasting, source of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Love for you, is everlasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1909698175843299237?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1909698175843299237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/everlasting_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1909698175843299237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1909698175843299237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/everlasting_05.html' title='Everlasting.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-1897478968212575355</id><published>2009-08-03T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:33:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bendy.</title><content type='html'>I could NOT think of a title. So I decided to name this post with the first word I saw.&lt;br /&gt;And what i saw, was Daphne's ruler.&lt;br /&gt;With the word Bendy on it.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the post Bendy was born!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am currently at Daphne's house now, blogging!&lt;br /&gt;Because its impossible to blog at home nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;Haha xD&lt;br /&gt;So we're just preparing to study and stuff, so Daphne told me to blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;Or else my blog will start to rot, burn, and die!!! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish people would be a little more sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;Because everything that you say will affect someone, in some way.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you have a close relationship to that person.&lt;br /&gt;My mum has not really been THAT encouraging to me..&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes the things she say, really hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And how she does not really think, before saying things.&lt;br /&gt;Whether she meant it, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna work out.&lt;br /&gt;You're still small, it's probably not gonna work out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put all your feelings into it, you may get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Are you even serious about it?&lt;br /&gt;Is she even serious about it?&lt;br /&gt;You will argue and problems will rise.&lt;br /&gt;You will not last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is gonna work out, and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea, how you can compare age, and Love. &lt;br /&gt;So you telling me to fool around then? It's either all in, or none in at all.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am. I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. She is. I'm as heck sure.&lt;br /&gt;If we do not argue, it would be a miracle. It's these things that makes us mature, and learn.&lt;br /&gt;We will. Until all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I understand... &lt;br /&gt;You ARE my mum, after all.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess your apology was accepted after all.&lt;br /&gt;You say, because you care.&lt;br /&gt;But I responded. Because I Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-1897478968212575355?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/1897478968212575355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/bendy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1897478968212575355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/1897478968212575355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/bendy.html' title='Bendy.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2616554230769034398</id><published>2009-08-01T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:51:17.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Left My... Heart There.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to blogging, after... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Muneh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;muneh&lt;/span&gt; days...&lt;br /&gt;Because of all the studying, staying back and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. Many people ARE blogging to say how stressful the Os are, and how much they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;qiong&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; for it...&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; NOT gonna blog about some stupid O Level.&lt;br /&gt;Because that's just BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today... Went over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s house to study/slack. Since it is a Friday! :D&lt;br /&gt;So we played guitar... Wiki-ed random stuffs, watch an episode of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; 00 S2 and most importantly...&lt;br /&gt;I lost my virginity.&lt;br /&gt;My facial virginity.&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; decided to put some Egg Shell Mask on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt; face to make it more... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, smooth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tiao&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And it actually KINDA worked... So it was the FIRST time I actually did something like a mask/facial. ( I DO NOT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So we were spamming Japanese game shows on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;, and laughing our asses off at the stuff Japanese people do to entertain themselves.&lt;br /&gt;I admire Japanese oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;They are so bizarre, so funny, so crazy, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;, so stupid and Oh-So-AWE-SOME.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you haven't seen a Japanese game show video before, YOUTUBE IT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;And you shall go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rofl&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, all at the same time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, every time I wake up to a new day, I would feel a sudden gush of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I have something to look forward to every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Be it studying with you,&lt;br /&gt;Playing with you,&lt;br /&gt;Fooling around with you,&lt;br /&gt;Slacking with you,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with you,&lt;br /&gt;Crying with you,&lt;br /&gt;Being crazy with you.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to every single second we spend together, and that's probably why I love my life so, very much now.&lt;br /&gt;Because life would be empty without you, without care, without Love.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I would be thankful of the air that i breathe, that I can live another day, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't think I can live a day in sorrow anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Not with you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you mean everything to me, and you are the one who puts a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, that we will continue in Love's bond, and get stronger with every passing day.&lt;br /&gt;Because I have you.&lt;br /&gt;And you, will always have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's with you...&lt;br /&gt;And your heart, is with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2616554230769034398?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2616554230769034398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-left-my-heart-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2616554230769034398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2616554230769034398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-left-my-heart-there.html' title='I Think I Left My... Heart There.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-946865642825581105</id><published>2009-07-23T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:27:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, blogger is screwed. Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if i'm doing this right, or will it come out right...&lt;br /&gt;Cant Tealify anything :(&lt;br /&gt;But still, must blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Operation.Death.Neeee! proceeded smoothly, and I guess &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;'s was pretty surprised when she saw me standing there, outside her gate, with a board hung around my neck and holding my Ocarina :D&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she was so surprised she went. OMG WTE??&lt;br /&gt;Haha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smile was priceless :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on, I had to pon class for four hours, to take some stupid PISA test.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently i'm one out of a few thousand in Singapore taking the test.&lt;br /&gt;But damn. It was a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;The bulk of us were already like zombies when we went for our break...&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They gave us two booklets. A test and a questionnaire. Pages add up to... Maybe a hundred?&lt;br /&gt;2. We were supposed to do the test paper.&lt;br /&gt;3. We did it. Half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;4. Went for break.&lt;br /&gt;5. Did some more work, and half of the ppl there were asleep already..&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hand in the stuff and go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically its like normal lessons, just that you get to sleep. Without getting scolded.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I WANT 4 HOURS OF MY LIFE BACK. RAWR. I RATHER SPEND IT IN CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... After that, the guys planned their own suprise for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;, and bought her this really nice log cake :D&lt;br /&gt;And also got her this nice pair of teal+while pokka dot shoes...&lt;br /&gt;Really nice and sweet of the guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;And of course Daphne was really happy, as many people wished her happy birthday and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Really glad to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; in such high spirits today... :D&lt;br /&gt;Work hard for the Os too&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Daphne&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile, I would do anything.&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile, I don't mind anything.&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile, I would stay up all night for you.&lt;br /&gt;To see you smile, I would wait forever.&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've seen your smile... I'll never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Because when you smile, I know that you smile from the bottom of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;And its that very smile, that means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your, Smile.&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/5595473806068657791-946865642825581105?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/946865642825581105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/zero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/946865642825581105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/946865642825581105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/zero.html' title='Zero.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3035579737163061148</id><published>2009-07-22T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:33:42.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One.</title><content type='html'>So... Tomorrow's the day.&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Hope everything goes smoothly! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Today, went to makan with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catherine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacinta&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhen Feng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benedict Chong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mathew&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And even though I was not really close to them..&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast to even just have a meal with them.&lt;br /&gt;I swear they are DAMN crazy and fun...&lt;br /&gt;Even though my crazy mode wasn't exactly on and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it was a fun meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat THEW LEH LOH MOH. ( Means F. your mum, in canto o.0 )&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Lay. FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Its the bond that bonds two random strangers together.&lt;br /&gt;Its that simple bond, what makes them, friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who go through thick and thin with you.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who share those wacky moments with you.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who help you when you need help the most.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who are there when you are down.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who stand up for you, and always there to save your ass.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, who truly understand you, and knows you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the millions of people we meet in our lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Only a few thousand out of these millions of people, are our friends.&lt;br /&gt;So do not take friends for granted, as each of them are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the day..&lt;br /&gt;23/07.&lt;br /&gt;The day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; was brought into this world...&lt;br /&gt;And I promise, I'll make that day as sweet, as possible :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Because you are more than just a girlfriend, to me.&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/5595473806068657791-3035579737163061148?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3035579737163061148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3035579737163061148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3035579737163061148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/one.html' title='One.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6053466663011155169</id><published>2009-07-21T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:57:29.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two.</title><content type='html'>Wow. Its really late... And i'm still up, blogging!!!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm really too shack to recall anything...&lt;br /&gt;Except that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; went to crash my house today to erm... Slack xD&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they pon-ed SS remedial class cause the teacher took too long to arrive :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I should really get some sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, no.&lt;br /&gt;Phase 2! O.D.N must be complete on deadline!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If there is anything I can tell you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is that the gift would be really, really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Until you get diabetes!!!&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/5595473806068657791-6053466663011155169?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6053466663011155169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6053466663011155169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6053466663011155169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/two.html' title='Two.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3368466619648581019</id><published>2009-07-20T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:24:49.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three.</title><content type='html'>Gonna post a reallyyy short blog post, before hitting the blankets.&lt;br /&gt;Today's night study was REALLY tiring, maybe cause there was only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; and me...&lt;br /&gt;The Powerpuff Girls unite!! WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So.. Managed to get more work than normal done, and even went inside the classroom to study towards the end..&lt;br /&gt;Basically cause the r6 classroom was NOT LOCKED. ( Apparently the lock of the back door is.. Spoilt? )&lt;br /&gt;So we went in, only to be chased out by Mr Ong soon after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, back at home and feeling REALLY SHACK.&lt;br /&gt;But not yet. Not going to sleep this early...&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; safely tucked in bed... Its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Time... For O.D.N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3368466619648581019?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3368466619648581019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3368466619648581019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3368466619648581019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/three.html' title='Three.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-451951736626272899</id><published>2009-07-19T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:23:06.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four.</title><content type='html'>So.. Today, went to Church, and before that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt; tuition..&lt;br /&gt;And after tuition, went lunch with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And i realized that its damn fun to do homework with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why u say?&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's so lame, that its funny.&lt;br /&gt;So we were just trying to get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Emath&lt;/span&gt; questions done in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, and in the end..&lt;br /&gt;We completed about... 3 questions? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; was just fooling around and stuff, so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; actually study much o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after church... Went to celebrate my Sister's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;Its on the 21&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, but she's not free on that day, so early celebration!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday sister!! ( How old are you again? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. 20+ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;After that... My mum and sis went to shop for cosmetics...&lt;br /&gt;And I was dragged along because my Dad went somewhere else with my bro..&lt;br /&gt;And I went OH-EM-GEE-HOLY-MAMA at the prices of the cosmetics...&lt;br /&gt;And my mum just seemed to get EVERYTHING the woman recommended...&lt;br /&gt;At least they had some 200 dollar voucher or something...&lt;br /&gt;But still not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;So did a little bit more shopping later.. And went home!!&lt;br /&gt;Also, we went to look at some Simmons mattress...&lt;br /&gt;The one they would throw a bowling ball on and the bowling pins on it would be unaffected.&lt;br /&gt;So I saw this mattress that cost... 40k?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. JUST THE MATTRESS.&lt;br /&gt;The frame cost another few k i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess rich people sleep on rich stuff too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; kinda getting addicted to playing 6 Months..&lt;br /&gt;Not only cause its one of the songs I can play fully...&lt;br /&gt;But because I find the lyrics really... Meaningful I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the direction I follow to get home.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like I can't go on, you tell me to go.&lt;br /&gt;And it's like I can't feel a thing without you around.&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind me if I get weak in the knees.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you have that effect on me, you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;6 Months... The gift you have given me.&lt;br /&gt;Because its more than just a song to me.&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/5595473806068657791-451951736626272899?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/451951736626272899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/451951736626272899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/451951736626272899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/four.html' title='Four.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4871252684032340014</id><published>2009-07-18T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:05:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five.</title><content type='html'>So I'm finally back to blogging...&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised it has been REALLY long since I've blogged...&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I've not been having much time these days...&lt;br /&gt;The O Level stress is really starting to hit everyone...&lt;br /&gt;And nowadays, the guys are not going out much as well...&lt;br /&gt;But of course.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not the case with me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that most of the time the guys are going to spend together, will probably be at Night Study...&lt;br /&gt;And even though not everyone can study with 10+ people around you blasting music, it certainly makes everything more fun and enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;Studying can be fun too! With friends of course...&lt;br /&gt;Even though the efficiency rate would go down, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE WANTS TO BE A STUDY FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... I am currently...&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing guitar. 6 Months &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FTW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wiki-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; EVERYTHING about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; 00 ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ZeroZero&lt;/span&gt;. NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; OH-OH )&lt;br /&gt;3. Looking for my pick. ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; playing with my fingers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;4. Resisting the urge to start another episode of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; 00 S2. ( I'LL GET HOOKED AGAIN.. ) 5. And waiting for my dinner!!! ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;, Sis buying Mac back. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how I can manage to multi-task so much.&lt;br /&gt;Now... I just have to add ' Studying really hard ' into my multi-task list...&lt;br /&gt;At least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a start!&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; really been studying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nowadays&lt;/span&gt;, except for Night Study.&lt;br /&gt;In which there is nothing else to do. Except to study.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; whats Night Study is for!!&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ima&lt;/span&gt; gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;qiong&lt;/span&gt; Night Study now, whether I like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't like to study, I have to!&lt;br /&gt;For. The future. Of me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;If you life was without problems,&lt;br /&gt;When you suddenly get hit by a storm,&lt;br /&gt;You will not be able to take it.&lt;br /&gt;And you would capsize.&lt;br /&gt;That is why life is always full of storms and waves and sudden gusts of wind.&lt;br /&gt;Because every single storm we go through,&lt;br /&gt;Makes us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;It prepares us,&lt;br /&gt;For the larger storms, and countless waves that come crashing on us.&lt;br /&gt;The ups and downs of life, is something that everyone has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Because somethings in life are just beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;Because sometimes we just cannot do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if I cannot do anything, there is one thing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;And that is,&lt;br /&gt;To be there for your every single up, and every single down.&lt;br /&gt;To smile and share your joy when you're up.&lt;br /&gt;And, to cry and hug when you're down.&lt;br /&gt;That is what I can do, and that is what I will do.&lt;br /&gt;Because I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to let you go,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there to split your burden.&lt;br /&gt;Because you have been carrying these burden by yourself, for too long.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that its crushing you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to always be there, to smile and to cry with you.&lt;br /&gt;To be there for you, always.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, that every single day, inches us closer...&lt;br /&gt;To our Eternal Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise I made that day.&lt;br /&gt;Remains deep in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4871252684032340014?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4871252684032340014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4871252684032340014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4871252684032340014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/five.html' title='Five.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6701948571125679623</id><published>2009-07-12T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:28:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slopers FTW</title><content type='html'>Yes. Just a few days ago, i got caught for LONG HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;By Mr.Tan, who was like sneaking into every classroom for random spot checks...&lt;br /&gt;So he was like... Wow. Your hair, very long and very nice ar.&lt;br /&gt;So, for my 'Very long and very nice' hair, I was rewarded with a slope, which cost me 5 BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me with my hair now, you know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;MR TAN HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;And Daphne told me, how people with slopes, are called &lt;strong&gt;SLOPERS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And people without slopes, are called... &lt;strong&gt;LAYER-ERS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And since i have a slope, and layering, ima &lt;strong&gt;LAYERED SLOPER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FAIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Yesterday went out with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cause we both needed to get stationary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical day in class.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh Daphne. Can lend me pen?&lt;br /&gt;Daph : * Lends *&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh Daphne. Can lend me correction tape?&lt;br /&gt;Daph : * Lends *&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh Daphne. Can lend me pencil?&lt;br /&gt;Daph : * Lends *&lt;br /&gt;Me : Eh Daphne. Can lend me eraser?&lt;br /&gt;Daph : * Lends * Eh your pencil box so big inside nothing one ar!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm... I hab pink highlighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... So u get the idea. xD&lt;br /&gt;So we shopped, and bought quite alota stuff... Alota pen refills too :o&lt;br /&gt;So... After spending many many muneh on stationary, we headed to CineLeisure&lt;br /&gt;to catch Threads Of Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we saw the trailer, and both went,&lt;br /&gt;' I'm so gonna watch that. '&lt;br /&gt;So it was this really kuhl Japanese love movie...&lt;br /&gt;Was real touching at some parts... xD&lt;br /&gt;But.... Bad thing was that it had a cliffhanger ending...&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was going. ' WHY. WHY CLIFFHANGER. '&lt;br /&gt;But I guess this makes us look forward to the sequel!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Which we are going to catch for SURE.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And I loveeeddd one of the quotes from the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you,&lt;br /&gt;Good is Great,&lt;br /&gt;and Bad is Bearable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really meaningful quote xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... We finally went kite flying at Punggol after the movie...&lt;br /&gt;And it was kinda fail... Cause the field was REALLY MUDDY.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, there was no wind...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe abittt of wind, but not enough to really fly a kite...&lt;br /&gt;But at least it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Cause even if we crap around, its still fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we crapped around all the way til I sent her home...&lt;br /&gt;I guess its the little things that we do together, that makes us so close.. :D&lt;br /&gt;And I really think... That we've matured over time.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, grew closer to each other as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;And apparently my dad thinks we've been together for real long, cause we seem really close to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with you, has been the best thing to ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;Because this is more than just a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;It is a bond between us.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;It is what bonds us together.&lt;br /&gt;It is what makes us so close.&lt;br /&gt;It is what we both need so much.&lt;br /&gt;It is what we live for.&lt;br /&gt;And to Love you, is my eternal promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;Approx. 6 hours to impact. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6701948571125679623?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6701948571125679623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/slopers-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6701948571125679623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6701948571125679623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/slopers-ftw.html' title='Slopers FTW'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5921612551690673985</id><published>2009-07-08T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:15:25.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dom. Dom. 123. We Are. Kuishinbo.</title><content type='html'>So.. Monday, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came over to my house to guitar...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I got the chords stuff better, after she taught me the 2 magical chords thingy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And so... We also did alota other random stuff, like go shopping for a kite.&lt;br /&gt;Because I promised her that we would fly a kite someday :D&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't flew one in very, very long... Hope I still have my father's teachings in my head..&lt;br /&gt;Because my &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;, happens to ROCK at kite flying and stuff, and taught me how to fly a kite..&lt;br /&gt;So.. The next windy day in Punggol, shall be KITE FLYING DAY! Yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... Went to Kuishinbo to dinner with my relatives and family..&lt;br /&gt;And it was my sister who treated us!!&lt;br /&gt;Cause she owes our family a meal HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I sense many, many more meals coming from her... Hehs&lt;br /&gt;So, every 30 minutes or so, there would be this special food up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;But it only lasts for a while, so the typical/kiasu Singaporeans, would QIONG when they hear the bell, signaling the arrival of the special food.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was very kehpo, and went to see the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw:&lt;br /&gt;1. People queuing up eagerly for food.&lt;br /&gt;2. People queuing up for food.&lt;br /&gt;3. People who have food in their mouths, while queuing.&lt;br /&gt;4. People who are chewing on food, whole queuing.&lt;br /&gt;5. People who look like they are gonna explode from too much eating, but still queuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are KIASU. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... But of course the food there was nouse.&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed myself til I had to crawl out of the restaurant later... Almost had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sorry girls,&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never find that perfect guy,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows when you change your conditioner,&lt;br /&gt;Or when you've cut 6 inches of your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some extract from a girl mag I saw...&lt;br /&gt;And girl mags, are not, exactly THAT right.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you was all I had ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer want to just stare.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you tight.&lt;br /&gt;I want to embrace you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to Love you, for now and for ever.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, you feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5921612551690673985?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5921612551690673985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/dom-dom-123-we-are-kuishinbo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5921612551690673985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5921612551690673985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/dom-dom-123-we-are-kuishinbo.html' title='Dom. Dom. 123. We Are. Kuishinbo.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7157803486239017871</id><published>2009-07-05T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:16:11.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIVED!!</title><content type='html'>Edited- Teal-ed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYS!&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to blogging after.. Erm.. 126728419 Minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Had been REALLY busy the past few days, spending time with my relatives that came over from Hong Kong.. ( See &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog :o )&lt;br /&gt;And so Iam finally back at home sweet home, posting a real short blog post to cover the gap. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cousin bought his entire Wii from HK, including four Wii-motes and all the jumbo mambo stuff...&lt;br /&gt;So im really spamming it in my free time xD&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how busy, I still managed to spend ALOTA time with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Cause she was basically at my family chalet as well...&lt;br /&gt;And there was LESS bastard-ing from my Dad then expected...&lt;br /&gt;Have to give me abittt of face infront of relatives.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Although he still DID bastard us... But, thats expected o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop us,&lt;br /&gt;From loving each other.&lt;br /&gt;Because everytime we stare into each other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;We believe.&lt;br /&gt;That we will make it.&lt;br /&gt;That this will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;That our Love is stronger than anything.&lt;br /&gt;That we will be able to hold each other, til the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because we believe,&lt;br /&gt;We can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7157803486239017871?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7157803486239017871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/revived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7157803486239017871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7157803486239017871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/07/revived.html' title='REVIVED!!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-3852652599019937333</id><published>2009-06-30T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:55:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Heart. You.</title><content type='html'>I just really felt like blogging..&lt;br /&gt;Even though its really late, and I need to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I need to sleep, but I don't think I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll be thinking of your words..&lt;br /&gt;Your words seem to touch me, deep within this little heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Being paranoid, being over-sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really ask myself, Why. Why Yuhin. Why are you thinking like that?&lt;br /&gt;But I guess,&lt;br /&gt;That after today, I can finally stop being that way.&lt;br /&gt;Because my life is so perfect now.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there are some hiccups here and there, but its perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Its perfect, in its own way.&lt;br /&gt;Its perfect, with you.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am yours, and you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I really don't care about anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;And whatever is your problem, is mine too.&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby, you're mine and I'm all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As simple as it may seem.&lt;br /&gt;As simple it may be.&lt;br /&gt;I know that its from the bottom of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are the full to my empty.&lt;br /&gt;Because you tore the wall down.&lt;br /&gt;Because you took me and embraced me.&lt;br /&gt;Because you Love me.&lt;br /&gt;And I Love you too.&lt;br /&gt;And all those things that happened, only made our Love stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Your every word, I will tuck safely into the depths of my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-3852652599019937333?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/3852652599019937333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3852652599019937333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/3852652599019937333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-you.html' title='I. Heart. You.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4414896565848898820</id><published>2009-06-29T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:41:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love how you Love me.</title><content type='html'>Had not blogged in days...&lt;br /&gt;Returned back from church camp, and was too tired to do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was fun and i really learnt a lot from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. On with my extremely short blog post, to fill up the gap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone, is simple.&lt;br /&gt;It starts with a simple I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;With Love, the foundation is set.&lt;br /&gt;With care, it grows.&lt;br /&gt;With trust, it blooms.&lt;br /&gt;With understanding, it bears fruits.&lt;br /&gt;With sacrifice, it is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you has been an unbelievable thing.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you get when someone stares you in the eyes and right through to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;That you have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;But everything to gain.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you do not have to hide anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you can talk to each other about anything.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that you will always have a shoulder to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;And a sleeve to wipe your tears on.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that there's only you, and me, and nobody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I've never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can call Love, a feeling as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4414896565848898820?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4414896565848898820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-how-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4414896565848898820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4414896565848898820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-how-you-love-me.html' title='Love how you Love me.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6967797635655672377</id><published>2009-06-26T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:30:06.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To be posted on 26 June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Message to Daphneeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Im probably in Malaysia now... And thinking of you xD&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how your smile always puts one on mine too..&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I will smile, for no apparent reason, is because you are smiling as well...&lt;br /&gt;And I shall always be at your side... Because I never want to miss your every smile.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna always be there, to make your smile as well.&lt;br /&gt;They might say that our relationship wont last long.&lt;br /&gt;But I believe that this is different.&lt;br /&gt;Because we truly love each other, that, is the difference.&lt;br /&gt;And it makes ALL the difference in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Because I Love You. And You Love Me.&lt;br /&gt;That is how simple Love is.&lt;br /&gt;That is what you have taught me.&lt;br /&gt;Love You Honey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your one and only, Yuhin &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurray... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more day before I return to home sweet home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And although I reckon I would be quite busy in Malaysia, I know I'll still miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its okay, I'll just have to think of how much I can see her after the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurray!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll STILL be chewing on my LEGAL gum in Malaysia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm, yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda like gum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially bubble gum!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*POP* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Inserted by Daphne]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuhin is one mushy piece of nugget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6967797635655672377?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6967797635655672377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6967797635655672377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6967797635655672377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-you.html' title='MISS YOU!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-721437667273268805</id><published>2009-06-25T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:26:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M_S_ Y_U!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To be posted on 25 June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Message to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Daphneeee&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the reason why I was so excited to go home... Cause i suddenly thought of adding this... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know... That even though we've been together for just a while, it was the best days of my life. Without you... My life could be so much less fun, so much less loving, and so much more empty... You brought life, into my life. I just want you to know that you mean everything to me. Everything. And because of you, i can proudly tell everyone, that I am finally living my life. Because what would life be, without Love?&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Honey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your one and only, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yuhin&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;3&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;Okay, if you can see this post, Hurray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I am currently NOT in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in &lt;&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;So if you are seeing this, it probably means that the plan worked!&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. I drafted this and asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to post it for me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be returning to Singapore by... Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be chewing my LEGAL chewing gum, if you ever need me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring the life, into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-721437667273268805?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/721437667273268805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/ms-yu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/721437667273268805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/721437667273268805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/ms-yu.html' title='M_S_ Y_U!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2061850634836288836</id><published>2009-06-23T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:58:55.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank. You.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I would like to thank my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;For giving us a good laugh today.&lt;br /&gt;A REAL good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;But that is how I am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted by how low some can stoop.&lt;br /&gt;As if tormenting her with thoughts of the past isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;He has to scare her guts out by making use of a weakness he already knew of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for you, I have two words.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Its not Fuck You.&lt;br /&gt;Its.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are confused, yes.&lt;br /&gt;It is sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all that shit just now.&lt;br /&gt;But i really.&lt;br /&gt;Hate that.&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand by and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I will not watch my Loved one cry.&lt;br /&gt;For. No. Apparent. Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I definitely do not think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Asking your 'friend' for help and giving her a website&lt;br /&gt;2. Scare the shit out of her and making her cry, as the website shows some ghost face with lots of screaming.&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughing&lt;br /&gt;4. ' Apologising ' even though he knows she cant tahan that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is funny.&lt;br /&gt;Because if you think that is funny, please attempt that on your other girlfriends now.&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that the result, will be entirely different.&lt;br /&gt;So once again, Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's sarcasm as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think Love is something you can joke around with.&lt;br /&gt;That Love is just about all that lovey-dovey and kissing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;If you think Love is something you can screw around with, then think again.&lt;br /&gt;Because Love. Is protective.&lt;br /&gt;Love. Is strong.&lt;br /&gt;Love. Can tide through all things.&lt;br /&gt;Think twice, before challenging Love.&lt;br /&gt;These may just be words.&lt;br /&gt;But they are the words we live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Is the word we live by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2061850634836288836?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2061850634836288836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2061850634836288836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2061850634836288836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank. You.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7853200583778009016</id><published>2009-06-21T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:22:46.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Dance Revolution. X!</title><content type='html'>The name of our new hobby... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Being spamming it quite lately together with Daphne...&lt;br /&gt;Hope we can put a halt to it, so that we can concentrate more on studying..&lt;br /&gt;It IS our O Levels this year...&lt;br /&gt;So Ganbatte everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Went&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gai gai with Daphne today..&lt;br /&gt;Went around town as Daphne took me to places that i never knew existed...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am very, very malu.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't go shopping much, so I am pretty much oblivious to all the malls around town o.0&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis, and saw this IMBA LITTLE NUGGET ( Little Kid ) pwning the DDR machine at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;I almost puked.&lt;br /&gt;Out of amazement.&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT know how that can happen...&lt;br /&gt;But I just felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He was REALLY good :D&lt;br /&gt;So kudos to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked around for a while more...&lt;br /&gt;Went into some anime shop for quite long.. ( 2 Otakus in a anime shop? OF COURSE )&lt;br /&gt;And saw this veh Kawaii cap, which we didn't get in the end, because we were kinda broke o.0&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to Tampines, to erm.&lt;br /&gt;Play DDR xD&lt;br /&gt;We're not exactly imba or godlike, but we're good.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope it stays that way, cause we were supposed to lay off DDR for a while.&lt;br /&gt;So that we can concentrate on studying for the meanwhile!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have dinner with Daphne's family after DDR-ing, at T1.&lt;br /&gt;They came back for more when they realised that the BBQ chicken was actually nice.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The words on the wall which I saw when eating at BBQ Chicken at T1.&lt;br /&gt;And the food was not bad as well :D&lt;br /&gt;Ended up playing games with Wayne and Daphne..&lt;br /&gt;Doing childish stuff like sucking ice cubes with a straw, and see who could keep it there for the longest time...&lt;br /&gt;And Wayne CHEATED halfway by smacking me, which made me cough and drop the ice cube I was sucking on.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. CHEATER.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we dragged Wayne to DDR after dinner..&lt;br /&gt;Just cause we felt like it xD&lt;br /&gt;Daphne was holding his right hand and I was holding his left hand.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS DAMN FUNNY I SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;People were staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;' What are those 3 siblings doing? ' They must have thought...&lt;br /&gt;So... Wayne actually DOSENT suck at DDR, and managed to pass a 4 feet song :o&lt;br /&gt;On his... First try i think?&lt;br /&gt;Only a matter of time before he gets really good!&lt;br /&gt;If he spams it! ( As much as we do now... )&lt;br /&gt;So hanged out with Daphne's family for a while more, before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;Real fun day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. At least until we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, at church, I saw my Dad at around the entrance. I was with Brian, cause we came back together from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Dad saw us, and said,&lt;br /&gt;Why you two not sms-ing? Today sunday leh! Best time to sms! Quick! Sms!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get him at first, but then i reaslied he was actually trying to Bastard us.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were both attached. And my dear Dad was Bastard-ing us, telling us to sms our girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And Brian couldnt stop laughing after that. o.0&lt;br /&gt;EPIC. WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after church, went to the airport with my family at around 6, cause my sister was returning from her Taiwan holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And holiday, means GIFTS.&lt;br /&gt;Wootz.&lt;br /&gt;And she treated us all to Crystal Jade Shanghai something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Apparently, its supposed to be better than your normal Crystal Jade Restaurant, and there's only one shop located at Terminal 3...&lt;br /&gt;It was okay okay.. Never really liked Chinese cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;So after that, my brother went on board the pushing-trolley-thingy and sat on it.&lt;br /&gt;My dear Dad, decided it would be fun to bastard him..&lt;br /&gt;So... He drove the thingy around at HIGH SPEED, and towards a PILLAR.&lt;br /&gt;My brother was already screaming at the top of his lungs, in some high pitched voice o.0&lt;br /&gt;And of course, my Dad stopped the trolley directly before hitting the pillar,&lt;br /&gt;Preventing the death of my brother...&lt;br /&gt;EPIC. WIN.&lt;br /&gt;And my brother is only like... 8 YEARS OLD.&lt;br /&gt;HE COULD HAVE GOTTEN A FRIGGIN HEART ATTACK.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I did nothing more other than laugh at him getting prawned by my Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this.&lt;br /&gt;I will hold your hand tight.&lt;br /&gt;And never let go.&lt;br /&gt;Because Love,&lt;br /&gt;Will see us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alone?&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&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/5595473806068657791-7853200583778009016?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7853200583778009016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-dance-revolution-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7853200583778009016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7853200583778009016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-dance-revolution-x.html' title='Dance Dance Revolution. X!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5190093950194745</id><published>2009-06-20T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:00:04.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think Love is?&lt;br /&gt;Is is merely a tool?&lt;br /&gt;One to attract people of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;A mere word thrown around,&lt;br /&gt;As false comfort to your partner?&lt;br /&gt;The word that is right next to lust and sex?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love nothing, but a game?&lt;br /&gt;Something that you enjoy and have fun with for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then abandon at a corner?&lt;br /&gt;And when you're bored once again,&lt;br /&gt;You just play around with it, hoping to get a little more fun out of it?&lt;br /&gt;And finally, when you are sick and tired of it,&lt;br /&gt;Throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;Treat it like trash, and trample upon it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think Love is just a game, comfort food for the weak and hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Then you are not human.&lt;br /&gt;I dare say that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who does not take Love seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Is not fit. To be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it take for one to feel Love?&lt;br /&gt;The suffering she has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel Love.&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping, to feel Love.&lt;br /&gt;The tears she had to shed.&lt;br /&gt;The tears, she had to dry, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Just, for Love.&lt;br /&gt;How hard she tries.&lt;br /&gt;And how hard, she falls.&lt;br /&gt;Just because,&lt;br /&gt;She wants to feel Loved.&lt;br /&gt;Because she wants nothing else but to be Loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please. Be careful.&lt;br /&gt;With your every, single, word.&lt;br /&gt;Because until you have the real, clear view of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Words, can kill.&lt;br /&gt;They do not hurt you physically, but mentally.&lt;br /&gt;They kill you from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;They crush you and make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;And laugh at you, as you weep in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tears of joy are the only ones I am going to cry now.&lt;br /&gt;For I know, that no matter what they say.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can break us apart.&lt;br /&gt;The words will hurt, but it will not break us.&lt;br /&gt;For nothing, can take away that smile away from us.&lt;br /&gt;Not even the cruelest of comments, can hope to shatter us.&lt;br /&gt;That's, how strong Love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If somehow, you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Then I beg of you.&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;Try to seek out, the real truth.&lt;br /&gt;Because even if no one can stop you.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the guilt will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Love truly means? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5190093950194745?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5190093950194745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5190093950194745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5190093950194745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6357653535583451021</id><published>2009-06-19T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:09:49.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT? NO TUITON? WOOTZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wootz. Back to my blog once again...&lt;br /&gt;Shall start of with today's very eventful day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s house at around 10.30 to do homework. ( YES. ACTUALLY DO HOMEWORK OKAY. )&lt;br /&gt;And guitar for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Slack at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s house.&lt;br /&gt;Reach around 3, send Daphne to tuition at Tam-Pines.&lt;br /&gt;Shop at Tampines for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Fetch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and go back to her house to maybe guitar a while moar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... Just as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; changed, and we were ready to depart for the tutor's house...&lt;br /&gt;The tutor sms-ed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, saying that tuition is cancelled, because he has a fever.&lt;br /&gt;H1N1 FTW. ( Choy. Choy. Get well soon Mr. Chia! )&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was SO happy, that she was going ' YES. YES. YES. YES '&lt;br /&gt;While dancing around the living room.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Around the living room.&lt;br /&gt;So we both had a good laugh, and talked bout how LUCKY we were...&lt;br /&gt;And we basically saved 2 hours of travelling time, and 2 hours of tuition time.&lt;br /&gt;So 4 hours added to our time together!&lt;br /&gt;Yays!&lt;br /&gt;Once again H1N1 FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did ALOTA crap.&lt;br /&gt;Too much crap to be mentioned..&lt;br /&gt;And one of the more mentionable crap, is the singing/spamming of...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance with you.&lt;br /&gt;Its basically stuck in my head, and no doubt, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head too o.0&lt;br /&gt;But it IS a nice song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did ALOTA more random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Like how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told me to wear a headband.&lt;br /&gt;And then later, a bow tie.&lt;br /&gt;And then some... Headband with CAT EARS on it...&lt;br /&gt;Wootz.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Boy o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;br /&gt;I finally knew how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; felt when eating at my house, with my entire family.&lt;br /&gt;Because today, the same thing happened to me :o&lt;br /&gt;There were... 8 Chairs.&lt;br /&gt;And all of them were filled.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i felt abittt pai seh,&lt;br /&gt;It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if i was part of the family!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Insert random stuffs that we did here -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically we did ALOTA random/stoop!/lame/&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;/OMG stuff together...&lt;br /&gt;And i realised today.&lt;br /&gt;That i suck.&lt;br /&gt;Real Bad.&lt;br /&gt;At Hei Bai Peh. ( The pointing game. Whatever you call it o.0 )&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i left &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s house at around... 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Which means.&lt;br /&gt;We spent an entire 12 hours with each other todae :D&lt;br /&gt;And i Loved every single second of it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348727275807116082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/Sjp_HlrtCzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6lPVv2-T1M8/s320/P180609_20.38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus pic!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Boy HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Do not ask me why. I look like some bartender of a maid cafe. ( Those in Japan :o )&lt;br /&gt;ASK &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;DAPHNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say, that the one that loves the least.&lt;br /&gt;Controls the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;Totally disagree.&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;There will be no need to control each other.&lt;br /&gt;A relationship is not about controlling your Loved one.&lt;br /&gt;It is about Loving them.&lt;br /&gt;Because when you truly love her.&lt;br /&gt;And she truly loves you.&lt;br /&gt;There will be no need to control.&lt;br /&gt;Because Love,&lt;br /&gt;Will be in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;More than just a word.&lt;br /&gt;Because those four letters,&lt;br /&gt;Carry the very purpose of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6357653535583451021?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6357653535583451021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-no-tuiton-wootz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6357653535583451021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6357653535583451021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-no-tuiton-wootz.html' title='WHAT? NO TUITON? WOOTZ'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q07ACoZg-Z0/Sjp_HlrtCzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6lPVv2-T1M8/s72-c/P180609_20.38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-242964046325196242</id><published>2009-06-18T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:50:51.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGNS.</title><content type='html'>Here comes a extremely short post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave me this link to a video..&lt;br /&gt;He just said it was DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;So i went to see it...&lt;br /&gt;Title of the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGNS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy0HNWto0UY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy0HNWto0UY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i watched it... And we thought it was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kuhl&lt;/span&gt; :o&lt;br /&gt;Its really inspirational and motivating!&lt;br /&gt;So kudos to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for another great find :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances, are after all, chances.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we don't even get second chances.&lt;br /&gt;So when the chance comes, take it.&lt;br /&gt;Give it your all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you fail,&lt;br /&gt;You shall not regret.&lt;br /&gt;Because you miss,&lt;br /&gt;100% of the chances you do not take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was watching you first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-242964046325196242?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/242964046325196242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/signs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/242964046325196242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/242964046325196242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/signs.html' title='SIGNS.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7737016653647363268</id><published>2009-06-17T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:03:27.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Smile...</title><content type='html'>And I Can't Sing..&lt;br /&gt;Without You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Finally back to blogging after erm... 3 days??&lt;br /&gt;So yays. Shall start with... Today maybe?? o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crashed my house again today, with me being late to meet up with her. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I have gotta stop this habit of being late.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if its someone i care about o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Did the usual stuff... Slacked, Pwn'ed my bro and ultimately got Pwn'ed back by my mum, who went erm...&lt;br /&gt;Gossiping about me and kinda ' nagging ' at us HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But of course... ALL MUMS ARE LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;If they don't care, they won't even bother to nag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we practiced DDR in front of the computer for a while... ( Yes. We search for the song on Youtube. And play it in front of the com itself. )&lt;br /&gt;Before setting off to White Sands to challenge the mighty DDR machine.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, we emerged the only people who could actually play the DDR machine, without destroying or losing the game in stage 1.&lt;br /&gt;So Yays!&lt;br /&gt;We ARE getting better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFRONOVA WOOTZ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. After that, we really could NOT decide where to dinner, so we randomly chose contacts in my phone to call.&lt;br /&gt;That lucky fella will be FORCED to give us an answer.&lt;br /&gt;We got &lt;strong&gt;DAD&lt;/strong&gt; twice, and calling &lt;strong&gt;DAD&lt;/strong&gt; for suggestions would just be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So... We called our trusty &lt;strong&gt;Powerpuff girl&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bubbles&lt;/strong&gt;! AKA &lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But failed cause all the places he suggested were kinda far xD&lt;br /&gt;So we just decided to eat at KFC. At White Sands.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So.. After that, went to crash &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s house! For a while...&lt;br /&gt;We were spamming old songs, like the classic ' &lt;strong&gt;Cant Smile Without You&lt;/strong&gt; '. ( Which is still stuck in my head... )&lt;br /&gt;And we were singing along... And erm... Dancing around the room? o.0&lt;br /&gt;Practicing for prom maybe? xD&lt;br /&gt;But i just realised that i think i know more &lt;strong&gt;OLD LOVE SONGS&lt;/strong&gt;, than current songs...&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, but i just heard those songs somewhere, somehow...&lt;br /&gt;But of course, classics will always be classics. And ima loving the classics! ( No matter how cheesy or mushy it is... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't smile without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't laugh and I can't sing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding it hard to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;You see I feel sad when you're sad.&lt;br /&gt;I feel glad when you're glad.&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you do not smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My smile loses it's entire purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7737016653647363268?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7737016653647363268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7737016653647363268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7737016653647363268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-smile.html' title='I Can&apos;t Smile...'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6134827563965641717</id><published>2009-06-14T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:33:56.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N.M.D</title><content type='html'>If you are wondering... It stands for Nuclear Month-Day. Cleverly named after a certain monday... When a certain bomb exploded, leading to a chain of certain events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Went out with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today to celebrate and went to E-Hub! to watch mobie.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that BLOOD was actually M18, and that there was no chance of us sneaking in, we went with Ghosts Of Girlfriend's Past.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow i felt it was the BEST movie i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause it was with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And maybe cause it was VERY matching to today...&lt;br /&gt;So yays. 10 bucks well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. DDR-ed, after that...&lt;br /&gt;And showed off SOME skills off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s cousin..&lt;br /&gt;He and his friends were CLAPPING after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finished her song :o&lt;br /&gt;And yes... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphneeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is getting good at it.&lt;br /&gt;But.. So am i! Yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Today, Plan Steal-&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;-Phone-And-Give-Her-A-Surprise went REALLY smoothly, with me somehow being able to ' lend ' her phone, before placing it in the pouch.. So... WIN!&lt;br /&gt;Plan Surprise-&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;-Again-With-My-Imba-Contraption kinda failed, as she found out the ' Secret ' within.... 5 seconds??&lt;br /&gt;But... I swear.. Her reaction was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;As Kawaii as the puppy eyes... xD&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was a GREAT day for the both of us :D&lt;br /&gt;Happiest day ever.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Until the next N.M.D I guess xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are my reason.&lt;br /&gt;Because we need no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Because, you.&lt;br /&gt;Are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;That's why.&lt;br /&gt;We will spend our Eternities, together.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So. So very contagious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6134827563965641717?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6134827563965641717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/nmd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6134827563965641717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6134827563965641717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/nmd.html' title='N.M.D'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-8850371779583685496</id><published>2009-06-13T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T01:55:27.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail. Fail. Epic Fail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;12 June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, can be declared one of my MOST &lt;strong&gt;Fail &lt;/strong&gt;days ever.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Read on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 7.10, i boarded bus 31 from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; interchange to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; for the 2r6 BBQ cum gathering. Met with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; Yuan &lt;/strong&gt;on the bus, and together we made the trip to Parkway Parade, where we dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL #1: &lt;/strong&gt;I ALWAYS thought i knew the way in to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; from Parkway, but turns out, i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea where to walk, and how to walk.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; Yuan &lt;/strong&gt;and i called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who told us to cab there, as ' Its not far for the cab, but very far for your legs. '&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to scream and shout before deciding to walk in a particular direction.&lt;br /&gt;We SOMEHOW managed to find the highway leading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;, and attempted to walk there.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;, pit 17.&lt;br /&gt;The guys, were at pit 49.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; Yuan&lt;/strong&gt; walked/ran an HOUR from pit 17, to pit 49.&lt;br /&gt;Explains why we were late, plus very very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BBQ-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; for an hour, talking, and getting teased ( Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;), some of us decided to bus home. And that was when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL #2: &lt;/strong&gt;We followed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to this bus stop, where there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;supposed to be&lt;/span&gt; a bus we could take.&lt;br /&gt;Ends up we CANT take any bus there at all, and we had to walk to ANOTHER bus stop, under the guidance of our tour guide, &lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And once again, FAIL, because there was no longer ANY bus services at the bus station..&lt;br /&gt;We were THIS close to chopping &lt;strong&gt;Sam &lt;/strong&gt;up with a chopper.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we were forced to walk back to the very same bus stop we were at just now, to take 196, before changing bus to 12.&lt;br /&gt;So we finally went on 196, and stopped at this station, cause the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; Bus Driver &lt;/strong&gt;said that 12 was close by.&lt;br /&gt;' Walk straight and turn right. The station have 12 one '.&lt;br /&gt;We of course believed in him, and dropped.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the station, it was accompanied by several screams and a heck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lota&lt;/span&gt; vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because there was no 12 there. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE.&lt;br /&gt;We found the station with 12 finally, and boarded 12 at... 11.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;So at 12, we started greeting each other good morning on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;It was so late, that was it early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Jacked by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, then &lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;, then even the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Cheena&lt;/span&gt; Bus Driver &lt;/strong&gt;had to jack us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Muhd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I reached White Sands at around 12.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Muhd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s Dad sent him home, while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and I waited for 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIL #3: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Supposedly&lt;/span&gt;, the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;service&lt;/span&gt; for 3 is at 0102, but, after waiting until 0110, we gave up. And i had to cab home. WHY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; I JUST CAB HOME FROM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;. OH-EM-GEE.&lt;br /&gt;So, reached home at around 2 am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail. Fail. And Epic Fail. Well... At least when i got home, i was not alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was still waiting for me, even though it was... Really, really late... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came over to my house to slack..&lt;br /&gt;Played guitar, computer and slacked...&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, she stayed for DINNER as well.&lt;br /&gt;And with my ENTIRE family present, i could not say it was a pleasant experience &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when my &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;pwning&lt;/span&gt; us with his questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;- Sit down! Sit down and answer my questions okay!&lt;br /&gt;Question number one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;. Why you like my son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;- OH. NOT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were basically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pwn&lt;/span&gt;-ed by my &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; once again, before we finally managed to escape back into the room after dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Another Epic Fail.&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of my Epic &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times,&lt;br /&gt;I would think about what you have said.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i look into the past,&lt;br /&gt;I remember your words.&lt;br /&gt;I look back.&lt;br /&gt;Not to be sad,&lt;br /&gt;But to learn from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and you... WIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-8850371779583685496?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/8850371779583685496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/fail-fail-epic-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8850371779583685496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/8850371779583685496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/fail-fail-epic-fail.html' title='Fail. Fail. Epic Fail.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4058353591242427396</id><published>2009-06-12T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:06:57.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2r6 Fail Day</title><content type='html'>I officially declare today the 2r6 soccer boys Fail Day.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because i just got home.&lt;br /&gt;From ECP.&lt;br /&gt;Want to know how 5 grown men and 1 guy guy got lost for around 2 hours??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY TUNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Hehe. She Waited! xD Yays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4058353591242427396?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4058353591242427396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/2r6-fail-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4058353591242427396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4058353591242427396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/2r6-fail-day.html' title='The 2r6 Fail Day'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-706106045245904696</id><published>2009-06-10T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:05:38.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faoming. Beer.</title><content type='html'>Due to my lack of willpower, I didn't blog yesterday cause i was gonna &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt;. So, here i am today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to &lt;strong&gt;Dickson&lt;/strong&gt;'s house to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;studae&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt; that we managed to only play a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whileee&lt;/span&gt; of the PS3 before studying...&lt;br /&gt;And okay okay... You're right &lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt;, Infamous IS kinda cool...&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Assasin's&lt;/span&gt; Creed 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FTW&lt;/span&gt;!!!! ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Muhd&lt;/span&gt; better get it or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; gonna die... )&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to finish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt; English, and half an E-Math paper...&lt;br /&gt;Still, better than nothing...&lt;br /&gt;And after that we were just fooling around, watching videos and making fun of &lt;strong&gt;Dickson&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And oh-em-gee were the videos funny.&lt;br /&gt;I think the website was something like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;failblog&lt;/span&gt;.org&lt;br /&gt;And the guys were just totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PWNING&lt;/span&gt; Dickson&lt;/strong&gt;'s arse...&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, we had so much fun with a bottle, and a single permanent marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Faoming&lt;/span&gt; Beer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;FTW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So.. went dinner-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after that, not to forget the standard procedure of playing a few rounds of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before that...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think we ARE addicted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 June 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a special day. Because its the FIRST time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;, via the... Small train thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, very very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;malu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The people present were...&lt;strong&gt;Dickson, Darren, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ZhenFeng&lt;/span&gt;, Keith, Ben &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt;, Candice, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Maisarah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Faizah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;JiaYi&lt;/span&gt; and Pamela&lt;/strong&gt;. Not to forget, myself as well o.0&lt;br /&gt;The girls prepared food, so the guys were there, just to eat.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So kudos to the girls, who woke up early to prepare the food!!! Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;So... We swam, tanned, ate, played, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;cam-whored&lt;/span&gt; and just relaxed at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;And damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blacker &lt;/span&gt;now... MUCH blacker than I used to be.. But at least I managed not to get a sunburn, which i realised i get quite often...&lt;br /&gt;So the guys went home after the beach trip, while I, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;JiaYi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kraig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( Keith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lawls&lt;/span&gt; ) went to do some shopping at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;DAISO&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The only one who actually bought something, happened to be me.&lt;br /&gt;Just cause I couldn't resist all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Jap&lt;/span&gt; food staring at me and saying... ' BUY ME. BUY ME! EAT ME. EAT ME! '&lt;br /&gt;So i bought a drink and a packet of sweets! ( Which i am still chewing on CURRENTLY )&lt;br /&gt;Realised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;DAISO&lt;/span&gt; is a really great place to shop, even for non-shopping people like myself...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go there someday again to get some stuffs... ( Like the sweet, which i just finished. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;So... after the remaining guys went home, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went to try out the arcade at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;VIVO&lt;/span&gt;, and found out that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt; machine is &lt;strong&gt;SCREWED&lt;/strong&gt; real bad...&lt;br /&gt;Worst sensors ever.&lt;br /&gt;So.. Went dinnering at Burger King after that.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw this really cool quote from Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;' We might be the King, but you my friend, are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Almighty&lt;/span&gt; Ruler. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Lawls&lt;/span&gt;. Random? Yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;And i couldn't finish my BK Doubles BBQ Turkey Bacon, cause the drink i bought at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;DAISO&lt;/span&gt; made me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;reaaalllyyy&lt;/span&gt; full.&lt;br /&gt;And the very hungry &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, was staring at my half finished burger.&lt;br /&gt;With these.... I-cannot-explain-how-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Kawaii&lt;/span&gt; Puppy Eyes, that i couldn't even bring myself to take another bite...&lt;br /&gt;So she went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;YAYS&lt;/span&gt;! When i handed her the burger. And i was full to the brim already o.0&lt;br /&gt;So.. We walked around before homing...&lt;br /&gt;And this really &lt;strong&gt;EPIC &lt;/strong&gt;thing happened on the way to her house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Do you know, there are dogs that are so small, that they fit inside TEACUPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;- Holy mama! Really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;- * Puts my hand into my pocket and pretends to take out something * LOOK EVERYBODY! ITS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;MAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;DOUGG&lt;/span&gt;! *Thrusts the imaginary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt;-dog into the air *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that single moment that i did that really random and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;? action, Daphne FELL TO THE GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;And she was kinda like kneeling down, and LAUGHING non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was staring at us, as if i had done something to her.&lt;br /&gt;So... I later realised that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was actually trying to squat and laugh, but fell cause she was laughing TOO much...&lt;br /&gt;You had to be there to know truly how EPIC it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for reminding me.&lt;br /&gt;I know that if i never let go of the past,&lt;br /&gt;I can never see the future.&lt;br /&gt;And it was you,&lt;br /&gt;That reminded me,&lt;br /&gt;That the past does not matter,&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;What matters now,&lt;br /&gt;Is now,&lt;br /&gt;And our future.&lt;br /&gt;And i shall keep that promise.&lt;br /&gt;Because I want us,&lt;br /&gt;To smile together, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Because your smile, is so very contagious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-706106045245904696?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/706106045245904696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/faoming-beer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/706106045245904696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/706106045245904696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/faoming-beer.html' title='Faoming. Beer.'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-6940568852478735775</id><published>2009-06-07T01:06:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:37:17.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahahaha</title><content type='html'>Wahaha.. I shall start the post off by telling a incredibly Epic story, of my not-so-Epic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened during PHYSICS LESSON. ( Which means about 39 ppl know bout this... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bakar was asking the class who would take the worksheet for &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt; , cause she was not there for the lesson, and no-one replied.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a whole bunch of I-dunno-whos started shouing ' &lt;strong&gt;YUHIN YUHIN YUHIN! &lt;/strong&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;And Mr.Bakar went, huh, why Yuhin?&lt;br /&gt;So he came smiling to me, and gave me the worksheet, while the rest of the class were laughing their asses off...HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great. Got &lt;strong&gt;PWNED&lt;/strong&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;This time by the entire class o.0&lt;br /&gt;Epic.Phail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I got ' recruited ' ( NOT FORCED, RECRUITED ) into the 2r6 soccer match.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i was not really hyped up for it, I could'nt miss a r6 gathering could I?&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Siglap Secondary School field, which we booked, to play the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half time ended up in a 2 goal disadvantage. 2-0. Even with morale down, we played seriously.&lt;br /&gt;2nd half, we conceded an early goal, but we fought hard, and managed to recover 2 goals.&lt;br /&gt;So the match ended up in 3-2, and the r6 team being quite dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;Because we could have drew or won the game instead.&lt;br /&gt;But we treated it as a lesson to us, and considering we've not played on a real pitch before, it was a good match :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to camp &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s house .&lt;br /&gt;And apparently all Dads are Epic, cause her Dad was pretty Epic today as well...&lt;br /&gt;There were some dudes invited over to the house for buffet dinner, and they happened to see me while i was grabbing my food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said she heard this with her own ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Guy- So. Who thats guy ar? ( Refers to me. )&lt;br /&gt;Daphne's Dad- Erm. That one my daughter the... Boyfriend lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So I actually got acknowledged as the boyfriend of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, by her very own Dad, so yays!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Epic. SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;* Victory Sign *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that you are needed.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you are Loved.&lt;br /&gt;To be in Love,&lt;br /&gt;And to know, that she is too.&lt;br /&gt;Is such a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;That you can do nothing,&lt;br /&gt;But Smile.&lt;br /&gt;You can not do anything else,&lt;br /&gt;But keep Smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Bcause its a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;That simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because of you, i shall smile for all Eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-6940568852478735775?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/6940568852478735775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/wahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6940568852478735775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/6940568852478735775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/wahahaha.html' title='Wahahaha'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-2636408934595768365</id><published>2009-06-04T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:59:17.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Huggggg!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that the world would be extinct,&lt;br /&gt;And there would only be you and me.&lt;br /&gt;That we could stay like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may say that this might not work out.&lt;br /&gt;That it would last only for a while.&lt;br /&gt;That everything would go wrong after our ' honeymoon period '.&lt;br /&gt;That it would end up,&lt;br /&gt;with both in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will not hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be scared.&lt;br /&gt;Because I will not let this slip away.&lt;br /&gt;I will not let this be yet another mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I had made Promises to you.&lt;br /&gt;That I will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;That I will make the future, bright for you.&lt;br /&gt;That I will Love you, with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;And I do not intend to break those Promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever fall,&lt;br /&gt;I will pick you up,&lt;br /&gt;Hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;And continue,&lt;br /&gt;To walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Whenever you fall, I'll be there to catch you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll be there to catch you, whenever you fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-2636408934595768365?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/2636408934595768365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/bear-huggggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2636408934595768365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/2636408934595768365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/bear-huggggg.html' title='Bear Huggggg!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-4959042343392189108</id><published>2009-06-02T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:07:06.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Yes... Back to blogging after... almost 2 days? ( Cause its gonna be 12 soon. )&lt;br /&gt;Yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the start of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extremely Annoying Programme&lt;/span&gt;. Also known as EAP.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the dudes were complaining about how they have to go back to school and stuff, and everyone was like, gonna die. &lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" class="gl_bold" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in class, i slept throughout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace Jie Jie&lt;/span&gt;'s class, and she didn't even scold me!&lt;br /&gt;So hurray!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But it really cannot imagine having another 3 days of this...&lt;br /&gt;Watching everybody go out, while we're stuck in school... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But, today was good for something, as the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4R3 &lt;/span&gt;class guitar was finally finished!&lt;br /&gt;And i have to admit, it looks like some custom made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gibson&lt;/span&gt; guitar, when u look at it from far.&lt;br /&gt;But take a close look, and you'll find out that its actually a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGM&lt;/span&gt; guitar, that's fully customised and decorated by the two main peeps, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so kudos to them!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jammed for a while in the classroom with our new&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Gibson &lt;/span&gt;guitar, before going our separate ways.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to Aljunid, to get her e strings at some ulu pandan shop.&lt;br /&gt;She bought 3. Just in case :D&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, it actually worked, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XBL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was finally complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daphne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was really happy that this e-string finally worked, as 4 e-strings were sacrificed before this.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, instead of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DDR Dance Pad&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, her dad made a mistake, and got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WiiFit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So it'll probably be a while before the dream of having a dance pad will come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am currently spamming Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson...&lt;br /&gt;Cause its STUCK IN MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i fear too much.&lt;br /&gt;I fear that someday, it would be over.&lt;br /&gt;I fear that someday, there would be an irreversible mistake.&lt;br /&gt;But that fear no longer lingers in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Because in true Love, there is no fear.&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Because there is no longer the need to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are here, with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-4959042343392189108?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/4959042343392189108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4959042343392189108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/4959042343392189108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams...'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-5347575672052429305</id><published>2009-05-31T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:28:05.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daphne + Yuhin = Love!</title><content type='html'>Under the encouragement of a certain someone... I shall attempt to blog! Yays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went to crash my house for some INTENSIVE MOTHER TONGUE COMPREHENSION SESSION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wasn't THAT intensive though, but we still got some work done, so... Better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;And with my dear brother annoying us and comming in every five minutes, it was a miracle we got something done o.0&lt;br /&gt;So, all the best for Monday guys!&lt;br /&gt;PWN THE CHINESE PAPER!!! And show the China chers that we can do it too!!! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so... shortly after the session, my dearest &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;, came home.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. He is SO IMBA, that his name must be bolded.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. He pwned the BOTH of us. Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad-Bro : Eh! Son ( My Bro ), ask gor gor's girlfriend this. What do i have to call you if you and Yuhin gets married?&lt;br /&gt;Bro-Dad : NO. YOU GO ASK LAHH.&lt;br /&gt;Later on...&lt;br /&gt;Dad-Daph : Oh. I was just telling Yu Hang to ask you, what to call you if you and Yuhin gets married! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bro : Da Sao! Da Sao! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Daph + Me : QUICK HIDE * Hides behind random stuffs *&lt;br /&gt;So my &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; pwned the BOTH of us... Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were very pai seh and stuffs... Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad-Daph : You know, when i first start dating. When my mum call me wash dishes, even though i dont like to, i just washed it. And while washing, i was smiling all the way, while my father behind scolding me. Then my father ask my mother, is our son siao already?? Just now, my wife ask Yuhin wash bowls. He also smile smile say okay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Daph : *Jaw Drops* HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ARGH. STOP IT DAD. PLEASE. NO MORE. * Hides behind random stuff *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few other examples of how Epic, the &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; can be.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i love him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its time, for some Yuhin Funfacts!!! ( Lawls... WHAT!? o.0 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin = Daph&lt;br /&gt;Daph = Yuhin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph Go = Yuhin Go&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin Go = Daph Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Yuhin = Ask Daph&lt;br /&gt;Ask Daph = Ask Yuhin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph Know = Yuhin Know&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin Know = Daph Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin = Lawls.&lt;br /&gt;Yuhin + Daph = Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its simple like that.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there is no need for complications.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there is no other way to say it.&lt;br /&gt;But i Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because even if i have to say it a million times, i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-5347575672052429305?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/5347575672052429305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/05/daphne-yuhin-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5347575672052429305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/5347575672052429305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/05/daphne-yuhin-love.html' title='Daphne + Yuhin = Love!'/><author><name>An Octopus</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5595473806068657791.post-7612423878143391993</id><published>2009-05-29T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:00:40.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope. No Longer Dreaming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;28 May 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs. Today, went to watch &lt;strong&gt;TERMINATOR: SALVATION &lt;/strong&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt; at Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;And boy, it was &lt;strong&gt;Hardcore&lt;/strong&gt;. Not &lt;strong&gt;Epic&lt;/strong&gt; but definitely&lt;strong&gt; Hardcore&lt;/strong&gt;. Although i really didn't get some parts...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wiki it!&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time with &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;, and i got my &lt;strong&gt;ESPRESSO BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; hair dye, which i proceeded to use when i got home...&lt;br /&gt;And now when i wake up, go to the mirror and see my hair, I will go.&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHO ARE YOU!? Oh. Its myself. You idiot. I hate black hair.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Mr. Lee who caught my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lee: Eh. Your hair why golden golden one eh? Like reddish brown. Don't tell me natural colour.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm. Yeah. The black dye came off ar.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lee: And why your hair so long at the back? You some kind of rockstar isit?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? No... * Laughs *&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lee: You have a band isit?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Erm. No? * Would it help if i had said yes? *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So LAWLS. Got caught and kaopei-ed by Mr. Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;ALL &lt;strong&gt;DICKSON&lt;/strong&gt;'S FAULT CURSE ME ON HIS BLOG. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;I curse you &lt;strong&gt;Keith&lt;/strong&gt; go your house and pull out all your &lt;strong&gt;hair&lt;/strong&gt;!! Wahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;( Yes. Inculding your eyebrows. MUAHAHAH )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29 May 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Last day of intensive &lt;strong&gt;Mummy-tongue&lt;/strong&gt;. Cant say that it REALLY helped...&lt;br /&gt;Must be because i had been sleeping throughout the entire thing. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;And to top it off, i slept for 2 entire hours today in class.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the cher didnt catch me... So. Thank you cher!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that &lt;strong&gt;Daphne&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Darren,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Zhen Feng &lt;/strong&gt;and me, went to tampines mall to makan &lt;strong&gt;Longs-Johns-Silver&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We basically spammed the grilled items that were on discount xD&lt;br /&gt;After that &lt;strong&gt;Zhen Feng&lt;/strong&gt; had to go home, so the three incredible&lt;strong&gt; Nuggets&lt;/strong&gt; went to crash mah house.&lt;br /&gt; Jammed random songs for a while, while trying to get a perfect cover on &lt;strong&gt;Boston&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And found out that the problem with my strings, was because of &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, found out that Ernie Ball strings DON'T suck. I do o.0&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;But at least i can play my concubine again...  And thats really &lt;strong&gt;Kuhl&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is such an amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;I thought Love was complicated.&lt;br /&gt;So very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;But you have shown me.&lt;br /&gt;That Love can be simple.&lt;br /&gt;Love need not be complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Love is nothing more, than just Love.&lt;br /&gt;About feeling so very happy, that you are needed.&lt;br /&gt;That she feels the same way you do.&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing else matters when you're in Love.&lt;br /&gt;Because all you want to do for now and forever, is to hold her tight.&lt;br /&gt;Because you cannot control Love.&lt;br /&gt;Because i would rather let Love control me.&lt;br /&gt;Love is simple.&lt;br /&gt;Love, and be Loved.&lt;br /&gt;For when you truly love someone,&lt;br /&gt;you seek no rewards,&lt;br /&gt;you seek no returns.&lt;br /&gt;All you want to do,&lt;br /&gt;is to see her happy,&lt;br /&gt;to see her smile,&lt;br /&gt;and to Love her,&lt;br /&gt;with all your Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing and seeing all these things.&lt;br /&gt;I can safely conclude.&lt;br /&gt;That i am not dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Because dreams will never last forever.&lt;br /&gt;But this, will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You are the reason for the smile on my face, the one that no one will ever replace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5595473806068657791-7612423878143391993?l=wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/feeds/7612423878143391993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/05/nope-no-longer-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7612423878143391993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5595473806068657791/posts/default/7612423878143391993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisteria-resonance.blogspot.com/2009/05/nope-no-longer-dreaming.html' title='Nope. 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