<?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-6715161</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:27:59.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the sky came crashing down on me..... where will u be?</title><subtitle type='html'>ONLY dumbasses read my blog...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110822940101387571</id><published>2005-02-12T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T09:30:01.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JEWEL-Standing still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do you want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like I want you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Beneath the darkened sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;With the scenery flying by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Out of the corner of my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Was that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing my byMother's on the stoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Boys in souped up coupes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;On this hot summer night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Between fight and flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is the blind man's sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And a choice that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I roll the window down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Feel like I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm gonna drownIn this strange town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Feel broken downI feel broken down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Beneath the darkened sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;With the scenery flying by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Out of the corner of my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Was that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing my by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A sweet sorrow is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The call tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A sweet sorrow is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The call tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like I love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Beneath the darkened sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;With the scenery flying by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Out of the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Of my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Was that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing me by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Are you passing me by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do you want me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Do you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like I need you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And do you want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Like I want you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Passing me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Are you passing me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Or am I standing still?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110822940101387571?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110822940101387571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110822940101387571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110822940101387571' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110822236923840147</id><published>2005-02-12T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:32:49.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHEN U BELIEVE by Mariah Carey &amp; Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Many nights we prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;With no proof anyone could hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;In our hearts a hope for a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We barely understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Now we are not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Although we know theres much to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We were moving mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Long before we knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;we could whoa yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There can be miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Though hope is frail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Its hard to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who knows what miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You can achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe somehow you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You will when you believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;In this time of fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When prayer so often proves in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hope seems like the summer bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Too swiftly flown away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yet now Im standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;My hearts so full, I cant explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Seeking faith and speakin words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I never thought Id say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There can be miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe (When you believe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Though hope is frailIts hard to kill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who knows what miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You can achieve (You can achieve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe somehow you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You will when you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;They don't always happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;when you ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;And its easy to give in to your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But when you're blinded by your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Can't see the way, get through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A small but still, resilient voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Says hope is very near, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There can be miracles (Miracles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe (Boy, when you believe, yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; [Though hope is frail]Though hope is frail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;[Its hard]Its hard to kill (Hard to kill, oh, yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who knows what miraclesYou can achieve (You can achieve, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you believe somehow you will (Somehow, somehow, somehow)Somehow you will (I know, I know, know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;You will when you believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110822236923840147?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110822236923840147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110822236923840147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110822236923840147' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110818401699866432</id><published>2005-02-11T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:07:41.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Perceptions of an ideal life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i love living&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;near the beach, so tt i can go sunbathing, rowing, tanning, fishing as n when i like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;house, a little cottage or villa, it doesn't matter, as long as i'm content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sunday mornings i prefer dem to be rather lazy n slack, just like sipping my ice lemon tee(lipton rocks), with a gd novel by my side, and a ipod ready to keep me preoccupied with wonderful songs.. i shall lie on chair watching the blue sky and time flies.. cool sea breezes will rejuvenate my soul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;or i shall opt for lying on the hammock with my love and swinging lazily ard, haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;or i shall row her out to sea, so maybe go exploring other little islands, having picnics wheneva we want to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heavenly slacking i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when i'm abt to sleep, i prefer her to play me wonderful melodies with her piano, coaxing me to slp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i've ran out of ideas, will be back for more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110818401699866432?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110818401699866432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110818401699866432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110818401699866432' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110805206218535138</id><published>2005-02-10T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T08:14:22.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it coincidental?&lt;br /&gt;me n my buddy...&lt;br /&gt;dun tell me e same old thing tt happened on him will bound to happen on me&lt;br /&gt;is tt how we became buddies?&lt;br /&gt;tt's e second soulmatre i eva found in my life...&lt;br /&gt;is there a thing coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;well let fate decide the outcome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110805206218535138?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110805206218535138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110805206218535138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805206218535138' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110804146225311053</id><published>2005-02-10T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T05:17:42.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TRULY MADLY DEEPLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I'll love you more with every breath Truly, madly, deeply do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will be strong I will be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'cause I'm counting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; A new beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A reason for living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A deeper meaning, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I want to bathe with you in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I'll make a wish send it to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;hen make you want to cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The tears of joy for all the pleasure in the certainty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The highest powers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In lonely hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The tears devour you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh can you see it baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; You don't have to close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Cause it's standing right before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;All that you need will surely come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; I'll be your dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll be your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Be everything that you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll love you more with every breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Truly, madly, deeply do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I want to live like this forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...the greatest love song eva..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110804146225311053?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110804146225311053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110804146225311053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110804146225311053' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110796661028161744</id><published>2005-02-09T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T08:30:10.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i haven blogged for a long time, n u guys want me to blog abt army.. but i'm too tired, shagged out evrydae, so if u guys wanna noe, call me or wait till i blogged.. but tt wun be very soon i guess..&lt;br /&gt;Here's a gd song from 2lt Gan,&lt;br /&gt;' we are here to be trained, in sunshine, storm or rain&lt;br /&gt;with a happy song&lt;br /&gt;keep our spirits strong&lt;br /&gt;we will live a happy life all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever u r down, just clenched ya fists and walked along&lt;br /&gt;with a happy song&lt;br /&gt;keep our spirits strong&lt;br /&gt;we will live a happy life all along.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110796661028161744?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110796661028161744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110796661028161744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110796661028161744' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110641271703327678</id><published>2005-01-22T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:51:57.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRAPPLING with the insides of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in army has shaped my perspectives as i looked back on my life n realised i'm just a silly boi aft all.. one thing is tt betw a top jc n a not so gd one is that the students from top jcs have aims and goals(specific)in life which i find lacking in my peers, it is this desire to achieve wad they want that propel them to heights of success, similarly my peers are often lost and dunno wad they gonna do in future.. dangerous, threading on a thin line... shall not go into details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love lives of my buddies are indeed complicated than i can eva imagined.. haha... somehow they kinda enlighten me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HEART SAYS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liking someone based on looks is stupidity.. tt's wad most of us agree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like u, thou firstly i based it on ya looks.. but now i noe i like u becoz i feel connected to u some way or another.. n i truly enjoyed talking to u.. e msges sent make my life more interesting.. n thanz for chatting with me thru e boring guard duty nite, i appreciate it. i wish we were closer, but somehow u went away.. i dunwan to confess my feelings to u becos i dunwan to lose a gd fwen, or tt u will avoid me.. we shared some of the same beliefs in life.. life in army isn't really good for a bgr, so i wun confess.. but all i ask is to be just close fwens.. to be able to talk n share our probs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart felt lighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>confessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually apart from the nonsensical punishment and regimentation, tekong is an okay place..&lt;br /&gt;just tt i cant stand a couple of lad or two..&lt;br /&gt;made a few buddy, n got really close to tt rjc junasis, a fine lad and we always tekan each other... but he nvr seems to get angry.. n suddenly i found myself using the word'hardcore' countless time, in bid to prevent myself from using vulgarities and expletives... i dunwan to make tt a habit.. now my bunk mates seem to have forgotten my name and keep calling me 'hardcore'.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;they're great bunch of ppl, esp tt hilarious michael 'pao' who's our pao ic... infamous for taking lotsa paos... fondlyrecalled that nite in which i planned a blanket partty on him... and that freaking  pissed him off, so i came mup we a plan one nite and put all our paos in his wardrobe... he was quite shocked i guess, haha..&lt;br /&gt;few days later, tau pok, blanket party are all illegal.. sianz..&lt;br /&gt;e rest of the days we got tekan, lessons are interesting(outdoor ones only, lectures can bore u to death)&lt;br /&gt;wun be saying much, kena guard duty, got half day off.. shiok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110641157419530891?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110641157419530891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110641157419530891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110641157419530891' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110416288571352951</id><published>2004-12-27T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T07:54:45.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my first job interview tml as surveyor... wanna taste my first working experience.. hope i can get thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110416288571352951?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110416288571352951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110416288571352951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110416288571352951' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110373722246935092</id><published>2004-12-22T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T09:40:22.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xmas coming...&lt;br /&gt;i've been a rather er... good n bad boy...&lt;br /&gt;but santa can i dunwan anything?&lt;br /&gt;but a gd results for my a levels next yr..&lt;br /&gt;hope i make it to uni..&lt;br /&gt;do i have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;plain no...&lt;br /&gt;i work hard, i fought a gd fight&lt;br /&gt;i've kept the faith..&lt;br /&gt;let him decide..&lt;br /&gt;wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;be strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110373722246935092?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373722246935092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373722246935092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110373722246935092' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110373688235986133</id><published>2004-12-22T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T09:34:42.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got myself a new cd titled' Creed-Greatest Hits'&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm not an avid creed fan.. just that i somehow feel i nid to add a cd to my spending spree, so tt's creed in my shopping basket.&lt;br /&gt;But aft listening fer a few times, i actually fell in love wif it.. now i can't really slp w/o listening to creed.. man i got infected with this 'in-creed-ible' album..&lt;br /&gt;here's some of my fave hits, 'Higher', 'with arms wide open', 'my prison','don stop dancin'','one last breadth','one'...&lt;br /&gt;their songs are inspirational, spiritual deep down, n touches on sensitive issues such as racism, manhood etc... i love it...simply love it..&lt;br /&gt;but Darren Hayes album came out too...&lt;br /&gt;shit i dun tink i'm gonna fork out another 20 bucks for it, cos tt's goin to be spent on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code...&lt;br /&gt;dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;someone...&lt;br /&gt;santa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110373688235986133?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373688235986133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373688235986133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110373688235986133' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110373606447736400</id><published>2004-12-22T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T09:21:04.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeeeee.....it's been a gd old long time since i last blogged...&lt;br /&gt;well here's some excuses:&lt;br /&gt;1)shopping(but they got quite bored n instead decided to catch some movies along the way)&lt;br /&gt;2)movies-&lt;br /&gt;a)Incredibles,&lt;br /&gt;b)National Treasure(damn the critics, i guess it deserve 4 stars instead of three),&lt;br /&gt;c)Ocean twelve(here's a caution, watch ocean 11 if u havent before u watch tis, or else u gotta endure 2 hrs plus tryin to figure out wad e hell is goin on..),&lt;br /&gt;d)Kung Fu hustle&lt;br /&gt;maybe more...&lt;br /&gt;3)prom nite(thou e last few courses of food sux..)&lt;br /&gt;4)swimming n tanning&lt;br /&gt;5)class outing(oh dun ask me abt e chalet, it's...er...kinda....interesting?)&lt;br /&gt;6)Splinter Cell(not recommended for ppl wif heart probs)&lt;br /&gt;7)Pool&lt;br /&gt;8)Matthew Reilly-Temple(man thnz to genson, Reilly's books rawks, so check 'em out!)&lt;br /&gt;9)Bball, Badminton&lt;br /&gt;10)Making Xmas gifts at Kel's hse after shoppin' at Ikea&lt;br /&gt;11)thawning at James hse(y is there always buffet wheneva we go there?)&lt;br /&gt;12)pool at gen's hse(with alot of pizzas)&lt;br /&gt;... dang there's more coming, this list is damn short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110373606447736400?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373606447736400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110373606447736400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110373606447736400' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-110008814042775289</id><published>2004-11-10T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T04:02:20.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well wad m i doin here agn? wasn't i doing some chem tys mcqs? haizz wad a waste of time... er i mean blogging... anyway tis goes to all who have savage garden's 'break me shake me' mtv, can send me plz? that's e missing piece in my  jigsaw collection of all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAVAGE GARDEN&lt;/span&gt; MTVs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-110008814042775289?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110008814042775289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/110008814042775289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110008814042775289' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109913143438847246</id><published>2004-10-30T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T03:19:35.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>agn, i'm sprouting nonsensical stuff here, dang wads my priority?&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing her agn.... like i alwayz will.....&lt;br /&gt;my soul's battered, wounded, weary...&lt;br /&gt;spare an exilir to liven it up?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back at the table later, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i promise to play like there's no tml aft As&lt;br /&gt;weather's pretty cold n dull lately; it's dull and freakish out dere....&lt;br /&gt;i'll be beta off mugging i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109913143438847246?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109913143438847246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109913143438847246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109913143438847246' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109913108014210497</id><published>2004-10-30T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T03:11:20.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i rembered i was happily doing njc mc prelim papers..... so y m i here?&lt;br /&gt;oh well... i just got so bored n decided to go online.... today's sky is dark and rather gloomy, wad a bore! 26 days to judgement day i tink....haizz... i'm neither here nor dere, where m i getting to?&lt;br /&gt;hope i get thru tis ordeal, my couzzie says life will be more fun and relaxing afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;Dang! i dunwan  to be e first saint of my family to flop As...&lt;br /&gt;but wad shld i do? m i not doin enuff? i'm sick of those obscene grades, like a bird in a cage, i yearn to be free...&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, got a new hi fi from moimmy n daddy which is sitting pretty in my room... at least i can blast music to overpower the sorrows filling my head...&lt;br /&gt;dang! den how abt my Zen....&lt;br /&gt;DANG!&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE I CAN LAST THRU E NITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109913108014210497?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take everything left from me.&lt;br /&gt;All to blame.&lt;br /&gt;How can we still succeed&lt;br /&gt;taking what we don't need.&lt;br /&gt;Telling lies alibies, selling all the hate that we bread super size&lt;br /&gt;Our tragedy (you can't define me or justify greed) bought in the land of the free (land, free)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And we're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;we've gone to far, from pride to shame&lt;br /&gt;we're trying so hard, we're dying in vain&lt;br /&gt;we're hopelessly blissful and blind, to all we are&lt;br /&gt;we wanted all&lt;br /&gt;with no sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Realize we spend out lives living in a culture of fear.&lt;br /&gt;Stand to salute and say thanks to the man of the year.&lt;br /&gt;How did we all come to this (you can't define me or justify greed)&lt;br /&gt;a greed that we just can't resist (resist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And we're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;we've gone too far, from pride to shame&lt;br /&gt;we're trying so hard, we're dying in vain&lt;br /&gt;we're hopelessly blissful and blind, to all we are&lt;br /&gt;we wanted all&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants it all&lt;br /&gt;with no sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tell me now, what we've done, we don't know&lt;br /&gt;I can't allow, what has begun to tear me down&lt;br /&gt;believe me now, we have no choice left with our backs against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And now we're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;we've gone too far, from pride to shame&lt;br /&gt;we're hoplessly blissful and blind&lt;br /&gt;when all we need, is something true to believe&lt;br /&gt;don't we all&lt;br /&gt;everyone, everyone&lt;br /&gt;we will fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause we're all to blame&lt;br /&gt;we've gone too far, from pride to shame&lt;br /&gt;we've trying so hard, we're dying in vain&lt;br /&gt;we want it all, everyone&lt;br /&gt;don't we all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109896918884581894?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109896918884581894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109896918884581894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896918884581894' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109896870562988492</id><published>2004-10-28T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T06:14:13.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Calling- wherever you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So lately, I've been wonderin&lt;br /&gt;Who will be there to take my place&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone, you'll need love&lt;br /&gt;To light the shadows on your face&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fall&lt;br /&gt;It would fall upon us all&lt;br /&gt;And between the sand and stone&lt;br /&gt;Could you make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could, then I would&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;Way up high or down low&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, I'll find out&lt;br /&gt;The way to make it back someday&lt;br /&gt;To watch you, to guide you&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest of your days&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fall&lt;br /&gt;It would fall upon us all&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope there's someone out there&lt;br /&gt;Who can bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my hope&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my love&lt;br /&gt;The Calling- wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now, just quite how&lt;br /&gt;My life and love might still go on&lt;br /&gt;In your heart and your mind&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you for all of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;If I could make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109896870562988492?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109896870562988492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109896870562988492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896870562988492' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109853437489984182</id><published>2004-10-23T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T05:26:14.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh, when i looked at the mirror today, i looked as white as sheet, wadafook my tan's been fading badly..&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell it's rainy season at the dec hols... N i got to go to tekong prison on 8jan..... somebody save me!!!!!!!!!! gotta get some tan back on my body, tt's e real me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG iDOL is just sum farking screwed up dysfunctional show where u win by having lotsa frenz or rich ones preferably... evry nite goddamn bunch of idiots text waves after waves of msg to support their frenz and ge them to the finals... are the judges paid? HEY PRODUCERS U CAN SEND THEM AWAY TO CUT COST, instead of sitting there shaking legs and giving comments which are truly useless in this show...&lt;br /&gt;Haven s'poreans got beta things to do? shit faced idiots.... well even if we have this show, do we nid to follow it totally, i mean the style bla bla? can u cut away the part where audiences get to vote for their idols? let the judges do wad they are best in--- judging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, it's rubbish. i'm not watching anymore.... actually it's been a month since now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109853437489984182?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109853437489984182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109853437489984182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109853437489984182' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109853193603201668</id><published>2004-10-23T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T02:12:47.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a dull day, went jp mac and study with tsu zhu, well six more chapters of different-jcs-prelims-compilations-of-da-bez-ques-worksheet to go b4 i call it quits, hummpf, my tys are growing dust, i'll touch them next wk.... well this wk has been studying with MAR N KEITH.... endless streaks of luffters filled the reading room, obscence vulgarities rants, loads of funs with tennis and darts game... haha tt pretty sums up our study group. well that two guys kinda rawks, esp when they're doing econs ques, here's some extracts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Keith: oie this ques how to do?&lt;br /&gt;Mar: bla bla ga gaq gooh... i'm babytalking to you...&lt;br /&gt;Keith: Tamde la, faster teach me!&lt;br /&gt;Mar: BLAba ga ga goo ga.....&lt;br /&gt;Keith: TA MA DE LA!&lt;br /&gt;and this endless quarrel goes on and on till the sky turns dark.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Keith:sianz my NAFA always get AABCBF... that bloody 2.4km run....&lt;br /&gt;Mar: weakling ma, i passed all man...&lt;br /&gt;Keith: tamade la, i got sliver lea&lt;br /&gt;Mar: ya lor, but dunno how many tries&lt;br /&gt;(i'm rolling with laughter)&lt;br /&gt;and this goes on and on.....&lt;br /&gt;finally an outcome was decided&lt;br /&gt;Keith(sianz look):ey u recieve NS letter liaoz a not?&lt;br /&gt;Mar:......&lt;br /&gt;(looks like Mar's e only one whu haben receive any posting letter)&lt;br /&gt;Keith: later they put in the wrong letter box den u noe....&lt;br /&gt;CY: later on that very specific day e personnnel call u,' halo brudder, y haven u reached e Tekong's jetty?&lt;br /&gt;The 2 of us are rolling with laughters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CY: Keith u last time at RV wad CCA?&lt;br /&gt;Mar: that sissy guy last time computer club....&lt;br /&gt;Keith:tamade....&lt;br /&gt;Mar: later u see him go army macham like at nite hide under the blankets and sob, crying his heart out for his mother....waaaaaa waaaaaaaa waaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;CY:mwahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Keith:tamade, tok cock!&lt;br /&gt;Keith: tey say Tekong is haunted.&lt;br /&gt;CY: yeah my social studies cher told me tt last time....&lt;br /&gt;Keith: u noe my brudder last time went army, during tt very nite, he hrd e bunk door opened, n he decided to peek, he saw a spirit opening e door, n my bro was then too scared to watch anymore and pretended to be asleep. he was the only one awake at that time... afther awhile when it seemed like moments, the spirit wandered out of the room and closed the door after that...after that he popped out of his bed and opened the door... when he peered across the corridor, he saw nothing. The next morning, his mates from other bunks experienced the same thing....&lt;br /&gt;Mar: den Keith confirm hide under his blanket and cry, n sabo his whole platoon mates cannot slp....&lt;br /&gt;Keith:!#*($()*)@^$#!%&amp;@&amp;amp;^#!#!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;One afternoon we got so bored, so we decided to put some graffitis on the pink slips on evry reading table full of words from wise men.&lt;br /&gt;btw the paper contains some verse from the bible'.......oh wadafook i cant remember wad's it'....' and riddled with students scribblings sucha' god plz gimme As for my A level and i will pray to u.'&lt;br /&gt;Mar instinctively drew out his pen and his hp and in a flash, he wrote,' Dear God, plz boh bi wa peng yu a levels soon soon li li, gam xia gam xia', ' Xiang ho long zhong gia As, wa lang jiu jing hua hee. wa hua hee=li hua hee?'&lt;br /&gt;(actually i cant rembr all, plus my hokkien sux, so Hua hee=happy, i tink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One evening, XiangYuan joined us, and when we're abt to leave, Xiang Yuan went to chat with his frenz...&lt;br /&gt;Mar: quik, pack up and pang seh him!&lt;br /&gt;i got pushed to the front and towards the door... Keith's lagging along behind...&lt;br /&gt;Keith: ey i tink he saw us liaoz la...&lt;br /&gt;following that, Xiang Yuan joined us at the loo.... as usual MAR was doing pull ups(his usual toilet routine)&lt;br /&gt;sO Mar was the last to go in...&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Yuan quikly closed the toilet door and ordered me and Keith to run away....&lt;br /&gt;we hid at the stairs and wait for mar, mins went by and he did not appear, we den decide to wait for him at main gate.. ALAS he was just on his way out too... giving that sianz diao look of cos&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the traffic lights, Mar suddenly blurted out: 'oie 97 CUMING!'&lt;br /&gt;XiangYuan: oie dun my leg injured....&lt;br /&gt;but MAR oredi ran off and me and Keith have to followed suit....&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, panting and puffing... Xiang Yuan was still at the traffic light....&lt;br /&gt;Keith: ey u two like to pang seh each other and me and cy are just running with either one of u....&lt;br /&gt;CY(luffing): ya lor, damn childish lea....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two is a strange combo, endless bickerings and quarrels will follow suit, coupled with extremely hilarious anitics and actions, plus vulgarities(the usual TAMADE)... Man it's realaxing to study in this kind of enviroment haha...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109853193603201668?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109853193603201668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109853193603201668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109853193603201668' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109852821423362989</id><published>2004-10-23T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T03:43:34.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bedshaped!&lt;br /&gt;no one knows how i'm feeling.. even i cant understd&lt;br /&gt;i mite as well dun tok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109852821423362989?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109852821423362989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109852821423362989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109852821423362989' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109852429817203549</id><published>2004-10-23T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T02:38:18.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My beautiful girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A few days after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the strange occurrence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The shine of the marble that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;coincidentally saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;at the old lighthouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the school's stationary store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;holds the key to return to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the fantasy world i experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What i'll do to meet her again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everything becomes a dream after a while....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But just because time has passed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it doesn't mean that everything has disappeared....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;keep ya head held high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for the gal who'll eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;come back.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109852429817203549?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109852429817203549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109852429817203549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109852429817203549' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109845868167257667</id><published>2004-10-22T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T06:15:49.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Best I Ever Had (Grey Sky Morning)"  by Vertical Horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;br /&gt;I just say your name now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you stole my world&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the girl&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me down and lonely&lt;br /&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may take some time to&lt;br /&gt;Patch me up inside&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it so I&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide&lt;br /&gt;And I may find in time that&lt;br /&gt;You were always right&lt;br /&gt;You're always right&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;What was it you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Could it be I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best I ever hadThe best I ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109845868167257667?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109845868167257667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109845868167257667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109845868167257667' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109604533212164846</id><published>2004-09-24T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T02:36:50.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thoughts crossing thru my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of going to holidays overseas, not with my family cos dad's pretty busy lately....&lt;br /&gt;thinking of going to tioman islands, gotta have it cheap cos i got no monies.......&lt;br /&gt;well gotta ask kai, hao ge, neh and buddies along...&lt;br /&gt;well going to army soon, locked up there for two years...&lt;br /&gt;thinking of preparing wad to consult ms tan and mr lim&lt;br /&gt;thinking of my crush, if not for exams and piorities i'll go for her rite now&lt;br /&gt;well cum to tink abt it, guys are just embarrass and timid as a mouse when it cums to askin for a gal's&lt;br /&gt;trust me. ain't no mean feat, it takes alot of guts to surmount the strength to pop the ques&lt;br /&gt;once he passes this test, he will go.... uh huh crazy head over heels over this gal&lt;br /&gt;but wad prevents him is the fear of being rejected&lt;br /&gt;but seriously we only live once&lt;br /&gt;grab evry opportunity tt cums ya way&lt;br /&gt;opinions changes sometimes, the other day u harbour a crush on a gal; the next moment u like the other cutie&lt;br /&gt;tt doesnt mean u're flirt&lt;br /&gt;just a phase u went thru&lt;br /&gt;till sum time after awhile u've made up ya mind and ya heart tells u tt she's the one&lt;br /&gt;u face it, i face it so let's not be ashamed to talk abt it&lt;br /&gt;holding hands is lyk being in heaven&lt;br /&gt;kissing will be another level up&lt;br /&gt;overall the concern and affections u have on each other&lt;br /&gt;is nothing compared to anything else u can tink of in the world&lt;br /&gt;i live to just crave for it&lt;br /&gt;u too, admit it...&lt;br /&gt;if u dun get e gal u wan,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's a blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;god's reserving a beta one for ya, guiding u along till u've found her&lt;br /&gt;so dun be hindered by the fear of being rejected&lt;br /&gt;i've lyk her for a yr&lt;br /&gt;no longer tink it's a crush anymore&lt;br /&gt;i'll ask her&lt;br /&gt;dun care if she reject me&lt;br /&gt;cuz still can be frenz&lt;br /&gt;may be awkward&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay.....&lt;br /&gt;e more relationships u went thru, e beta u're at picking&lt;br /&gt;tt' s when u really whu's truly for u&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit&lt;br /&gt;i love her truly madly deeply.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109604533212164846?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109604533212164846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109604533212164846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109604533212164846' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109604292257591563</id><published>2004-09-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T11:14:32.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i haven been blogging for quite a long time oredi, guess prelims and As have had taken loads of my time, i felt so drained; i'm tired, jaded, n haben been doing the stuffs i used to, sucha wreaking havoc : x haizz one boring yr just pass, haven accomplish much, all i've got were failings and scrapping thru tests, dreaming of As and still dreaming abt it.... guess i nid a break..... oooohz......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109604292257591563?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109604292257591563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109604292257591563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109604292257591563' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109489084921569072</id><published>2004-09-11T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T02:38:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mandy Moore.- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so addicted&lt;br /&gt;To the loving that you're feeding to me&lt;br /&gt;Can't do without it.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's got me weak in the knees&lt;br /&gt;Body's in withdrawal&lt;br /&gt;Every time you take it away&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear me calling&lt;br /&gt;Begging you to come out and play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby come to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;Sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar to my heart&lt;br /&gt;oooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you like candy&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sweet loving&lt;br /&gt;Got me going to the extreme&lt;br /&gt;Won't go without it&lt;br /&gt;This vibe has gotta hold on me&lt;br /&gt;Satisfying baby&lt;br /&gt;Let me show what i'm made of&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;Got me feeling crazy can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;So baby come to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;Sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar to my heartoooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you like candy&lt;br /&gt;So baby come to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;Sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar to my heartoooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you like candy&lt;br /&gt;Now give it to me&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Your love's as sweet as candy&lt;br /&gt;I'll be forever yours&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;MandyBoy&lt;br /&gt;I'm cravin&lt;br /&gt;'Missin' you like candy&lt;br /&gt;So baby come to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;Sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar to my heartoooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you like candy&lt;br /&gt;So baby come to me&lt;br /&gt;Show me who you are&lt;br /&gt;Sweet to me&lt;br /&gt;Like sugar to my heart&lt;br /&gt;oooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you like candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109489084921569072?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109489084921569072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109489084921569072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109489084921569072' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109484137017817578</id><published>2004-09-10T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T02:38:28.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Moffats- Girl of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the girl,&lt;br /&gt;Of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;In my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;You are the girl&lt;br /&gt;of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;All alone,&lt;br /&gt;in my room&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that you were here&lt;br /&gt;Without you, in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding back all of the tears&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;In my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I feel I could have been better to you&lt;br /&gt;All I want, is a chance&lt;br /&gt;To prove that my love is true&lt;br /&gt;Without you, in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: Baby Lets go back in time&lt;br /&gt;To when our hearts would shine&lt;br /&gt;And I could hold you tight In my dreams at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....3317589.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109484137017817578?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109484137017817578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109484137017817578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109484137017817578' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109392018591122851</id><published>2004-08-30T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T19:43:05.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mpg.cc/insidecyworld/savage_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.O.A.T- Greatest of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109392018591122851?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109392018591122851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109392018591122851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109392018591122851' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109391975749535136</id><published>2004-08-30T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T19:35:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Way&lt;br /&gt;by Clay Aiken&lt;br /&gt;Album: Measure of a Man,  The Way / Solitaire,  Independent Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way&lt;br /&gt;You look tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way&lt;br /&gt;That I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way&lt;br /&gt;Your lips invite&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the way that&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous when you're around&lt;br /&gt;and I want you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;And if you need a reason why&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way that I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you hold me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you know me&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh you feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;Something about how&lt;br /&gt;You stay on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way that&lt;br /&gt;I whisper your name when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the look&lt;br /&gt;You get in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby it's the way that&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel to&lt;br /&gt;See you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the reasons they may change&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm feeling stays the same&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way that I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you hold me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you know me&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh you feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh you feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;I can't put my fingers on&lt;br /&gt;Just what it is that&lt;br /&gt;Makes me love you, you baby&lt;br /&gt;So don't ask me to describe&lt;br /&gt;I get all choked up inside&lt;br /&gt;Just thinkin bout the way&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way that I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you hold me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you know me&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say than&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;well&gt;X-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109391975749535136?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109391975749535136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109391975749535136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109391975749535136' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109377653143767986</id><published>2004-08-29T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T03:48:51.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mpg.cc/insidecyworld/03s75portrait_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My claz, 03s75... rox on whether it is sunshine or rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109377653143767986?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109377653143767986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109377653143767986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109377653143767986' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-109377615687066977</id><published>2004-08-29T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T03:44:04.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://mpg.cc/insidecyworld/catus_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow ths pic rox... mwahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-109377615687066977?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109377615687066977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/109377615687066977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109377615687066977' title=''/><author><name>jaded5oul_cy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01304692695652673041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6715161.post-108736865630837431</id><published>2004-06-15T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:51:16.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                  EVERCLEAR-Everything is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes when I get too sad&lt;br /&gt;I think thoughts that I know are bad&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and I count to ten&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's over when I open them &lt;br /&gt;I want the things that I had beforeLike a Star Wars poster on my bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could count to ten&lt;br /&gt;Make everything be wonderful again &lt;br /&gt;Hope my mom and I hope my dad&lt;br /&gt;Will figure out why they get so mad&lt;br /&gt;Hear them scream, I hear them fight&lt;br /&gt;Say bad words that make me wanna cry &lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes when I go to bed&lt;br /&gt;And I dream adventures that will make me smile&lt;br /&gt;I feel better when I hear them say&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be wonderful someday &lt;br /&gt;Promises mean everything when you're little&lt;br /&gt;And the world's so big&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand how&lt;br /&gt;You can smile with all those tears in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tell me everything is wonderful now (Na na na na na na na....) &lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to school and I run and play&lt;br /&gt;I tell the kids that it's all okay&lt;br /&gt;I laugh alot so my friends won't know&lt;br /&gt;When the bell rings I just don't wanna go home &lt;br /&gt;Go to my room and I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I make believe that I have a new life&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you when you say&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be wonderful someday &lt;br /&gt;Promises mean everything when you're little&lt;br /&gt;And the world is so bigI just don't understand how&lt;br /&gt;You can smile with all those tears in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me everything is wonderful now &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now (Na na na na na na na....) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That I will understand someday&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, noI don't wanna hear you say&lt;br /&gt;You both have grown in a different way&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, noI don't wanna meet your friends&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna start over again&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna my life to be the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I hate everything&lt;br /&gt;everyone and everything&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now(Repeat Until End...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave song...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6715161-108736865630837431?l=dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/108736865630837431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6715161/posts/default/108736865630837431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dunmeddlewithcy.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108736865630837431' 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