<?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-7937383274154966727</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:12:39.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>joy ride!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</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>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1343383495184605440</id><published>2007-11-10T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T01:40:46.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Brace yourself for the plight of the born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;as the spotlight strips you bare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just a useless act in the play of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cast as the role of "The Lover" and I feel slightly misplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;in a world thats "Fuck of BE Fucked"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Kill the Lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Letch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;one more time and say it like you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;one more time and tell it like you feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;You've got talent but I just dont see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wrap your hook around my neck and get me off get me off get me off your stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;disguise the lies that you fed me last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;these plots are breeding grounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;for nothing but the worse and nothing could be worse and I know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and what do I have left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the composer just went deaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the singer lost his breathe, in the glow of the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the dancer's on a crutch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the writer drank too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the director lost his touch. In the glow of the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;can you resist the urge to burn the script we wrote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bring on the flood before we choke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;applause engulfs the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;we bow into our tombs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sing me one more line so I can sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;this is all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my love, it follows you to your grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1343383495184605440?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1343383495184605440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1343383495184605440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1343383495184605440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1343383495184605440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/11/brace-yourself-for-plight-of-born.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2916317521597130673</id><published>2007-08-22T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T10:00:50.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you could have been my all, but now you leave me here with nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2916317521597130673?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2916317521597130673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2916317521597130673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2916317521597130673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2916317521597130673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-could-have-been-my-all-but-now-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5869344480058801391</id><published>2007-08-09T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:42:37.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;memories aren't for remembering, mostly just for leaving behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;did nothing solely for anyone, cept' for her and now, you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5869344480058801391?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5869344480058801391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5869344480058801391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5869344480058801391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5869344480058801391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/08/memories-arent-for-remembering-mostly.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8272300839721091138</id><published>2007-08-03T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:19:21.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What we're doing is so wrong, and what you're wearing is so right (it's so tight).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I've never felt better so I'm going out to get her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and I don't care what set of wheels I steal to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Balance is a minor setback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What she thinks is all right, and the way she looks is just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;She sure as hell ain't you, but lord knows she'll have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;She don't know I'm alive but neither do I so there's nothing left to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I could only make it make you want to want me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;One more drink, I think, should do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish that I could say I love to watch you walk away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but you probably won't be back in time to hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So it's just as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No one out there gets back in alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So I'll love the way you stand so close to a guy who we both know can't get near it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Strike when ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Burn the highway down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me hear her high heels moan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm ready, set, go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's cocaine in the key that took us from the bar to her car to the bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Only the lonesome love us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Only the careless can handle us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What's wrong with us that we're so unamused?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8272300839721091138?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8272300839721091138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8272300839721091138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8272300839721091138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8272300839721091138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-were-doing-is-so-wrong-and-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1030399258390556057</id><published>2007-07-30T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T12:46:12.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;youre an actress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;indulging in the limelight and of all mens eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;your scene is special cause no women touches it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;lights shine on your plastic the camera man says passion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;poised and elegant you stand on the sidewalk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;waiting to satisfy the needs of pigs who idolise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;pens waving and your DVs everywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you are oh so immortalised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch i love your Ds the small waist and the hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the way you move your body when you start arousing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its you my misery i have got no big words to substitute simple equivilent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that describes you its you i love youre porn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;love is just a union of the god blessed sunny side up and blah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;means absolutely nothing to your goddammit simple mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you perfected every single move other women cant master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the strip pole front lines with soldiers waiting to pay to view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;they are desparate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you are desparate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know you miss me but i never appear at your shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the two timing days are over but it only takes one mistake to kill it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;equipped with more than enough to just make you fucking happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;enjoy your stay darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;enjoy your stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1030399258390556057?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1030399258390556057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1030399258390556057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1030399258390556057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1030399258390556057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/youre-actress-indulging-in-limelight.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8867287070523183341</id><published>2007-07-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T05:49:27.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have 20cents in my pocket, and im a beggar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The roads are always wet, people are always carrying their umbrellas around, and the sun is in slumber. This makes the mood a little more depressing. Wet seasons are the best when youre at home, but when you need or feel like hanging out, its a totally different story. The darkened skies makes 12pm look like 5pm. When its dark, you just feel like sleeping a little longer, and you dream a little bit more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing is as interesting as dreaming. In dreams, youre real. You can be anyone, and anything. All your wishes come true, and nothing can be in your way. There is no pain in dreams, no suffering, just pure happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what is a want compared to a need? I want cash, I need cash. Does "want" sound better than "need". Does he word, need, makes it sound like youre more desparate? Are wants more important than needs or vice versa? What does each satisfy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I need alot of things, and im desparate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8867287070523183341?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8867287070523183341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8867287070523183341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8867287070523183341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8867287070523183341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-20cents-in-my-pocket-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5803103168780489358</id><published>2007-07-23T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T10:33:42.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its inhumane how it actually revolves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when this karma hits its like a low blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;heartbreak, the way it sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the mental institution rejects all sound ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nerve wrecking pieces to pieces it falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;noone hears you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;three times a day a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when its later its never better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the days get older and nights are the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;eventual statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"you're getting older" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;fundamentals, the principles believe nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;your belief struck a cord in my deepest train of thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;fast speed movement swings me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you charge on like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you remember nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when the day comes to end this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;tracks dislocate and fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i look at you in disdain and wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;was it even right in the book of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that we met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;=) beancurd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5803103168780489358?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5803103168780489358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5803103168780489358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5803103168780489358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5803103168780489358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-inhumane-how-it-actually-revolves.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6554589938207258636</id><published>2007-07-21T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:58:19.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;morals, my fucking bullshit morals. you have some? sell them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't ever ask us to define our morals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes when fundamentals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Meet teenage heartbreak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Some of us are all of us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Half-selves that love whole hopes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And hari-kiri heartbreak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's almost nothing worse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Than never being real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Strained voices crying wolf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;When nobody can hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I had a gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd pump your ethics full of lead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I believed in meat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd eat a plateful of our dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's merit in construction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;When it's done with your own hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's beauty in destruction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Resurrection, another chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's a u and i in union &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;But just an i in my beliefs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's a crashing plane with a banner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;That reads "everyone's naive" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The only proof that I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;That we shot and killed this horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is the sounds of whips on flesh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And a bleeding heart remorse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;When I'm in this state of reflection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And you hand me whips and two-by-fours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I could never bring them down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And beat the same horse as before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd rather kill a stupid flower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And spread it's seeds aound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6554589938207258636?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6554589938207258636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6554589938207258636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6554589938207258636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6554589938207258636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/morals-my-fucking-bullshit-morals.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-9076475660766591009</id><published>2007-07-18T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:13:26.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;spring or summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;it still feels like winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart goes to slumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;never getting sober&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;life is great. apart from being alive, theres the sun, the clouds, the sky the stars, the moon, the green pastures, birds, animals...Nights are always peaceful, its peaceful in a way, no one is there to bother you. You can hear your fan spinning, crickets chirping, et cetera. The peace keeps you calm and prepares you for another day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nights are also scary. Your mind wakes up to this peace and works hard. You think, you wonder, you worry, anxiety increases and you cannot fall asleep. You wish there was more peace when you're awake. You wish that you're better off dead. You wish for so many things, but you cannot reach them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What comes true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-9076475660766591009?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/9076475660766591009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=9076475660766591009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/9076475660766591009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/9076475660766591009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/spring-or-summer-it-still-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1782241287870812528</id><published>2007-07-14T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T07:02:17.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the more you know, the harder it is to take decisive action. Once you become informed. You start seeing complexities and shades of grey. You realise that nothing is as clear and simple as it first appears. Ultimately, knowledge is paralyzing. Being a man of action, I cant afford to take that risk. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im ignorant, but at least I act on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1782241287870812528?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1782241287870812528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1782241287870812528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1782241287870812528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1782241287870812528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-you-know-harder-it-is-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-784024545173418558</id><published>2007-07-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T16:52:03.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to Eric, Phoebe, Rachel and Cindy for accompanying me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;For the fucking account, I, SIWEI, do not give a shit about how people look at me. I live with my own principles and my own rules, so if you cannot fucking stand me, or want to show me that you're far more superior than me, go away. I have no wish to compete or prove anything. All I want is to do better for everything, for myself, that is why I try and I accept failures. If you're the kind of person who is F.A.K.E, leave me alone too, cos if you cannot be yourself, I dont see a fucking point I should want to know you and befriend you. Get what I mean? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and yeah,  there are some people whom I do not like at Brewerkz, but fuck, I dont think they like me either, so why should I give a shit. I can fucking write your names here, but hey, I love peace, so try not to make me angry, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bottomline, dont fucking put up a show in front of me, and try to be nice, show your true self, and i'll respect you for who you are, for I dont judge people, I accept people for what they are.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-784024545173418558?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/784024545173418558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=784024545173418558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/784024545173418558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/784024545173418558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/thanks-to-eric-phoebe-rachel-and-cindy.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8626218443795183234</id><published>2007-07-11T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:07:26.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dear grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you didnt cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;all you did was fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i held your hands for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i didnt see you for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i admire how you fought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;despite the hair loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and the loss of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you fought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and now you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;may you be rid of the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;rest in peace my grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll think of you now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps rest in peace grandma. The only thing im sorry about all my late grandparents, is that i never ever will have the chance again to give them back all the love they have given me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8626218443795183234?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8626218443795183234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8626218443795183234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8626218443795183234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8626218443795183234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-grandma-you-didnt-cry-all-you-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4559676355614716517</id><published>2007-07-10T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:54:01.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Daily encounters, put into words, signifies nothing, nothing at all. Words, are just plain useless single alphabets married to further convey what you see and hear. These words practise fidelities and often have more than just one partner. They usually have different rituals, for example, "noun", pronoun", possessive pronoun", et cetera. Marrying a "I" and a "S" gives you a IS, whereby it IS always used, regardless of the context. "IS this your pen?", "IS she your steady?", "IS your mum married?", and whatever you can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Communication is a powerful tool. In this society, we sell ourselves, both talent and our body. A hot young lady with 32Cs and a 24W gets a job much easier. Sterotyping? Maybe, but SEX sells! Its sad, but hey, true. Talent, on the other hand, takes effort. I cant blame you for not having a hot body, but I can blame you for not being able to sell your talent. Even if you have none, you should be able to talk me into "buying" you. We all communicate everyday, essential. Fact is, how much is absorbed into the other person's mind when you actually communicate, and how much do you want that person to absorb and understand, is a very difficult thing to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll say, the only word you guys absorb when you read the above paragraph, is the word SEX. My point, SEX sells, ese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The wonderful, magical world of Lidenwood, where animals enjoy the ample busking under the shining rays of the sun and the never ending flow of clear, clean water. Lidenwood, where the tall green trees lushes throughout the year, protecting the young, new lives emerging. Kept in a constant state of cool, precious herbs thrives, only to be discovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Discovered? Or do they want to be discovered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mankind, the ones whose eyes light up at the sight of wealth and power, lives along the outskirts of Lidenwood. For years, the woods have been protected by environmentalists from everywhere. Saving the trees and animals from the evil plans of these mankind, whereby to rid the forest off its precious greens and the land it covers. Do these mankind know of what they do? What ever happened to shamspwood? The forest where unicorns travel a day just to get to the other end, the forest where fairies build their magic residence just to keep peace and safety within. Gone. Mankind, as they claim, loves mother nature, but yet, ironically, destroys it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps LIVEEARTH?, the concert held. Okay, first thing, I do appreciate musicians playing music in support of saving the Earth's ecosystem and all. Think. Message sent across by various were, "USE LESS CARS", "STOP POLLUTING THE WATERS", images shown were INDUSTRIAL WASTE, FAST FOOD. Sounds very USansA? Come on, cars, in reality, we all say: "YEAH ITS ALRIGHT TO WALK." Seriously, fuck you, who the fuck in this fast paced society wants to walk? Who the fucking hell even appreciates a sunset? Or just the clouds moving above you? Or just the way you're protected from the harmful UV rays of the sun? Hardly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think, the simpliest plan, ARMAGEDDON, if it exists, i wouldn't mind. Lets just, start all over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4559676355614716517?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4559676355614716517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4559676355614716517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4559676355614716517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4559676355614716517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/daily-encounters-put-into-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2861014459660038233</id><published>2007-07-09T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T01:00:20.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe you don't understand it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what keeps them awake at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What goes through their little minds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you turn off the light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Always having to say sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;tears are stained on the pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Like the light of the moon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;they can't be one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't exist without the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's think clearly for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can he shine without a smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am I alone with no one to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Looks like they know what's best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess I'll have to crawl inside and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know why I'm sitting by myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when the problem isn't mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Been around the block a few times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;been beat up by all his friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Learing life is like a maze that never seems to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Like an open book, blank pages left for only him to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Life is short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;this chapter takes so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't tell the right from the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's so hard for you to place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;An expression on his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am I alone with no one to be found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Looks like they know what's best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Guess I'll have to crawl inside and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't know why I'm sitting by myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when the problem isn't mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why doesn't anybody like me, I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Why my friends and family left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;At six years old he won't be taught a meaning to this mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;He'll just have to take a guess, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and make his own plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And we'll never see the child that was forced to be a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2861014459660038233?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2861014459660038233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2861014459660038233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2861014459660038233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2861014459660038233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/maybe-you-dont-understand-it-what-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-232002808867838215</id><published>2007-07-08T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:50:22.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay this is what happens, i always drink at home before i go out, and its always barcadi rum or 151, neat. So Im always on the high side, and so if i drink more, i get wasted, and thats the whole point. Okay and i dont give a shit about getting drunk, although people around me will have a problem with me, im still learning how to be drunk and sober at the same time, so i'll drink more. Like last night, i went out, my parents were not home till like 830pm, so i drank again, actually they are quite dumb cos i already finished 2 bottles of their spirits before and they still leave the new bottles in the cupboard, HAHA, good for me though. So i drank half a new bottle, and so im happy and high, then i went to yck, then i went to boat quay, drank 3 pints of beer in quick successions, then, over to magaritas, 2 in quick successions, then, 2 corona in quick successions, then i think i took barons, and then i puked, then i got drunk and ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps I'll drink till i turn blue and live another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-232002808867838215?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/232002808867838215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=232002808867838215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/232002808867838215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/232002808867838215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-this-is-what-happens-i-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5441143633026611069</id><published>2007-07-07T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T15:02:31.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I cant dream anymore, since you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant wake anymore, in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you singing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cheer up my friends all say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps doing nothing is the new trend! so is being a nerdtarty. The popup called partypoker.com just popped up on my screen and i hate it so im gonna close it. Its gone. Im tired but i cant fall asleep and its another stuffy night so im gonna go fetch myself a glass of ice filled water to cool myself down, and so i did. Im hardcore so what, like phoebe's sister's fiance said in FRIENDS: "I guess im just impulsive to be romantic.", i guess i am, but i usually do it with the wrong people. I feel that my life is in a mess now but im not really sure if it is. I still feel happy at times but not really happy but i know im still happy at times. Im an actor! Im really trying very hard to be very serious but i just cant cos its not me, im serious with certain things but most people think that those things are just not important but its important to me. Why cant we just make love and not war? i should go to bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5441143633026611069?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5441143633026611069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5441143633026611069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5441143633026611069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5441143633026611069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-dream-anymore-since-you-left-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4895324361312129699</id><published>2007-07-03T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:51:10.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been trying to reach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but my extension cord wouldnt reach that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps waiting waiting waiting we spend most of our lives waiting, time is ticking, theres no stopping, sing a song of heart breaking tune and make yourself cry, for all we know, is all we still do not. Memories are dead, but still tattoed on your brain, always there. 20 years of this life doesnt seem to mean anything, look back and sigh and sigh another one. Sit on your bedroom floor and wonder, the greater plans of life. you look back and sigh yet another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4895324361312129699?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4895324361312129699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4895324361312129699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4895324361312129699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4895324361312129699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-been-trying-to-reach-you-but-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6577040552526204392</id><published>2007-07-01T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T04:32:46.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;like a bad star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im falling faster down to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;shes the only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;one who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what it is to burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps Is there a greater plan awaiting so I cannot get what I want now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6577040552526204392?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6577040552526204392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6577040552526204392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6577040552526204392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6577040552526204392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/07/like-bad-star-im-falling-faster-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4154090625563819630</id><published>2007-06-29T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T04:31:55.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I made a magic wand today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i'll wish myself away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;next to the ocean where birds sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;these are a few of my favourite things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ps AMY REID is the TIU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4154090625563819630?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-879179372792757477</id><published>2007-06-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:52:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its words you'll never say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the ones that i really hope i wont hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that last goodbye i heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;was your lowest of tolerance, suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;empty house echos the wails of this never anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;forgot what we fought for, hard as i might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dont have the will to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hang ups and non replies never reciprocated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the feelings i had for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*Im already a few days overdue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; like postage posted wrongly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; the mail and receiver will never meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; and there was no address to "return to if posted wrongly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;are you getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;any better from any matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the last words still doesnt convey anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you'll never taste this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"i miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-879179372792757477?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/879179372792757477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=879179372792757477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/879179372792757477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/879179372792757477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-words-youll-never-say-ones-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2234026408951598255</id><published>2007-06-24T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:02:54.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What do you like about music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;to begin with...everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2234026408951598255?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2234026408951598255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2234026408951598255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2234026408951598255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2234026408951598255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-do-you-like-about-music-to-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8502078120808810628</id><published>2007-06-24T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:44:08.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;" just when i opened up my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"the one you used to love came and ripped it right apart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;am i fucking right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so eventually girls grow up to be prettier than how they were and guys, whom the girl used to like but they didnt like them last time since they were ugly, came back to grab this opportunity since the girl is prettier(and they're lonely)than last time hoping for a chance to be with them since they're prettier and in addition, the girl used to like them so, why not? wooing is easier, everything is easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;girls are dumb. lying through your teeth is easy but never, never try to lie to someone whos vast experience exceeds what you think of him. i see things through fucking easssssssy. ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED ED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im too fucking honest, really, but fuck you, i hate liars, esp girl liars who lie for guys to guys wooing them when you girls say "hes just my friend la". hey, you aint come i aint gonna die, but if you want to kill me, load you gun with bullets and hit me with the god awful truth. stop pretending you'll never fall in love, fuck that, we're all looking for love, and you know it. ah, and its always EASY to woo someone who likes you, guys aint dumb you see.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i enjoyed my tequila shots combo today, esp the one called "marsbars", but 7 is way too little to kill me. make it 21 the next time fellas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll say, in multiples of 7, till i bend over and puke, now thats love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8502078120808810628?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8502078120808810628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8502078120808810628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8502078120808810628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8502078120808810628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-when-i-opened-up-my-heart-one-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7025221693650126147</id><published>2007-06-23T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T16:13:20.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;idiotic koreans said i looked like one today, at least the comment came from a 'well endowed' girl, then followed by her friends. They didnt believe i was singaporean, so is that a good thing or a bad thing? This korean girl told me her name, some 'ann jink' name i dont really know how to spelll it out, shook my hand and asked me to go korea with her. Well miss, i would have agreed if i dont really have memories here in singapore, so thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;why must my deployment always be at the 7000s. Its never fun working that area on a friday and i worked mr.superman shift today from 12pm to 130am. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;saw a girl that looked like her and the other one that looked like you. Was thinking if it was really any of you walking past me, i hope its not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;wow. another saturday to burn at work. 6pm till 130am. Just dont let it be 7000s again. I'll appreciate it a whole lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish i could really fake a smile, at least a more real one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7025221693650126147?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7025221693650126147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7025221693650126147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7025221693650126147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7025221693650126147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/idiotic-koreans-said-i-looked-like-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-3559785512588460491</id><published>2007-06-22T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:36:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for the shitty morning I gave you, and fuck the previous post, thats fucking all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Broken heart again today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the flowers that i gave to you have withered all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;just when i opened up my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the one you used to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;came and ripped it right apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;why do i never seem to learn that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;love is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and girls are fucking evil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess i'll never figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what womenkind is all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i heard your voice again today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im scarred by all the lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that were once promises youd made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i lie in bed awake at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and wonder what went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;or even more just what went right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;why do i never seem to learn that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;love is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and girls are fucking evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess i'll never figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;what womenkind is all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;love is wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-3559785512588460491?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/3559785512588460491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=3559785512588460491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3559785512588460491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3559785512588460491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-for-shitty-morning-i-gave-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2059798653870738782</id><published>2007-06-21T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:09:40.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you. I saw you leave just now, but I didnt call out your name. I think of you now and then and then and now and now you're still on my mind. I want to see you. I want to message you and tell you I miss you but I always do the opposite nowadays. I do not want anything I do to be obvious anymore but its always the opposite. The opposite, I like you but you do not. Im upside down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its words you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;to annivasary songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;the bottles bite back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;your tolerance wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;your good intentions count for little more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;if you're sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;why wage war?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im not fully convinced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;theres something wrong with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;could another point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;be biased and untrue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;tear me away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;will you be my valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;if im a world away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;are breaking me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;constants arent so constant anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;two days i wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;calls to come through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;tonight for me translate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;to yesterday to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bend and you wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you're barely away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish i could say tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you bend and wave goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;youd take me with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;will you be my valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;if im a world away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;are breaking me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;constants arent so constant anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;will you be my valentine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2059798653870738782?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2059798653870738782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2059798653870738782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2059798653870738782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2059798653870738782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-683646497125363855</id><published>2007-06-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:29:28.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, its better to give up than persevere, because there will either be no outcome or the outcome sucks. SO, I'll say, fuck it, and guys shouldn't blog about emotions. On the other hand, its ironic how I can give up on math and not girl(s). This life is ironic indeed, but fuck, I'll turn 'ironic' to my favour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Giving up is actually a way of saying "I win.", but what's there to gain? While failure, makes more sense, since we always want to gain something, in this case, lessons. IRONIC. hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So, failure is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't stay over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;it seems we drive forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and can never get away from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;well just one more try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm guessing you are over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess its bravery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cos its black out the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you sleep in the passenger seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so when its always on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but you never speak of the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its in your blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm certain its fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so i'll stay out in the car cos the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;has gotten to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but its really these roadsigns and freeways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that i cant take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;this cant be how you live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ball and chain round your waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;or a simple state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;your minds sick again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im tasting nothing before the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"please dont leave me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and its dark in the winter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so your ideas start to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;well your head is spinning like that carousel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know you're a mess after a three or four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but if you make it different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;we'll make our way to the surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and your favourite place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;where we sit and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;know all the words and i sing you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;they're just thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so go ahead and speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so pick out what you like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-683646497125363855?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/683646497125363855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=683646497125363855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/683646497125363855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/683646497125363855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-its-better-to-give-up-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-113706990827633597</id><published>2007-06-18T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T02:10:17.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its irritating how much you want to know something for sure, although you know that the answer is something that you won't want to hear. These days... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Posessions never meant anything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im not crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and a dog named dog who pisses on my floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;that's right I got a floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;so what, so what, so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;where everything important to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;just seem to fall right down my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and on to the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;my closest friend linoleum, linoleum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;supports my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;give me something to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thats me, on the beach side combing the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;metal meter in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sporting a pocket full of change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats me on the street with the violin under my chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;playing with a grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;singing gibberish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats me on the back of the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats me in the cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats me inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;thats me inside your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-113706990827633597?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/113706990827633597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=113706990827633597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/113706990827633597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/113706990827633597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-irritating-how-much-you-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2859279688459273455</id><published>2007-06-16T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:22:55.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its another tired week, and will be another the next. Its okay, since I enjoy my work, somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"The only way its right is to fake everythings' okay, is to make everything okay.", the former sounds better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Simple pleasures are easy. As ironic, we're all not simple, thus, simple pleasures are difficult. The simpliest things we do that actually make ourselves feel happy, allowing us to release that little smile, so simple, yet so difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"Break it off or let's get together.", true, but rather, why glue it when you want to destroy it in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What's the best day of your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No more waiting on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;as you rise inside new rooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's official you've gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and you can live for noone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;man the guilt must be huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;As there's no gain in failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you suceed at being mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah old friend, see you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I will be proud from afar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can paint a picture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;in a moment of memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and there aren't many left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am extradited, uninvited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its just another Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;take a step to freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you and her loathing this cruel world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;take a breath of shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and exhale trust and allegience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;liberate yourself from hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its just another Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2859279688459273455?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2859279688459273455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2859279688459273455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2859279688459273455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2859279688459273455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-another-tired-week-and-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7049247804049215315</id><published>2007-06-12T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:43:10.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>henceforth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm thankful that I have broken up with Sophia. Much has been learnt from the incident and now, thinking back, it all seemed like I was the one who didn't actually grow up at that point in time. This is heartfelt, not sour grapes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The process of growing up, the process of crash and experiencing different kinds of things that you least expect it, makes you a much stronger and sensible person. Bullshit, yes, but unless you went through that period of hell, you'll never know what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever since that incident, I've realised friends play a very important role in our lives and without them, this life is just meaningless. The ones who will eventually be there, apart from your parents, are your friends. I was blinded, well I was, by love, lust, whatever you call it. There was never balance between my lover and my friends, it was always the lover dominating, and I got further away from my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Days passed like years then as I was trying to get myself back. During then, I made new friends, I lost some friends. I was expecting a change in myself again, another major change, some friends just could't take it and left. Its sad but I guess you can't expect everyone to accept any kind of change in you all of a sudden, so, you gain some, you lose some. The funny thing is, I feel that they do not actually know what I was feeling back then. The feeling of Losing someone that was once so important to you. Its hard to convey this form of rage as well as pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I also feel there is not much point making too many friends, I'll leave that to another time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;At this point of time, what I'm feeling is blue. This colour never changes, and I'm so used to taking blames I just take them, its so easy. It makes everyone happy as well. Its hard to defeat one's purpose of blaming you for something when they just want to escape from it. Is it so difficult to just take blame? Try it for once will you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd rather make everyone happy than be happy myself.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7049247804049215315?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7049247804049215315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7049247804049215315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7049247804049215315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7049247804049215315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/henceforth.html' title='henceforth'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6301523637541755235</id><published>2007-06-11T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T01:10:02.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fckufcae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im going to quit smoking for good, and I mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;IRRITATING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6301523637541755235?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6301523637541755235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6301523637541755235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6301523637541755235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6301523637541755235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/fckufcae.html' title='fckufcae'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-135109632020852676</id><published>2007-06-09T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T08:07:41.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOuche</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im already very honest. I mean Im too honest with you. I admit everything and all, tell you the reasons why. They say honesty is the best policy, yeah..the best..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-135109632020852676?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/135109632020852676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=135109632020852676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/135109632020852676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/135109632020852676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/douche.html' title='DOuche'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7044986936992383586</id><published>2007-06-07T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T11:04:35.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be brown! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be blue!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be violet sky! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be hurtful! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be purple! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be anything you like! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta be green! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta be mean! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotta be everything more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you like me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you like me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't you walk out the door! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7044986936992383586?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7044986936992383586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7044986936992383586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7044986936992383586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7044986936992383586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/whydontyoulikeme.html' title='ARGH!'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-3979225347402318814</id><published>2007-06-07T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:12:38.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;OOH. I cant wait for Transformers. 7.4.7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Autobots vs. Decepticons. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-3979225347402318814?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/3979225347402318814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=3979225347402318814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3979225347402318814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3979225347402318814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/fight.html' title='FIGHT'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6739717883839145825</id><published>2007-06-06T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:53:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summerwinds; dessertstars; 2words; we'll be on our way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;These words were never spoken to be undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Time was consumed by every second which meant nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Every 5 I took I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and I'd rather be stranded alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its like I just lost a best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone who never would mean anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Turns out into someone who grabs me by the heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Unknowingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;As I write this note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;of a car passing by looking for lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;in any empty carpark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;just not knowing where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its like I just lost a best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone who never would mean anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Turns out into someone who grabs me by the heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;unknowingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I see you so much clearer than you see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ask me why the sun rises in the east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and why does my heart set for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;never in the east but within you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I still hope for nothing, but it just feels so bad to know Im not calling you or sending you messages just cause I do not want to trouble you from my own emotions. I just want to stand beside you again and get close to your sweetside, but my head thinks otherwise. Just like you, I hate to impose, you'll just never know how difficult it is to do what Im doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;All that I have, 26 dollars and the keys to a cadilac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6739717883839145825?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6739717883839145825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6739717883839145825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6739717883839145825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6739717883839145825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/summerwinds-dessertstars-2words-well-be.html' title='summerwinds; dessertstars; 2words; we&apos;ll be on our way'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-693628905982409192</id><published>2007-06-04T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T04:22:56.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nevermind, things are hard at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-693628905982409192?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/693628905982409192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=693628905982409192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/693628905982409192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/693628905982409192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7941071037968981357</id><published>2007-06-04T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T01:05:34.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June4thmiddaysun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't really care what happens next. School mailed me some "failure to attend school" kind of mail. I got into shit with my mum again. FUCK I hated this morning, scolding at 6am, 8am and 2pm. I wonder HOW she ever thought of such shitty methods to screw herself and me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK. Im not a childish piece of shit, alright. Im just being myself, and if theres anyone who cant take it, just tell me or keep it to yourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK. This is all like repetitive, and it goes on and on. Until the day you die or whatsoever. Getting reprimanded just makes you feel so fucked when you know you have been trying to do well and all. Seriously, just give me $1000 a month, pay my phone bills and internet bills, I'll just stop doing my part time and study real hard for this fucked up repeated semester. You think working on weekends is enough to keep me alive? NO. I work on weekends, plus weekdays. The days that I actually play and you complain is when some fucking letter comes dropping in. Fuck the school. Im a mess? Yeah, you got it right. I am a mess, but when will you fucking grown ups realise theres more to life than what you all have been telling me? Why do all of you seem to learn so much but in the end, words that come out from your speak holes are all shit and common sense? STUDY? STUDY. When will you all EVER admit your own mistakes and say you have said something wrong?! Im messed up, right, I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And seriously, liking someone is bullshit.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7941071037968981357?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7941071037968981357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7941071037968981357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7941071037968981357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7941071037968981357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/june4thmiddaysun.html' title='June4thmiddaysun'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7125961385383684010</id><published>2007-06-01T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:28:35.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am someone who can't make a girl happy. A girl can only be mine if she is willing to withstand all my nonsense. I am too demanding, I am impatient, I am selfish, but I don't really give a fuck.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This afternoon, I felt like shit again. Although I told myself never to feel like shit over another girl again, I did on quite a few occasions. Like earlier this afternoon, when I was still sleeping, I had to msg this girl and feel like shit on the bed when all she could say was "sorry". I do not need the sorries you give. I know you don't like me or whatever, but you're being too nice to me, and I do not get any wrong ideas, I still know you wont like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;You're the girl whom I woo-ed the longest, and I'll never do it again on another.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7125961385383684010?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7125961385383684010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7125961385383684010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7125961385383684010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7125961385383684010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-someone-who-cant-make-girl-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8231258517980477038</id><published>2007-06-01T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:11:23.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitler, the dictator, massive killing of jews and..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its epic, the worst has yet to come, and it is going to be EPIC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;-play some music and i'll add some beats.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8231258517980477038?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8231258517980477038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8231258517980477038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8231258517980477038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8231258517980477038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/06/hitler-dictator-massive-killing-of-jews.html' title='Hitler, the dictator, massive killing of jews and..'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7956616783197641570</id><published>2007-05-31T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:38:42.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever tasted sin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sin tastes abit like tobasco. Its sour but the after effects are spicy and you may upset your stomach if taken in huge doses. I like it though, so you should try some too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;She's back! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you care if I don't know what to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you sleep tonight? Will you think of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Will I shake this off? Pretend its all okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;there is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A medication box is useful when you're injured, most people call it the First Aid box. It has almost everything an injured person needs, but if it is not utilised by a trained professional, medications are useless due to the lack of knowledge of each purpose. An injured person may still die eventually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone thinks they know everything. Whatever they have in their minds, is a fixed set of theory that another individual needs to take time to comprehend. This fixed set of theory is difficult to change, and it makes people arrogant, ignorant and sometimes even a fuckface. Is it really so difficult to accept what another individual tell you? What if what they say actually makes sense and it is the world's stand? What if, you fuse your own theory with another and make more sense out of it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The way we are brought up, the common beliefs that our parents passed downed to us varies tremendously as we grow older. That is why some of us rebel. Rise against to those who opposed our own thinking. Eventually, if we follow what we believe and continue taking what's right for ourselves, it'll be fine I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was thinking of asking you to be my girl, if you're reading this?! Although I think the answer will be the usual "I dont know." and I really do feel like slapping your forehead, but no choice la! Like you said, you're naturally an ass, hahahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So should I ask ANOT?!!!! tell me laaaaaaaaaaa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7956616783197641570?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7956616783197641570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7956616783197641570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7956616783197641570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7956616783197641570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-you-ever-tasted-sin.html' title='have you ever tasted sin?'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8049987732055596117</id><published>2007-05-30T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:34:25.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post hardcore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I still cannot click with people who studies or have studied in junior colleges. I tried my best, but fuck, just cannot click, sorry. Im weird la. HAHA. She's coming home later! yay!! Working at brewerkz tires me out, I want to clock in at least 40 hours a week but my physical abilities do not allow me to do so. It is not I do not want to work or anything similar, but i just feel very tired and I really want more time to myself. I do not want to grow up so quickly sometimes, but come to think of it, I have already grown up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Was talking to one of my Brewerkz friends just now. He said" Everyone has his or her dark past.". That was after I showed him the scars I had on my arm after he told me he sort of self mutilates himself when he was younger. Im always thinking most people I met, although, yes, we all have our dark pasts but most of them I met, I do not feel it like as bad. I do not know, maybe Im just being irritating. Well, I have met people who have very dark pasts, and in comparision, mine is peanuts. Well...nevermind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still, I feel that the world is unfair, its just that it was never unfair in my favour and that SUCKS! haha. I hope she msges me when she gets back. I dont know! I hope Im in her mind or something, even like a zap of thought which passes very fast, but still, yeah, I hope I was that mere zap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;SLEEPING TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8049987732055596117?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8049987732055596117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8049987732055596117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8049987732055596117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8049987732055596117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-hardcore.html' title='post hardcore'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4989671791094331981</id><published>2007-05-28T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T14:50:23.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss someone. I miss someone.I miss someone. My phone is too quiet. My phone is too quiet. My phone is too quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I got cheated today. CHEATED, and I swear I will never ever do that thing again no matter what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was never motivated. I was never motivated. To do anything. I'd rather feel motivated. I'd rather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd like to...I'd love to... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;School school school. Fuck school la. Fuck school again. Shitty Mondays, shitty people, shitty class, fuckfaces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY. School, cheap food, lousy food, same shit. BLOG BLOG BLOG. Useless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;A series of questions were never answered. Never answered. Idiots all around. Pisses me off. FUCKFACES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4989671791094331981?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4989671791094331981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4989671791094331981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4989671791094331981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4989671791094331981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/mood.html' title='mood'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-563591146722841828</id><published>2007-05-26T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:37:46.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poprocks and coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Light the fire, light the fire, light the fire. Chug chug chug! I have no time to do anything. I have so much time to do everything. I make decisions that I do not make 6 years back. I make decisions for the future good rather than a moment of impulse. Is this proof that I have grown up? Or has every any other been doing this since 6 years ago? I feel I learn more than the others about what this life is all about. I feel old inside, feel that I haven't been doing any thing childish for the past 2 years, feels so mundane, so stagnant. At 20, should I already have achieved something? Like a business or maybe accomplish something, so that people around me, who know me will be in awe? Or is 20 really too young a age to have achieved something this major? Why are there reports saying that there are 25 year olds who are in charge of business and making a name? What makes this special then, the age right? They are young and they marked a spot. Money cannot be everything, but in Singapore, it seems like it almost is. The pursue of passion fails most who really damage themselves just to make their passion a reality. This nation concentrates on the creme of the crop, passion, lucky ones who make it, are seen as jems, but what about those who are trying? Those who cannot make it, what happened to them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Everywhere you turn, it'll be a turning point. Noone can direct you where to go but yourself, either you make a right turn or a wrong turn. When we're young, a wrong turn is inevitable. That is where we learn? Or is it time we wasted turning? Should we have listened to our parents when we were younger so we can turn correctly? If I agree to this point, then my 1234,1234 post is contradicted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I should be going out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-563591146722841828?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/563591146722841828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=563591146722841828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/563591146722841828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/563591146722841828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/poprocks-and-coke.html' title='poprocks and coke'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-9132483615080228492</id><published>2007-05-25T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:50:50.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my straight face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I keep listening to "The last song I'll ever write for a girl". I don't know why, but its an old and all time favourite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"I guess I'll never figure out, what womenkind is all about." TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Random, I have nothing to do and I can't fall asleep, so I type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanted to buy a book today, but I'm restrained by the stupid thing called MONEY, the book is called 'Things I Loved'&lt;things&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Working later at 12pm, please let me wake up at 10am, PLEASE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This girl went to Tokyo just now, and will be gone for a week.=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ate MEE POK again, cos I like it and I don't want to eat curry rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Suppose to go to a chalet later, but I have to work.SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im working alot, I have the intention to play but at the same time I need to survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Woke up at Eric's house today, he looked quite frustrated and tired.SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I should be sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a new clock on my blog.LOOK LEFT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm blogging like a girl this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am so bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-9132483615080228492?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/9132483615080228492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=9132483615080228492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/9132483615080228492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/9132483615080228492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-straight-face.html' title='my straight face'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4237805400509872468</id><published>2007-05-23T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:37:34.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for "music lovers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I love anyone who is into the music. When people take it a step too far into fashion and personality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's when I shut off. I have a difficult time embracing fans who love the side effects more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the actual music. Listen to music, not artists, let the art speak for itself." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Anthony Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yep, Anthony said whatever I wanted to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4237805400509872468?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4237805400509872468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4237805400509872468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4237805400509872468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4237805400509872468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-retards.html' title='for &quot;music lovers&quot;'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8108459632669001079</id><published>2007-05-22T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:35:28.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to fall in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is it like to fall in love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, say the object of your affection walks by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First, your heart falls into your stomach and splashes your innards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the moisture makes you sweat profusely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This condensation shorts the circuits to your brain and you get all woozy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth disengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Medically speaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8108459632669001079?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8108459632669001079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8108459632669001079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8108459632669001079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8108459632669001079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-fall-in.html' title='to fall in'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4502771519559490547</id><published>2007-05-20T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:51:21.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let me start this from the day we met...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, I do not want to complain, but at times when I look at friendster accounts and saw poseurs, i just get very irritated. How the fuck do you define poseurs? Like Aiden? Yes, those retards are, and so are those here who IDOLISE them. Singapore is fucked la, everyone does things cause everyone is doing it, and when you try to really be different, you get scolded, what the fuck right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There are retards here who claim themselves "artistic", "a music lover"...but fuck, its like, aiyerrr! The fucking music industry screwed it all anyway. $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $, fame, dressed up to fit in, this is what is happening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poseurs, just fuck off really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4502771519559490547?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4502771519559490547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4502771519559490547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4502771519559490547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4502771519559490547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-me-start-this-from-day-we-met.html' title='let me start this from the day we met...'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5700546337797665178</id><published>2007-05-18T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:22:50.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pher-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am all about you now. I know it and I mean it. The past is over and it really is. You're so uncertain about everything, but I want to be the one who assures you everything is going to be alright. Just...for one day, be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;NIGHTS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5700546337797665178?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5700546337797665178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5700546337797665178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5700546337797665178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5700546337797665178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/pher-ed.html' title='pher-ed'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4218602366860757712</id><published>2007-05-17T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:22:50.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1234 1234</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"You, you try, you try to get by",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"You'll never pull it off.",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"You shouldn't even try.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"You're a wet cigarette.",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"You're always 2nd best.",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but they're never gonna give a shit about anybody but themselves. You fight for them to realise, there's more to life, there's more to you, there's more than meets the eye. And when you're done, the battles' been won, you sit back and smile and this is what you hum, you hum.. 12341234! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The years go by, the time it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes oh, so quick and it seems like nothing, but when you're looking back, well it amounts to everything. I've got myself, I've got my friends, I've got my little family, but that's not where it ends. This one goes out to you, it goes out to everyone. Its in the name of honesty cos life has just begun..12341234!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Look around little brother, can you tell me what you see? You're a big boy now so take responsiblity. You never had it hard and now its getting tough so you whine whine whine and say you had enough. You say Im full of shit, that Im a hypocrite, I shouldn't talk when I can't take the advise that I give. Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes, the main difference here is I TRY TRY TRY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;NEVER QUIT TRYING, NO MATTER HOW FUCKING HARD THIS FUCKING LIFE TAKES YOU TO. LIFE IS A FUCKED UP ROAD TRIP THAT LEADS YOU TO GOD KNOWS WHERE, BUT FUCK, EVENTUALLY, IVE GOT MY FUCKING LIFE TO TALK ABOUT, UNLIKE FUCKED UP KIDS. FUCK YOU ALL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;TRYTRYTRYTRYTRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I LOVE MY FUCKING LIFE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4218602366860757712?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4218602366860757712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4218602366860757712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4218602366860757712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4218602366860757712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/1234-1234.html' title='1234 1234'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8317577486982473841</id><published>2007-05-15T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:34:02.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfectlynormal day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I do not know why, it is just so special the feeling you give me. I do not mind anything. I will not mind anything. I have been writing about you so much, someday I wish you'll read my blog. I miss you all the while, yet I cannot tell you that all the time. I want to see you so much, and a mere movie just ain't enough. Even so, I can't tell you all this so often, cos you're not mine. I reserve myself to telling you all these things, cos Im scared you might feel irritated and just walk away. Im so scared you'll just sub-consiously push me away again. I wish we'll remain like this, but I just want to do so much more with you. I can take it slow, just for you. I can do everything in your pace, just for you. I will wait till you tell me you feel for me, even if it is a no, I'll be happy just to know you. I want a sign from you, I want you to know that Im not another stupid guy who likes a girl for the moment. I want you to know Im really into you. Let's not talk about love, cos love is too far fetched now. This ain't love yet, but I know how i feel for you, I know Im serious, but please don't be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For once, or even the last time, put in some feelings again. I'll never want to disappoint, yet I won't want to hold you back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8317577486982473841?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8317577486982473841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8317577486982473841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8317577486982473841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8317577486982473841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfectlynormal-day.html' title='a perfectlynormal day.'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5096296465349965413</id><published>2007-05-09T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:09:49.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's just go out for a stroll shall we? I do miss you like crazy and all i want to see is your pretty face.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There is this girl, whom, by just being herself, makes me feel as though I am home again. Her constant ignorance of what I feel towards her makes everything sweeter. It is like an emotional roller coaster ride, not knowing what is going to happen next. It can be a 36o degree turn, just a normal bend or even, an unstable ride, with the feel of  flying off the track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever it is, I know I want to be in this girl's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5096296465349965413?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5096296465349965413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5096296465349965413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5096296465349965413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5096296465349965413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1196778708391423667</id><published>2007-05-03T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T10:08:25.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO.1 hitlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is a list of vulgarities I use, from the most to the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. FUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. FUCK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. FUCK YOU AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. CB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. LJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;6. KAN CB(applies for Chiang only, fucking tension seeker. HA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;7. FUCK LA.(I dont usually LA after a sentence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;8. CHEEEEEEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;9. KAN CHEE eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;10. FUCK YOUR mum.(sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;As you can see, most of it is fuck, so I guess Im really not so fucking vulgar. Unlike fucking BENGS who go fucking PCB or fucking LJ, or KNNBCCB, Im considered, "demure" in a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love myself for those estrogen I have inside me. Hugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1196778708391423667?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1196778708391423667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1196778708391423667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1196778708391423667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1196778708391423667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/05/no1-hitlist.html' title='NO.1 hitlist'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2369522515508971015</id><published>2007-04-29T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T12:18:05.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOH. A day at work left me all tired, actually not really, its my legs which are hurting, but whatever lerrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Time clocked in:5:54pm time clocked out:1:33am  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Whats a cute guy? Like what is cute to a girl? I want curly hair, so I can be cute too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;WHAT THE hell. Ignore me, this is total bullshit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I need my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2369522515508971015?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2369522515508971015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2369522515508971015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2369522515508971015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2369522515508971015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooooooooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1311240326208052144</id><published>2007-04-28T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T13:40:04.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I blog at weird times, like now, 4 in the wee morning and Im blogging, brain juice flowing, although I need none at all to compose a piece of crap like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder how I ever survive taking NIGHT RIDERS home. It is always -20 degrees on NR2, and if I take NR7 from tanah merah and transfer at somerset, it usually takes 3 hours. Takes a long time and freezes my grey matter as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;OKAY. thats it, I need my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1311240326208052144?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1311240326208052144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1311240326208052144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1311240326208052144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1311240326208052144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-day.html' title='another day.'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5310662385377135607</id><published>2007-04-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:25:46.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you realise, I blog everyday, because my life is so boring and there is really nothing much to do. So might as well, sit in front of the pc and type some nonsense and try to make myself feel more useful. Nevertheless, I'll never feel as useful, cos Im just a piece of rubbish, the only place I belong is the waste disposal, in short, BIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, girl rockers are cool. Meg &amp; Dia, especially Meg, she got me hooked, looks so cherry like. Lisa Marx, that metal hot chick with white short hair, OOOFF! Hayley, don't think I have to describe that eh? HAHAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The weather is humid, with light drizzle and little sunshine. The humid part spoilt it all, it should be cooling, then at least I'll have the motivation to nap, BUT so humid how to nap?! Gonna sweat like mad if I do so. CRAP LA. Theres no more coca cola left as well, luckily there is still some cigarettes. LUCKY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;post mid autumn//////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5310662385377135607?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5310662385377135607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5310662385377135607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5310662385377135607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5310662385377135607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/27th.html' title='27th'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2795918627972829078</id><published>2007-04-27T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T10:32:11.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and so the frog was never kissed by the princess. THE END.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so smashed. Like a meteor just hit me at full velocity but I survived cos Im a super hero.(*check previous post: Superheroes) The only one thing that can destroy me is emotion. This radioactive form of attack has been improved by evil Dr. I-hate-this-world. To further enhance this form of energy, he fused women together with it. With twice the power of a women and the improved technology, its lethal. One hit of emotion could turn you very EMO. EMO, like the word suggest, is EXTRA MANLY OVERDRIVE. It makes you wear your sister's jeans, have crappy hairstyles that cover your eyes(Nicky, Im not saying you, we're both EMO, HAHA), and you cry hell alot. So IT IS UP TO ME, the SUPER HERO, to destroy this form of lethal force and SAVE THE WORLD!!!! YEEE HAAA!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2795918627972829078?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2795918627972829078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2795918627972829078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2795918627972829078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2795918627972829078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-so-frog-was-never-kissed-by.html' title='...and so the frog was never kissed by the princess. THE END.'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-849950297041482098</id><published>2007-04-26T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:59:30.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>was never feeling this bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WOOOOOOO. Im ill. Im having a fever, still. Its worse now, plus a sore throat and some cough and a blocked nose, way cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like shit cos being ill makesy ou feel like shit, I feel like shit cos I don't know what am I suppose to do with the girl Ilike, I feel like shit cos I cancelled my shift today cos Im sick, I feel like shit cos I didnt msg her at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyone's telling me: "Follow her pace.". Alright! Im following, but I just feel that sometimes she's just pushing me away. I really just need to know what she is thinking. What? I've known her for like maybe say, 3 weeks? Hmm, time passes fast, but still Im stuck here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My "English" name is Rex, that is, at Brewerkz, Im starting work this saturday. As for my other part time job, well, I can only say, Im sorry. I can't believe I actually gave myself an "English" name, bear in mind, "ENGLISH" name, not CHRISTIAN name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE SHIT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-849950297041482098?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/849950297041482098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=849950297041482098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/849950297041482098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/849950297041482098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-never-feeling-this-bad.html' title='was never feeling this bad'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7842957391518066595</id><published>2007-04-25T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:02:00.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c is for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im ill. Maybe you can ask me: "How are you feeling now?", "You want to go rest?" or "Take care alright?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're moody. I'll ask: "Are you feeling better?", "Want to tell me about it?", "Just say la.". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess you just really don't like me as much as I like you. Or maybe, you'll never like me at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7842957391518066595?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7842957391518066595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7842957391518066595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7842957391518066595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7842957391518066595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/c-is-for.html' title='c is for...'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-4870181049016150526</id><published>2007-04-23T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T15:34:21.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Boys are lame, but still, I think romance is the greatest thing alive, followed by passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-4870181049016150526?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/4870181049016150526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=4870181049016150526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4870181049016150526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/4870181049016150526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/boys-are-lame-but-still-i-think-romance.html' title=''/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7520194099619821707</id><published>2007-04-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:25:39.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today was fun. Brewerkz, together with a voucher means relatively free Brewerkz food. Beer was in abundance, 2 puked after meal. I was safe. HERO. Sat down by the quay side and tried to be crazy, then next stop, partyworld. I was BLANJAED cos i have no cash. AS USUAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed Ivan's birthday party though. It all clashed, and I was sick as well. FEVER. I missed my grandma's birthday gathering as well, but I'll be filial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;make no haste, since time stood still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;heart beats faster ever since my windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;set upon you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Making sure this is not reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i chased my old self just to prove this true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;lets take time, you and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7520194099619821707?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7520194099619821707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7520194099619821707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7520194099619821707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7520194099619821707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/future.html' title='future'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-2132400529825553753</id><published>2007-04-21T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T14:20:35.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;SHIT, i woke up suddenly and I'm feeling hungry. I want to make some kaya toast for myself but I'm lazy. My laptop is still playing MINERAL. SO EMO SO SAD SO GOOD. I need to get back to sleep or else i'll be bloody tired tmrw and i'll waste my whole day again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I figured most of my friends grew up, cos I was reading ray's, liu's and eric's blog just now. I didnt know why, i just sort of logged in recently and I started my craze. So I went to read up. They do not blog anymore. haha. Well i dont know. Maybe this is like an EMO DIARY or something to me. My silent friend, who seriously, shuts the fuck up when i want to talk. Oh, and i haven't seen Liu for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;IF I COULD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;She stepped outside into the morning air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;To watch the cars go by and let the sun dry her hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted to tell her how beautiful she was but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I just stared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I sat behind the wheel and watched the raindrops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;as they gathered on the windshield &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;and raced down into the humming motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;and she folded up her fears like paper airplanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;and lost them in the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;and I know I don't deserve this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;the capacity to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;to laugh to cry and to praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;for that I live and breathe and wake each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;is nothing less than your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;in awkward and glorious movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"Its just one weeeeeeeeeeeek" That was what she told me. I seriously wish she'll just send a msg or something now, but I know It'llllll neverrrrrrrrrr happen. Well, genie's dont exist do they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;okay, fuck sleep, winning 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-2132400529825553753?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/2132400529825553753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=2132400529825553753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2132400529825553753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/2132400529825553753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/blah.html' title='BLAH'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-8202117959373773675</id><published>2007-04-21T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:32:30.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superheroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a secret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am actually, a super hero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-8202117959373773675?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/8202117959373773675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=8202117959373773675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8202117959373773675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/8202117959373773675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/superheroes.html' title='superheroes'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-5173911680592565140</id><published>2007-04-21T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:33:13.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you judged a book by its cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;All of us are chasing for love. It is the most useless and destructive kind of thing that we cannot control ourselves to not search for. I am not desperate for a girlfriend BUT people think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im happy this way, getting high, wasting time, and being myself, so WHY do I need someone? OR Why does it always seem that I need someone? Do I look desperate? Do I potray an image that I need love? DO I DO I ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I enjoy being single, I like to be alone, I like hanging out with my friends, I like to play! I can do anything ALONE! So why! WHY is it that people say I need a GF?! WHY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;aiyerrrrrrr.......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-5173911680592565140?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/5173911680592565140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=5173911680592565140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5173911680592565140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/5173911680592565140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/she.html' title='you judged a book by its cover'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1510078685026425467</id><published>2007-04-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:46:38.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes i know my font size is small, so just make do with it, what do you want me to do about it?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh today is the 2nd day of school, so called school, cos its retained, its disrupted, so its not normal, so its not really school. Its more like: you head back for something you haven't complete. (BUT I COMPLETED IT!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I believe eveything that we do, luck plays a part in it. If you're unlucky, you meet the badER side of life. This is how i put it, life, has 2 sides, its 2D, its flat, but when you flip it over, this 2D plain piece of SHEET, you find the ugly part. So, basically, some people's lives are 3D, so they enjoy better, since all sides they flip it, they get an all rounded image. You get what I mean? I know YOU dont! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"A child embarassed by his mother, is just a child who hasn't lived long enough." I got this off Albom's "For one more day" Its true! At times, i do feel that i have not lived long enough to really understand what my mum does for me. I mean, as compared to when i was younger like 15 or 16, I was really, embarassed by what she did. Looking for me at the LAN shop, slapping me in front of the public, that sort of thing. You see, but now, i do not really get embarassed by what she does. She's getting old, and all i have to do or need to do, is shower her with the love she had given me all this while back to her. She is women after all, right? and all women needs love,be it her spouse, a friend, they would want to be treated nicely, so always be nice to girls. They're created for the purpose of allowing guys to show their love, and i guess that is the simpliest way, a guy can show it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Kids these days don't know what they're getting. They're all so lucky. They get the sun, the moon, the stars, but they always want the whole universe. In conjunction to their age, they're immature. They think too much for themselves sometimes. Im only 20, yet, i think i have lived a life of 60, that is times 3 the age and everything that comes along. The thinking, the way I act, my rationale, its all good ole 60, just like an old man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate to blog, but words describe my feelings better. I can go on forever, just to let you see how i view this life, but my life is not going to revolve around yours, so take what you need and just leave everything you don't need behind. I'll take away all that pain for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;well and, "you don't need a reason to...get down on the dance floor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1510078685026425467?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1510078685026425467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1510078685026425467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1510078685026425467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1510078685026425467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/dance-please.html' title='dance please'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-1527773691436589865</id><published>2007-04-15T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T05:59:24.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>left behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I retained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What is so bad about it really, except for maybe the fact that i'll be bugged by parental problems again. Its unfair cos Im the only one who retained. The worse thing is, its BTN, taught by chang yoon ching. I dont even want to strain my fingers to CAPS his name, he is just such a waste of space living around still. Hell has a better meaning for him, maybe as a soul collector or some apparition that drains life. Student's life. He can also be his usual self, a cheeeeko, but a dead one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dumb. Nothing feels good, but its like as if anything felt good before. I forgot the feeling of feeling good, or rather the feeling of good feeling. I forgot what real happiness felt like, i forgot how to laugh, i forgot everything. I only remembered this wretched thing called pain. This feeling feels much more real than the others. At least, of the basic five senses we have, i can use them to experience pain more than happiness. Happiness is nothing anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then whats something? More pain? I dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-1527773691436589865?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/1527773691436589865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=1527773691436589865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1527773691436589865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/1527773691436589865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/04/left-behind.html' title='left behind'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7379365626779174216</id><published>2007-01-11T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:38:39.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is a place where we only say good bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And nothing else can exceptionally bring me to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The decending peaks on ECG falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Your breathing slows time down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone's taking you away from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I see you in RG hue and the B is on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm feeling down but you don't see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is a place where we only say good bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Please dont leave before before i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;we make up 150, a decade old towards two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;50 is the timeline you've been in mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm glad you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just let me leave before you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just let me leave before you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7379365626779174216?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7379365626779174216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7379365626779174216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7379365626779174216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7379365626779174216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2007/01/plans_11.html' title='plans'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6700548829229839044</id><published>2006-12-31T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:44:29.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;We cry because our tear ducts are irritated by stupid emotions we feel and this feeling is in turn, transmitted to the brain which then generates signals to the ducts, so we cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remove the tear duct, I'll say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And fuck the signals. From the back. OOMPHFF!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6700548829229839044?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6700548829229839044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6700548829229839044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6700548829229839044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6700548829229839044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2006/12/weep.html' title='weep'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-7187098513974763778</id><published>2006-12-30T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:40:56.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time is NOT money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you could turn back time, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I would want to meet Marilyn Monroe, witness the nuclear bombings on Japan(from far away), shake hands with Hitler(Im a villan), kill baby g.w.BUSH, ride on Trex-es, destroy money, go pearl harbour and warn the people that Japanese are coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There is always an IF ONLY. Nothings real, so...let's just get high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-7187098513974763778?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/7187098513974763778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=7187098513974763778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7187098513974763778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/7187098513974763778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2006/12/wussy.html' title='time is NOT money'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-6517041177183134112</id><published>2006-12-29T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:15:17.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24hrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I cleard my fucking bills and now i can make a call with my phone. SO CALL ME still, I cant spend too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Realised i cant have so many late nights out, it is killing me. I'm not having enough sleep and I feel im changing colour. Golden to black to fair to yellow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;By the way, this blog is to satisfy my needs to evacuate from reality. It is for me to crap and type without thinking. For a better understanding of my "inner self", PLEASE VISIT: &lt;strong&gt;timeis-tickingout.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The other blog consists of stories i wrote, which MAY soon be published on a website for young writers. Currently, there are not much stories there since i lost my last blog: &lt;strong&gt;windowslive2003.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;, do visit this site too as there are about 12 stories there which i wrote before i lost it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;**But anyway, I won't be updating windowslive2003 anymore, so if you're interested to read more, check timeis-tickingout for updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-6517041177183134112?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/6517041177183134112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=6517041177183134112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6517041177183134112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/6517041177183134112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2006/12/24hrs.html' title='24hrs'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-3598141218827695742</id><published>2006-12-26T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:13:44.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I like chocolate and sweet stuff a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I can: finish 6 strips of mentos in 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;eat chocolate like theres no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;down honey without mixing with water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;condensed milk means nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ribena syrup tastes excellent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;caramel is perfect everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET STUFF IS NICE man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be working, but I like being broke, that is, when I do not need anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-3598141218827695742?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/3598141218827695742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=3598141218827695742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3598141218827695742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3598141218827695742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2006/12/sugar.html' title='sugar'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937383274154966727.post-3680391704725370681</id><published>2006-12-26T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T04:25:21.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;What a good day for swimming, it has been raining the whole day, i bet there are pools of water out there waiting !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7937383274154966727-3680391704725370681?l=delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/feeds/3680391704725370681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7937383274154966727&amp;postID=3680391704725370681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3680391704725370681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7937383274154966727/posts/default/3680391704725370681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://delighted-my-ass.blogspot.com/2006/12/lame.html' title='lame.'/><author><name>Siwei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13735467530280975039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
