tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-111156802011-04-22T08:46:57.369+08:00r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.comBlogger2871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1152360936339746822006-07-08T20:14:00.000+08:002006-07-08T20:15:36.360+08:00oh my God...<br />i hate the me that i've become...<br />truthfully... i cant be the me,<br />the me that i'm washed up to be...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-115236093633974682?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1152165480251824652006-07-06T13:54:00.000+08:002006-07-06T14:02:10.986+08:00so hold your head up high and go...<br />its not the end of the road...<br />walk down this beaten path before...<br />you pack your things and head home...<br /><br />at the end of the road...<br />you'll find what you've been longing for...<br />you'll find what you've been longing for......<br /><br />i know cos my feet have the scars to show...<br />i was lost with vague directions and no<br />place to call home...<br /><br />at the end of the road...<br />you'll find what you've been longing for...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><3 underoath<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-115216548025182465?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1151686894566269732006-07-01T00:09:00.000+08:002006-07-01T01:01:34.693+08:00maybe we,<br />why dont we...<br />sit right here for half an hour...<br />we'll speak of what, a waste i am...<br /><br />and how we messed it up again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-115168689456626973?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1150342230001831982006-06-15T11:18:00.000+08:002006-06-15T11:30:30.023+08:00im bored..<br />its gd to sleep here at my moms...<br />my bedroom is heavenly except dat it is boring...<br />yea...<br /><br />donno wat to do oso today..<br />mayb hang out wif them or<br />go watch silent hill...<br />aaahh.. mayb shud watch it on mon...<br />yea...<br />sometimes watching alone is gd...<br />it might look pathetic but at least it is not leceh...<br />ahh.. mayb i shud go wif her~<br /><br />moms cough is scaring me...<br />scary kids scaring kids...<br />hah~<br />finally got a msg frm an old colleague...<br />hah! it end like hw i expect it to be...<br />i told her already... it pointless...<br />makes me sick...<br />but im glad it end already...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">u dont need me.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-115034223000183198?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1150172271131212172006-06-13T12:02:00.000+08:002006-06-13T12:31:04.086+08:00so sun last day of work..<br />and wif shela aka tu pi tau somemore...<br />i tot it would be a disaster, but turns out ok...<br />yes i can click wif her...<br />its easy... jus use food as the bait, she'll take it =)<br />and was looking forward to morn..<br />cos the aunty plastic wan to wish me gd luck...<br />and it was my lucky day...<br />she came n gv me ang pao somemore!<br />woohoo! gerek!<br /><br />den finally get to see cik julia for the last time...<br />gerek ah... she gv hersey belambak...<br />take crackers...<br />i take the granola bar... wooo.. sedap..<br />then she points at the condom area..<br />"tanak amek skali?" hahahha!<br />baik2... bt i nvr.<br /><br />ok then gv shela $10 cos she desperately need it...<br />and i was feeling rich dat time anyway so pity her...<br />then off to moms home...<br />slept at my comfortable room...<br />hmmm sedap btol...<br /><br />ct isnt there...<br />i guess shes moving on...<br />everyone is moving on...<br />its a trend i guess...<br />so i shd do wat i feel i must do...<br />yes! i can do it~<br />everyone is cheering me on and supporting me!<br />yes2~ bt where is everybody???<br /><br />donno where to go ltr..<br />mayb goin out wif nina..<br />yea.. long time nvr see her...<br />ok go!<br /><br /><br />byebye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-115017227113121217?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1148667355403403952006-05-27T02:11:00.000+08:002006-05-27T02:16:09.720+08:00<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEgsjn46GKU"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEgsjn46GKU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></object></embed><br /><br />Pretend it's not forever,<br />I'll pull myself together<br />I'll say that I'll forget her,<br />I'll breathe.<br />And I'll say she never hurt me,<br />And look at it as learning,<br />And laugh about the good and the bad.<br />Because I won't live forever<br />We don't belong together,<br />I know I'll feel better,<br />One day when I can make it through.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114866735540340395?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1148551398221282322006-05-25T18:02:00.000+08:002006-05-25T18:03:18.250+08:00<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hpffx_VZJi4"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hpffx_VZJi4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114855139822128232?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1148460172410020442006-05-24T16:40:00.000+08:002006-05-24T16:42:52.436+08:00i'll keep this as, a constant reminder...<br />of the nights i spent holding on to her...<br />and rest assured im moving on...<br />i miss u less, with each youre gone...<br />youre GONE!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">randomly not emo </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114846017241002044?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1148060259065534762006-05-20T01:35:00.001+08:002006-05-20T01:37:39.083+08:00<div id="content">When you were here before<br />Couldnt look you in the eye<br />Youre just like an angel<br />Your skin makes me cry<br />You float like a feather<br />In a beautiful world<br />And I wish I was special<br />Youre so fuckin special<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br /><br />I dont care if it hurts<br />I want to have control<br />I want a perfect body<br />I want a perfect soul<br />I want you to notice<br />When Im not around<br />Youre so fuckin special<br />I wish I was special<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br /><br />Shes running out again,<br />Shes running out<br />Shes run run run running out...<br /><br />Whatever makes you happy<br />Whatever you want<br />Youre so fuckin special<br />I wish I was special...<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br />I dont belong here.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114806025906553476?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1148060210381120522006-05-20T01:35:00.000+08:002006-05-20T01:36:50.396+08:00<div id="content">When you were here before<br />Couldnt look you in the eye<br />Youre just like an angel<br />Your skin makes me cry<br />You float like a feather<br />In a beautiful world<br />And I wish I was special<br />Youre so fuckin special<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br /><br />I dont care if it hurts<br />I want to have control<br />I want a perfect body<br />I want a perfect soul<br />I want you to notice<br />When Im not around<br />Youre so fuckin special<br />I wish I was special<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br /><br />Shes running out again,<br />Shes running out<br />Shes run run run running out...<br /><br />Whatever makes you happy<br />Whatever you want<br />Youre so fuckin special<br />I wish I was special...<br /><br />But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,<br />What the hell am I doing here?<br />I dont belong here.<br />I dont belong here.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114806021038112052?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1147959216928328992006-05-18T21:29:00.000+08:002006-05-18T21:33:36.946+08:00well you know is sad<br />to be so mad<br />you used to show me<br />but it's not that bad<br />I'll be so glad to hug you again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114795921692832899?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1147224747282698292006-05-10T08:49:00.000+08:002006-05-12T19:16:13.283+08:00...<br />........<br />...............<br />......................<br /><br />i only bring this upon myself...<br />its all my fault... its me who started it...<br />i felt guilty... for rushing things...<br />like getting together...<br />especially when i know shes not prepared...<br />im selfish and only think of myself...<br />and i always kept thinking everything will be alright and pretending it will be...<br />and i hate myself for being dat way...<br />and i did all those "fast things", thinking dat it will bring us closer...<br />and more committed to each other...<br />but i was gravely mistaken...<br />i shud hv known btr... i tot dat i could change her and make her love me...<br />but only she know herself better...<br />all i ever wanted was to be committed to someone...<br />and share the love but it takes two hands to clap...<br />thats wishful thinking...<br />its not like im regretting...<br />i must say i had one of the best times n moments wif her...<br />but nth gold can last...<br />somtimes i wish i nvr met them...<br />and its very rare for me to cry in a relationship...<br />but i cant hold back anymore...<br />last nite i was holding it all back...<br />cos i just wan to have a gd time wif her after so long..<br />and i miss her so much...<br />guess i'll cry myself to sleep...<br />i know shes confuse and afraid to be committed in this...<br />and got other things in her mind...<br />so dats y now, im going to make it very easy for her...<br />jess, i dowan to pressure u anymore by asking qns...<br />so i guess if it helps u then...(believe me, its killing me to say this)<br />im willing to let u go... and back off...<br />although im loving you...<br />cos i believe dat if u love someone, u have to set them free,<br />and if its real, it will come back to me one day...<br />and it takes two hands to clap...<br />and i'll be waiting as long as i can take....<br />so where do we go, frm here or end?<br />we're nvr lovers, more than friends...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">i will nvr forget u, and i will always be there when u need me...</span><br />even though im hoping dat u'll sincerely stay wif me,<br />but watever ur decision is, im content wif it.................................<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i hate it when its complicated...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and i blame myself cos i got myself into this...<br /><br /></span><font>i think maybe we shud take break for the time being...<br />until ure ready for me.............<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span>which i donno...<br />gdbye.<br /><br />love - fadh<br /><br /><br />thanks emery...<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXlgk7PQBYY"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXlgk7PQBYY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></object></embed><br /><br /><span class="std_font"><b>"Fractions"</b><br /><br />one and three, you're here<br />(one and three, you're here<br />to tell me we can't do this)<br /><br />to tell me we can't do this<br />(three for three, i'll disagree)<br /><br />anymore<br /><br />your hair and face against the mirror<br />as i take the steps to save what's left of me<br />someone's out when it's over<br /><br />people steal from you<br />and they take anything they choose<br /><br />it's good to see you<br />i missed you last night<br />that's such a lovely color<br />it goes with your eyes<br />before we fall asleep<br />i just wanted to say<br />this all seems so easy<br />but there's choices to make<br /><br />can't decide, then look at the faces<br />candlelight<br />we're burning the pages<br />but ask us why<br />and hurting ourselves with this false start<br />resign yourself<br />and always be (and we pretend)<br />without the one (as if it gets easier)<br />thing you need (but does it get easier?)<br />reading words with no replies<br /><br />when we have these mornings where we can say goodbye<br /><br />i wanted to mean everything to you<br />but this isn't right<br />you keep coming back disassembled and i<br />keep losing this fight<br /><br />i won't<br />answer<br /><br />dancing under starlight glow<br />no one in the city knows<br />confidence can take you<br />nerves try to shake you<br />from going all the way<br /><br />it's not that far<br /><br />it's good to see you<br />i missed you last night<br />that's such a lovely color<br />it goes with your eyes<br />before we fall asleep<br />just wanted to say<br />this all seems so easy<br />there's choices to make<br /><br />we watch the tide roll in<br />with cold air and coffee cakes<br />holding our words at lips<br />stopping the sounds they make<br />we know the way to go<br />we know each step to take<br />to be here<br /><br />these words with no replies<br />stopping we's and starting i's<br />this need is killing me<br />and taking me over<br /><br />i wanted to mean everything to you<br />but this isn't right<br />you keep coming back disassembled and i<br />keep losing this fight<br /><br /><br /></span></span></font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114722474728269829?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146893806339848822006-05-06T13:22:00.000+08:002006-05-06T14:37:55.280+08:00i didnt know y but...<br />i couldnt sleep now...<br />was suppose to sleep cos i jus got bck frm work...<br />i tried to sleep but couldnt..<br />wan to know y?<br />cos i was hoping dat she would call me...<br />so i didnt wan to miss her call if she did...<br />but it didnt come...<br />i donno whether to cry or pretend to be jus fine...<br />its sucks to feel dis way and i hate it...<br />and pple hv been mocking me wif dis relationship...<br />and its insulting and bruising...<br />still, i could only take as much as they can throw...<br />well they can fuck off...<br /><br />and i cant sleep already...<br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The storm is bad tonight,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> so how could I awake without you here?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Your picture's on the wall.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You haven't called.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> But I'll wait for you.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> To his own reflection,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> he says, "I will hold on"</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> To his own reflection,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> he says, "I will be strong"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> The storm is letting up,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> but it won't die.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> If you weren't wrong, was I?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Your picture still remains,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> but I wonder are you still the same?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> To his own reflection,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> he says, "I will hold on"</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> To his own reflection,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> he says, "I will be strong"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Am I losing you?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Am I losing you?!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I've waited, I've waited til it's over</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It's over now...</span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114689380633984882?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146879404675017452006-05-06T09:34:00.000+08:002006-05-06T22:37:30.386+08:00haiz..<br />forget abt the previous post...<br />i was wrong to invade her privacy...<br />but i only wanted to check out smth...<br />i guess u can oso call dat irritating...<br /><br />all i can do is to miss you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114687940467501745?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146836875935673032006-05-05T21:46:00.000+08:002006-05-05T21:47:55.950+08:00CT! WHY DID U CHANGE UR MSN PASS??????<br />TSK... IM SO PISSED AND NO MOOD RIGHT NOW...<br />WATEVER MAKES U HAPPY~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114683687593567303?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146669722745364042006-05-03T23:16:00.000+08:002006-05-03T23:22:02.793+08:00ok im back frm chalet and getaway...<br />was crazy mayn~ and alot of fun...<br />at the same time i feel terrible..<br />cos i haven see jess in a long time...<br />i miss her all the time...<br />and keep thinking of her every night...<br />alot of things happen during the chalet..<br />but im too tired to write it all...<br /><br />ct i miss u so much..<br />so much more than u miss me...<br />hope to see u soon...<br /><br />oh btw got one stupid thing<br />i didnt do b4 i leave home for chalet...<br />i DIDNT OFF my laptop...<br />no wonder shairul say im online...<br />ok wanna go sleep...<br /><br />i love u ct...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114666972274536404?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146440610468626032006-05-01T07:18:00.000+08:002006-05-01T07:43:30.483+08:00watever makes her happyla...<br />the truth is i kind of disgusted at the sight of her...<br />majiam geli gitu the feeling haha~<br /><br />alot of things had happened in the past few days...<br />at work... off work... im so fucking tired dat day...<br />after the crappy show go work~ sian...<br />and i slept frm morn to night...<br />i think if dad didnt wake me up i probably sleep till now..<br /><br />and i hv no fucking mood to work again...<br />shahid quit already... haiz...<br />sydah too... no one's goin to cover my back...<br />fuck la... no more cigs at sunrise...<br />wth.. im planning to quit anyway..<br />at least reduce it..<br /><br />i hope ure having fun ct dear...<br />i know im not...<br />sorry abt my previous post..<br />it sounds depressing but actually im not...<br />just crestfallen...<br />its hard to be like this...<br />i mean this whole thing...<br />cos im not used to it...<br />and its hard not to know anything...<br />its like ure hoping but the ans will nvr come...<br />in the end its like<br />we're nvr lovers but more than friends..<br />*sounds familiar*<br />i hope u understand what im trying to built here...<br />smth long lasting...<br />but i cant do this alone...<br />and im not asking u wat to do..<br />jus wan u to understand dats all...<br />cos i wan to be everything u need..<br /><br />but.. i donno wat u feel.<br /><br />i'll be gone frm today till weds..<br />my turn for chalet...<br />maybe u might not feel wat i feel<br />right now when ure gone...<br />cos u still hv ur frens...<br />i donno how to say this but<br />i hope it came our right or at least close to it...<br />gdbye.<br /><br /><br />i mss y s mch tht t hrts m hd.<br /><br />love-<br /><br />ur other half?<br />the one u love?<br />ur best fren?<br />or none of the above?<br />fadh.<br /><br />HAHA i DONT kNOW too!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114644061046862603?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146203251868277332006-04-28T13:42:00.000+08:002006-04-28T13:47:31.896+08:00hey.<br /><br />sorry I haven't called for so long.<br />just so many things to think about.. you know?<br />i admit there are so many things i want to tell you<br />about you, about me about everything that is going on<br />but sometimes when i see you,<br />i just forget about everything else.<br /><br />its the same here.<br />so many things i want to put down<br />but some things are just meant to stay as secrets forever.<br /><br />love, jess<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114620325186827733?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146192018216212452006-04-28T10:18:00.000+08:002006-04-28T10:40:18.246+08:00gone...<br />gdbye...<br />thnks for everything...<br />i shud have said that we'd be happy now...<br />everything is crumbling dwn..<br />it nvr exist in the 1st place...<br />i hate myself for causing all the trouble...<br />and i blame myself...<br />although im not depressed...<br />its all my fault...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font">This eventually stop, this break in the mould...<br />I scream down this hotline, just to feel something</span>~<br /><br /> - your favourite weapon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114619201821621245?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1146110738128801182006-04-27T11:53:00.000+08:002006-04-27T12:05:38.146+08:00i was quite shocked dat night...<br />all of a sudden sydah msg me...<br />sound sad though...<br />and she told me she had quit her job<br />as shift manager...<br />i tot everything look ok...<br />but then nxt day i found out y...<br />kind of sad though hearing those stuffs...<br />and jackass shahid jus call saying gd news he had quit..<br />and hes like influencing me to quit too.. hah...<br />but i NEED the cash...<br /><br />and a gerlfren...<br />but i tot i have one?<br />yes i do...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">no longer cool but a boy in a stitch...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114611073812880118?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145927400194684122006-04-25T09:04:00.000+08:002006-04-25T09:45:23.703+08:00<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/exsPxbaFOXk"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/exsPxbaFOXk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></object></embed><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"> Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all...<br />Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet as what I can't have...<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114592740019468412?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145926797336899482006-04-25T08:56:00.000+08:002006-04-25T08:59:57.336+08:00alot of things had happen...<br />im too tired to talk abt it...<br />and im not too sure abt dat...<br />do you? why???<br />I DONT KNOW~<br /><br />hoping for the best jus hoping nothing happens,<br />a thousand clever lines unread in clever napkins...<br />i will never ask if u dont ever tell me,<br />i know u well enough to know u never love me...<br /><br />im trying to get this right...<br />cos im ridiculous like that...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114592679733689948?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145581107190743962006-04-21T12:12:00.000+08:002006-04-21T12:14:17.240+08:00HELLOWW.<br />i dunno why im irritated.<br />blog hopped a bit<br />and i cant stand why some pple soo melodramatic.<br />im nt attacking anyone BUT<br />its relli irritating when suddenly EVERYONE IS depressed online.<br />i mean I JUS DUN LIKE IT. <br />and offline, they smile blah blah show happy faces all that shit. <br />and they claim that PEOPLE DUN CARE.<br />\"there\'s noone to be there for them\" ETC.<br />den TELL ME. WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR?am i spos to readd ur blogs and pretend i dint? <br />or pretend that im oblivious. <br />dont drama mama me. <br />HOW ARE YOUR FRIENDS GONA HELP YOU WHEN THEY DONT NOE <br />WHAT THE ****************! IS BOTHERING YOU.<br />they tell u that they\'re okay, bt<br />ALL OF A SUDDEN,<br />when they\'re online, they become DEPRESSED, LONELY AND LACK OF AFFECTION.<br />and im nt the only one who feels this way.<br />CMON, WAKE UP. STOP LIVING IN UR \"EMO-ONLINE-WORLD\". -_-\"<br />stop living as tho ur state of happiness is just a facade.<br />stop saying u\'re lying to urself when u\'re happy, cos <br />ITS NT GOOD TO BE DEPRESSED WHEN U\'RE NOT. <br />LOOK,<br />there are other pple who go thru more. <br />bt at least they dont sound as depressed.<br /><br /><br />im sry if i sound too irritated,<br />i noe what isit lyk being depressed when u have no support whatsoever,<br />its far worse than what you claim you\'re facing.<br />and TRUST ME,<br />U. <br />ARE. <br />NOT. <br />DEPRESSED.<br />DONT.<br />SOUND.<br />LYK.<br />ONE.<br />COS.<br />ITS.<br />AFFECTING.<br />OTHERS,<br />LYK,<br /><br />ME.<br /><br />i dont understand why some pple claim that \"they hate their family sometimes\".<br />parents do compare..that\'s normal in every family. YOU\'RE NOT ALONE.....<br />you\'ve just got to accept it cos its part and parcel of life.<br />think abt those who DONT HAVE PARENTS. or maybe those who DO have parents bt their parents are lyk pract. INVINSIBLE. <br />SO SHUT UP AND LOVE UR FAMILY DAMMMIT!<br />this is on behalf of someone else too.<br />FUCK YEA.<br />and dont misunderstand me.<br />this is a bleeding alarm to those who claim they\'re depressed.<br />my intentions are good wokay and im nt attacking. (rarr!..nonono.) <br />maybe i care too much, im sry. <br />BYE LAH. aku nk brambos!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114558110719074396?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145520225820318652006-04-20T16:02:00.000+08:002006-04-20T16:03:45.833+08:00to see someone embrace you...<br />well sorrow's the seas of my heart...<br /><br />i will do anything...<br />to make things right again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114552022582031865?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145434264787633432006-04-19T15:52:00.000+08:002006-04-19T16:11:04.800+08:00im sick...<br />and i want jessi...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114543426478763343?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1145234373763783092006-04-17T08:25:00.000+08:002006-04-17T08:39:33.786+08:00i jus got back...<br />fucking tiring...<br />and luckily dat sister didnt pengsan!<br />and micheal is always like wan to mengurat wif her...<br />no wonder he always come whenever she works sunrise...<br />and bodoh asri call me to disturb2...<br />and the CIKOPEK~ came again hahaha!<br />giler peh apek...<br />and he ask me abt my ct, while i was enjoying the free sandwich again...<br />"ur gf where? didnt come ah?" giler giler apek!<br />then i show him the middle finger~ hahaah no la..<br /><br />then he went in front of me and gelek2! ahhaaha<br />wtf! hahahaha! giler peh apek~<br />dah mabok agaknye...<br /><br />haiz.... tired!<br />and ct... its so very sweet of u to drop by and accompany me dat time...<br />appreciate it very2 much...<br />sorry i didnt talk to u much and didnt send u home...<br />i'll make it up to u... promise... at the end of this month.<br /><br /><br />ok i wanna sleep...<br />love you loads~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114523437376378309?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144977932648213582006-04-14T08:58:00.000+08:002006-04-14T09:29:13.010+08:00hahah!<br />nadh blog here!<br />yes i miss you...<br />alah.. msg kau pon redundant...<br />sume save kasi hari je...<br />watever makes u happy la...<br />(u got a secret crush btw)<br /><br />at moms now...<br />frm work!<br />tired... but cant sleep...<br />and SMTH HAPPEN while at work...<br />wat a scene mayn...<br />im shocked that i jus stood there and do nth...<br />tell u ltr abt it...<br /><br />mom's awake when i came home...<br />had a talk wif her... like real kind of talk...<br />haizzzz.... i donno y some pple the ego is so very big...<br />and all those things that happened i didnt blame ANYONE...<br />although at some point i did blame her<br />for destroying wat i thought was "happiness"...<br />and i feel very sad for him...<br />then i reliase its useless blaming anyone... no point......<br />in the end, the most important thing is,<br />wat have i done to make my life btr...<br />and im happy for mom cos shes happy wif her new life now...<br />cos dats all that matters......<br />no matter what happens i'll still love her...<br />oh and she wanted to give me a very attractive offer...<br />but... i just feel i cant take it... donno...<br />having alot money oso doesnt guarantee happiness...<br />maybe some happiness... *mcbeth... new pickups... amps... mp3...* hah!<br />wishful thinking...<br />dats all la...<br />im too jaded to go on...<br /><br /><br />WHERE ARE YOU JESSI???<br />I WAN TO SEE U EVERYDAY!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">WHERE'D YOU GO?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I MISS YOU SO...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">SOMETIMES IT SEEMS FOREVER...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">THAT YOU'VE BEEN GONE...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114497793264821358?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144905360728174462006-04-13T12:54:00.000+08:002006-04-13T13:16:00.743+08:00HELLOW FADH. :)<br /><br />ehk cuzz long time no see lehh!<br />when want to go out!<br />gt miss me a nt!<br />hahars.<br /><br />sighh. i think my uncle suspects im depressed or sth.<br />that day he came my hs to do sth to this tablet.<br />den i gues he read my desktop wallppr.<br />den b4 he left my hs,<br />he put his hand on my head n patted my head or sth liddat.<br />n he said sth else..lyk \'dun blabla...dunno wat.<br />cos i was bad mooding so was lyk damn blur wasnt realli payin attention.<br />its nice when an adult pats ur head. hahaaaaa! <br />but it feels sad at the same time? HMM. <br />cos i was bad mooding so was lyk damn blur wasnt realli payin attention.<br /><br /><br /><br />and to harith.<br />i dunno why i still feel guilty.<br />maybe i really was avoiding u, maybe.<br />im SO SRY.<br />really really.<br />sighh. <br />i noe u\'ve forgotten it all n <br />forgiven me so many times bt duno <br />why i jus cant forget it leh.<br />its been a long time since we go out.<br />im sry if i took you for granted.<br />you\'ve always been there.<br />bt i gues lyk u said, i seemed to be avoiding u.<br />and im sry for the times <br />i told u to shut up. <br />and im sry for keeping things frm u.<br />i jus didnt want to make you worry. :)<br />i.m.y.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />nad nad nad nad!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114490536072817446?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144858843856649672006-04-13T00:07:00.000+08:002006-04-14T16:03:49.456+08:00nth much happening today...<br />woke up arnd 12...<br />1st thing is jessi...<br />then i donno wat i doin...<br />arnd 4 go moms hse...<br />and she is ALWAYS changing her hp!<br />its like every new type of model come out<br />she'll have it... her new one is 3g somemore...<br />watever makes her happy la...<br />then massage her awhile(cos im gd at it)*hints*<br />then shes off to bowling...<br />i wonder if she ever get tired of that game...<br />whats the thrill in it anyway...<br /><br />hopefully sat rec our "demo"...<br />after dat work till sunrise... *big sigh*<br />tmr sunrise oso... haizzzzz...<br />and jessi.. im missing u now...<br />and i promise to dye ur hair VERMILLION color on fri...<br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic">(quiet things that no one ever knows.)</span><br /><strong><em>heh!</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114485884385664967?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144743458162800912006-04-11T16:02:00.000+08:002006-04-11T16:17:38.180+08:00last nite sunrise freakin tiring sial...<br />reach home already go sleep till now...<br />and pple keep irritating me on the fon...<br />i donno y mom call and ask for stuffs...<br />hmmmmmm... weird...<br />but overall was okok ah...<br />lucky work wif shahid cos he knows all the stuffs..<br />and during the free time can still play taiti~ ahha!<br />i dono wat will happen if wif other pple..<br />esp work wif the the blur2 one...<br />and i still donno some parts...<br />DIE!<br /><br /><br />today is like wasted didnt eat waffles...<br />= ( = ( = (<br />too tired to go out oso...<br /><br />ok heres the news that we've all been dying to hear...<br />IM ENLISTED TO.....<br />THE POLICE ACADEMY!<br />WOOOHOOOO!!!!!!<br />ok.<br /><br /><br /><br />CT don give up...<br />CT don leave me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114474345816280091?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144604940374149282006-04-10T01:21:00.000+08:002006-04-10T01:49:00.403+08:00<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khuvNYz8GMg"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khuvNYz8GMg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font"> When I'm lying in your bed<br />Play the motions through my head<br />You know that I'm thinking, I'm thinking...<br />And I have reasons to believe that<br />I'm not the only one you spend this time with, but I'll stay...<br /></span><br /><span class="std_font"><span style="font-style: italic;"> You say, you're weak, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You won't let me down,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You won't let me down.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You lie through your teeth,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You smile in your sleep,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> You smile in your sleep.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />last nite was.........<br />TIRING... dats all...<br />and jess, the whole point of it all...<br />is to realise that i CAN be there FOR YOU...<br /></span><span class="std_font">no more looking...</span><br /><span class="std_font">of cos im serious abt the whole THIS...<br />dats all...<br /><br />work is tiring...<br />but it can be fun<br />when u mix it wif<br />members, drinks freeflow, hottis, softies...<br />hah...<br />hopefully nxt wk no one will screw up<br />4-thirty hidden operation..<br />heh heh heh~<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">harga luar, tiga dollar~</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">bikin sendiri, lima puloh sen~</span><br />hahahahhahaahha!<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span>ok.........<br />i donno abt the crestfallen2 thingy jus now...<br />jess... i think im expecting too much from u...<br />dats wat im thinking now...<br />yea...<br />bus ride jus now...<br />haven had dat in a long time..<br />so its good...<br />but i should talk more...<br />cos to have a meaningful relationship,<br />u have to communicate well wif the other partner...<br />and all those stuffs la...<br />i donno... theres more to it...<br />at least dats what i think ah...<br /><br />and of cos<br />i will treasure and take care of u...<br />cos i care...<br />and... (i tell u nxt time i see u)<br /><br />ps. thanks for telling the <span style="font-style: italic;">secrets in the bus</span>~<span style="font-style: italic;"><br />straps....... banana..... watery.......<br /></span><br /><br /><br />gdnite<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114460494037414928?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144466939443599082006-04-08T11:16:00.000+08:002006-04-08T11:32:21.453+08:00wtf sial.. i cant get some fucking sleep here...<br />pagi2 bro dah memekak main guit... org giler btol...<br />and im fucking tired...<br />cant sleep last nite though...<br />and i think of jess too...<br /><br />last nite was okok ah.. haha<br />bagos jugak..<br />cashier was okok touch2 alot of money...<br />drinks are freeflow... junk food oso... some only ah..<br />and the expired microwave food... still can eat la...<br />hahah! n lucky shahid got at there to distract sydah hah!<br />haizzz now she asking me to work tmr... last min sia...<br />dah la pay low... cheap labour... assholes...<br />and nxt wk i work sunrise all shift!<br />wth... 11PM to 7AM!<br />depends ah wif who i work wif...<br />mon is wif shahid confirm kecoh.. haha<br />thurs sat sun wif some gerl i donno..<br /><br />ltr BNO wif the band...<br />mcm mls/penat pon ade...<br /><br /><br />TO CT,<br />note to self: i miss u terribly...<br /> this is what we call a tragedy...<br /> come back to me, back to me, to me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114446693944359908?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144336501422232242006-04-06T23:10:00.000+08:002006-04-06T23:15:01.450+08:00new fucken strings...<br />new fucken sound...<br />new fucken shows soon...<br />pple cant stop fucken pissing me...<br />pple cant stop irritating me...<br />tmr fucken work...<br />i fucken miss you...<br />you fucken love me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114433650142223224?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144173330629251292006-04-05T01:30:00.000+08:002006-04-05T01:55:30.646+08:00tiring day...<br />BNO wif the usual suspects...<br />then came home late wif a big headache...<br />my head hurts like fuck jus now...<br />and still is... but abit2...<br />yea too much of that bahan2...<br />i got new strings but donno how to chen them..<br />hah... weak...<br /><br />i hope zai can get me dat job...<br />i donno wat to choose...<br />have to take time to make decision...<br />and SACRIFICES.........<br />alot mayn if i take over zai's job...<br />but its rewarding... (hopefully can get!)<br />but then i cant see <span style="font-weight: bold;">dearie</span>(dearie sounds funny??? get used to it)<br />actually can la... its all UP TO HER.<br />but if 7-11 got more freedom n some free time..<br />but its fucking cheap labour lor...<br />lame pay anyway...<br />in the end the objective is to make alot money...<br />cos then, can buy stuffs...<br />and mayb~, can make a few pple happy...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>ok byebye...<br /><br />OH AND DON BOTHER TO HIGHLIGHT THE SPACE BELOW<br />COS THERES NTH TO READ AT ALL!!!<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IF URE NOT SITI AISHAH, THEN DONT READ!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">dearest CT,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">i miss u alot today...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">and im sorry... so sorry sorry...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">abt the stuff we talk on the bus...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">nxt time i wont play play play play again...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">unless u wanted to...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ok byebye.</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114417333062925129?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1144078446557331412006-04-03T23:31:00.000+08:002006-04-03T23:34:06.576+08:00Tell me, where's your love<br />Tell me, where's your heart<br />don't look back to that start<br />where's your love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114407844655733141?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143882730334460512006-04-01T17:09:00.000+08:002006-04-01T17:12:10.350+08:00no fucking mood right now...<br />all plans destroyed...<br />haizzz...<br />hopefully mursh get well soon...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114388273033446051?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143634269681540322006-03-29T19:17:00.000+08:002006-03-30T02:24:12.040+08:00through much thought and deliberation, the five of us have decided to take an indefinite break from 4-thirty. Amongst the many reason for our decision, our INDIVIDUAL PRIORITIES just lie in DIFFERENT places... this means that we wont be playing at Crezawards. so please please don ask why... speacial thanks to all those who have been supporting and listening to us, u know who u are...<br /><br />if your individual priorities are just different frm other pple, then u just quit... so u wont have to feel shitty abt it ever again. as simple as that. yes INDIVIDUAL PRIORITIES includes who and what COMES 1st...<br /><br />someone is goin to get a hurt real bad.<br /><br />and i'm leaving everything in june.<br />i shud have said that we'd be happy now...<br />so better spend quality time with your love ones before its too late for everything.<br /><br />the truth is i feel fucked up abt today.<br />dats y im saying all those stuffs above... ha ha ha~<br />but its nth new.. i think this is random..<br />the truth is i miss jess like fuck today,<br />wan to spend "quality" time with her<br />but DONNO how! serious!<br />its like everytime I, yes I, who wants to meet her but donno where to go...<br />then end up not meeting...<br />yea it sounds sad though... cos then we'll hv to wait till<br />weekends to go out... dat one oso see if got plan...<br />if not rot at home...<br />and im not used to once a week meeting<br />and April is goin to be harder.<br />ok peace.<br />and jess, u can choose not to say anything...<br />cos u may not feel the same way abt wat i think i feel cos im the type dat don expect much frm pple altho sometimes i do... actually i do la expect often but nvm haha.. and when im let down it feels sucky and i feel like shooting myself... so i prevent myself frm expecting much..<br />i think dis all is redundant, cos i don see the link.. maybe im pretending??? giler la..<br />anyways...<br />lets just blame it all on the weather...<br />(and the fact that ur pic below is so lawa dat it makes it harder for me to hold back anymore and say all these.)<br />this post is fucking diff and freaks me out.<br />ok peace.<br /><br />to mom:<br />i love YOU.<br />to jessi/CT:<br />loving and missing u all the time,<br />gdbye.<br />ok peace.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">so whisper softly and dont forget,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to tell me how u feel with five words or less...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114363426968154032?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143567432737742952006-03-29T01:31:00.000+08:002006-03-29T01:37:12.756+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1003/720/1600/SPA54824.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1003/720/320/SPA54824.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="std_font">Your face is so contagious, it wears announcements,<br />It leaves me breathless, I won't forget this,<br />I won't forget...<br /><br />Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe...<br />Your eyes can see right through me...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114356743273774295?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143448417937992082006-03-27T16:25:00.000+08:002006-03-28T02:53:13.720+08:00last night was great..<br />but i never told anyone...<br /><span class="std_font"><br />Grasp our hands together,<br />we feel we are one result.</span>..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1003/720/1600/SPA54929.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1003/720/320/SPA54929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114344841793799208?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143220732824272952006-03-25T01:11:00.000+08:002006-03-25T01:18:52.843+08:00*sigh*<br />im all burned out..<br />but not fade away..<br />had a fun night playing football wif those guys..<br />too tired to type all..<br />slack alot after dat..<br />and its goin to be less of dat<br />cos all hv their own lives to take care of..<br />sun is jams..<br />its been awhile.<br />all gd now...<br />probably gonna work soon to keep myself bz..<br />hopefully ah...<br />and make more money...<br />cos we've learnt dat money matters most...<br />hope everyone else feels better.<br /><br /><br />gdnite.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">then what's the point?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114322073282427295?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143133255864052612006-03-24T00:27:00.000+08:002006-03-24T01:12:42.066+08:00when your only friends are hotel rooms...<br /><span class="std_font"> hands are distant lullabies...<br />if I could turn around I would tonight</span>...<br /><br /><br />are you ready for this?<br /><br /><br />i'm wrong from the start.<br />i was gravely mistaken.<br /><span class="std_font"> oh it hurts to always have to be honest<br />with the one that you love...<br />oh, so let it go...</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="std_font"> this is the closest of calls...<br />this is the reason i'm alone,<br />this is the rise and the fall.</span>..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />goodnight and farewell.<br />i'll miss you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114313325586405261?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1143041041558711322006-03-22T23:08:00.000+08:002006-03-22T23:27:59.996+08:001st of all thank God.<br />it was a miracle...<br /><br />and JESS u shud hv read<br />abt the past that im an escape artist...<br />and pls fogive me for being an asshole... (smiling, sad)<br />but my intentions are... gd of cos~<br />i guess it backfire~<br /><br />if it makes u less sad...<br />we'll start talking again...<br />u can tell me how vile,<br />i already know that i am...<br /><br />oh btw mom will be there...<br />nice to hear dat...<br />means alot to me, but will there be peace or war?<br />stay tuned~<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">i lv y tll t hrts my hd s mch </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114304104155871132?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142966683663848902006-03-22T02:32:00.000+08:002006-03-22T02:49:20.086+08:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">Three sleepless nights,<br />this isn't how its supposed to be.<br />But you are so good at<br />taking your time to get back to me.<br /><br />I will wait for you forever,<br />if you would just ask me...<br />I thought that I could change you<br />but you changed me...<br /><br />But it doesn't feel right,<br />holding someone else's hand.<br />Together on phone line,<br />and living at two opposite ends.<br /><br />It scares me to think,<br />that you could find takers other than me<br />and better than me...<br /><br />But you're head is elsewhere,<br />and I’m talking enough for both of us.<br />When will you see it's not so easy for me</span></span>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114296668366384890?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142965687438660222006-03-22T02:13:00.000+08:002006-03-22T02:30:31.636+08:00today i think the rehearsal<br />was REDUNDANT~<br />i donno wth adila wans..<br />ha ha~ more than words?!?!<br />to hell with you and all ur frens its on~<br />she might as well take msr...<br />we will NOT sellout~<br />hah~<br />but i think fatta will.. haha!<br /><br />i WAN TO PLAY/sing THE PONYTAIL PARADES!!!<br />BUT I DONNO! haha~<br />nvm...<br />woooo... SOMEbody really knows how to dance...<br />yea... SOMEbody................<br />the kind of moves that makes<br />the hair at the back or ur neck stands...<br />woooo....<br />ok.<br /><br />6hrs to go...................................................<br />can i graduate?<br />stay tuned~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114296568743866022?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142768956612251762006-03-19T19:48:00.000+08:002006-03-19T19:49:16.613+08:00<span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="3">Prop open the door I can actually see my breath tonight<br />But that doesn't mean I'm breathing<br />Crack a smile just for the sake of it<br />This could take a while<br />A long while<br /><br />Silence is golden especially in this case<br /><br />I'm not too sure that I want it to be this way<br />Open mouth closed eyes<br />No words are escaping<br /> </a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114276895661225176?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142768904227204532006-03-19T19:37:00.000+08:002006-03-19T19:48:24.726+08:00<span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="1">So lets not even try... you're right.<br />Let's ball it up and throw it out the window.<br />It's becoming all so clear, In my mind.<br />I've thought this thing through more than once or twice.<br />I feel that this is my last request to you.<br /><br /></a></span><a name="1"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="1">Ifear that I am just an end.<br />So you play the mistaken...<br />and I'll play the victim in our screenplay of Desire...<br />I'm still writing the letters I'll never send.<br /><br />Running in circles I can't forget how many times<br />I've played this in my mind.... feeling free, feeling free.<br /><br />Consequence, it's our need in times like these.<br />Feeling free... it's our modern disease. Your a classic disaster, with a<br />Knack for losing your exterior. (I'm so sick!)... from staring at the mirror...<br /></a></span><br /></a><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="1"> </a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114276890422720453?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142691057808078002006-03-18T22:08:00.000+08:002006-03-19T01:12:09.976+08:00note to self : i miss u terribly<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114269105780807800?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142620486404939872006-03-18T02:15:00.000+08:002006-03-18T02:34:46.446+08:00i woke arnd 2 today... haha<br />cos i slept arnd 5am yesterday...<br />recording n writing stuffs...<br />cos making music is abt expressing ur feelings..<br />and transform them into melodic riffs...<br />no matter how depressing it is...<br />its honesty that counts and sincerity...<br />hahah okok.<br />still thinking abt the rest of the part...<br />and so the working title is.. jetem???<br />haha... sounds lame...<br />and now many wan to join already...<br />i donno la... see how it goes...<br /><br />and it all goes dwn to the pple,<br />that will be there for you...<br />n lucky nadh got come...<br />and i was pissed by dad for talking loudly on the net..<br />abt some stupid thingy called close proximity...<br />watever!<br /><br />hope everyone's fine...<br />and keep holding on...<br />don let them slip away...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><a name="10"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unfaithful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To be stronger, to be stronger.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey ungraceful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To forgive one another.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unfaithful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To be stronger, to be stronger.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unloving</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you.</span></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114262048640493987?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142593987257216562006-03-17T18:19:00.000+08:002006-03-17T19:22:45.073+08:00HELLOW. IM NAD.<br />its been a fucken long time since i blogged yea.<br />and i warn u b4 cont reading this is reallllllyyyy a long post.<br />:D<br /><br />okay well..today. spos to have e debate wit cikgu. was getting ready den cikgu sms n said it was cancelled. major shift in the motion yea. fuck it la. so yeapp. decided to jus mit them wifout cikgu since i was alr in my sch uni. sighhh.so discussed in sch. fucken stressed so decided to eat at macd at lido. n hani was soo over the mooon when she finally got to eat tom yam aftr 1 year n 3 days. hahaha. dint finish food. so packed it upp n e cuzzin bedal it up. e other 3 must be screaming their asses off at sentosa nw. wit e usual gilerness and all. sigh. its soo ironical tt its even harder to mit up when its the....holidays, pple.<br /><br />so my other half woke up at 2pm today n i tink tts fringing disgusting. hahaha. met my other half yest and he turned up wearing brown sox with colourful polka dots. HAHAH. i theeenk tts fucken hilarous. hahaha. call it faggot, i tink its cute.sigh, its only been less than 48 hrs i met him and im alr missing him. can i pack u up and take u home? HA HA.<br /><br />im sry to say bt life has been depressing lately.tis week's been miserable. MY INTERNET IS SPOILED, MY PP IS LOW, N I ONLY HAVE 10 BUCKS TODAY. WHAT KIND OF LIFE AM I LIVING. PATHETIC LYK APOFLKSDFSDJKSDF!!! and i seriously think my mum noes abt my r/s. its hard to keep a secret when it never was a secret to start. at least i pretend that i'll never get caught, but i guess i did. oh sigh. mum's been a reall pain lately. so yeahhh. been spending my morns eating breakfast at macd cos i cant stand my mum. den go sch for watever stuff and come back late. its much pleasant to go out and get caught up wit ur own life sometimes rather than to stay home and get scolded for evry single thing. and it just hurts so much more when she's putting all the blame on u when she dont even noe e REAL situation. well well, i learned a lot about conflict resolution for e debate. soft approach vs hard approach. did research on counselling and i think my mum deserves counselling cos i tink she's depressed/disturbed. HA HA. she scolded me over EVERYTHING. lyk today, i dint want to eat the roti prata she bought cos i was full after eating 3 hotdogs. n she screamed at me cos i dint want e roti prata. SO, i HAD TO finish e two roti prata no matter hw full i was just so tt she wud shut her mouth cos its fucken irritating tt i tink my ears had internal bleeding or sth. well she scolds me over ridiculous (however u spell it?) things.<br /><br />emotional pain inflicted.<br />this i cannot take.<br />and i'll just walk away~.<br />sometimes it feels good<br />to. just. simply.<br />WALK OUT.<br /><br />"the end of a sad story..<br />dun feel bad for me...."<br />-ohhh yayyyy plain white t's. <333.<br />haha fucken random.<br /><br />so many things been gg on n i jus cannot cope. im gonna break down if i dont take a break. its hard to relax when there's many commitments. organizing the crez awards...the dance...the debate and.....my other half. debate's been kinda pain in the ass esp when u've done pages and pages of research...when u've done 3/4 of ur speech..and finally found out that there's a major shift in the motion. speech for debate is due on monday...dance is due on tuesday...and i have less than 7 days to memorize the speech. ohh fuck it yeahh. the backaches are coming, and my shoulder's bruised tho i dunno why. i cannot sleep, i cannot shit, and i cannot finish my food. hahaha. i find this fucken hilarious maynn.<br /><br />my common test results sucked lyk hell. i seriously do not want ms ho or stephen loh to mit my parents bt hell yeah i tink must leh. phuck la i dun care. they come for wat. my parents will just nag and drag abt e whole thing....and wont do anyth. its fucken hurtful esp when they start to put e blame on evrybody else ard u..my frens..my other half..everybody. ioklafkasdfodfkl.sometimes i seriously feel lyk using e duct tape and shut her mouth. or stuff tissue. ahahah. obvyly, im jus kd. i dun expect them to do anyth to improve my studies whatsoever besides, nagging, of course. haha. i guess i was overconfident for e common test. tried too hard. mum's been bugging me for results. and i kept silent. dunno wat to tell her. so i gave one hell of a stupid lie by saying "im nt sure why i dint get my results slip" and as usual, she kept nagging as tho my ears would bleed. and then she's gonna cut e internet at home cos she thinks its nt beneficial. she thinks all i do online is chat on msn. phuck, im nt allowed to borrow her phone to contact my frens, im nt allowed more than an hr on the phone, n there's nt gonna be internet at home for e moment. and btw. I LOST MY WALLET. it contained a comb, my house keys, and last bt nt least...my 35 bucks. byebye.<br /><br />im addicted to MACD!!!. yayyyyyyyyy.<br />okayy im so sry for e long post.<br />thanks to fadh! for lending a space for my post. hahaha. i miss blogging.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="10"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unfaithful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To be stronger, to be stronger.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey ungraceful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To forgive one another.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unfaithful I will teach you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> To be stronger, to be stronger.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Hey unloving</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> I will love you.</span><br /></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114259398725721656?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142528609625505892006-03-17T00:35:00.000+08:002006-03-17T01:03:29.646+08:00a gd day...<br />tired but its ok...<br />went to watch date movie...<br />and fuck la.. saw that jackass again at mrt hhaha<br />asshole... everywhere i go see him...<br />the movie is crappy la basically..<br />trying hard to be funny i guess..<br />hahaha but its ok...<br />fockyerdoder!hahaha<br />and i take u to the candy shop blablabla.. haha<br />so lame, watever!<br />still cant beat the 40yr old virgin movie.. hahaha! best.<br /><br />and we ate alot too...<br />hopefully she wont grow fat...<br />then walk2 wif jahz n others..<br />to esp... and we stumble upon .....<br />set for glory! how cool!<br />altho i didnt really like them~ haha<br />their ACOUSTIC set was fucking great mayn..<br />yes i envy them... in a gd way i mean..<br />but gd luck to them anyway.. a gd band..<br />wif gd voc... nice...<br /><br />yea im planning the side band thingy...<br />if dat guy is in then ok best.<br />if not we still got amira~ haha~<br />yes starting to write the 1st song already.<br />cheers!<br /><br />and im spending alot in transport mayn~..<br />shit... got to save for the surprise...<br />which eventually <span style="font-style: italic;">she</span> will know...<br />hah...<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br />i realise dat...<br />its btr to adapt...<br />no point fighting or objecting...<br />or rolling on the floor abt it...<br />theres no reward in there...<br />jus adapt... but must not go too far~ hah<br />altho its hard n not easy for me...<br />but its ok. soon it will be like a normal thing.<br /><br />to whom it may concern:<br /><br />haiz...<br />walking at those places..<br />reminds me of jess....<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i miss u today.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">if only it was u.<br /></span><br />and enjoy ur beach....<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><br />love,<br />fadh.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114252860962550589?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142477292675222872006-03-16T10:45:00.000+08:002006-03-16T10:48:12.693+08:00and just to soften the blow...<br />I'll steal all of your kisses,<br />and sew them up...<br />In the creases of our hearts...<br /><br /><br /><br />jessi all the way<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114247729267522287?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142361040619463932006-03-15T02:23:00.000+08:002006-03-15T02:32:29.016+08:00hmmm...<br />a GOOD day to do watever...<br />eat... watch... eat... walk...<br />sit... thinking of jumping dwn...<br />yea... was all gd~<br /><font color="#000000">Happy 1st month dear!</font><br />and the black note...<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">OH THANK YOU SO MUCH~</span><br /><font color="#000000"> finally! hurrah! love u too(jetem!)</font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114236104061946393?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142264852021895202006-03-13T23:34:00.000+08:002006-03-13T23:47:32.046+08:00wat a day..<br />cut my hair..<br />finally.. its much more cooling...<br />cos its... BOTAK! wahahaha!<br />ok.<br />wth... otw to cut saw those 2 jackasses...<br />hahaha! i think hari is gay cos,<br />everytime i see him...<br />same color shirt again!<br />wtf!!! same!!!<br />ok.<br />then off to bola...<br />was crazy mayn~<br />more of laughing then playing..<br />haha it really feels good to rembat at<br />pple wherever and laugh together~<br />wahahahahah! cheers!!!<br />and the ball almost took my head off...<br />but it feels gd too to get whacked~<br />wahahaha!!!<br />ok.<br />dats it mayn...<br />im burned out.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">ho ho ho</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">hurrah2</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114226485202189520?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1142135463560451002006-03-12T11:45:00.000+08:002006-03-12T11:53:38.793+08:00slow things down or speed them up..<br />not enough or way too much..<br />how are you when i'm gone?<br /><font color="#000000">it sucks cos i miss u so much...<br />do u understand?</font><br /><br />and i cant make it on my own..<br />cos my heart is in Ohio!<br /><br />but you hollow out my hungry eyes~<br />woOoOohoOOoo!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114213546356045100?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141924780610694452006-03-10T01:12:00.000+08:002006-03-10T01:26:00.396+08:00<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNvTRaV_Yb0"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KNvTRaV_Yb0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Spare me just three last words.<br />"I love you" is all she heard.<br />I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever.<br /><br />And I can't make it on my own...<br />(And I can't make it on my own!)<br />Because my heart is in Ohio...<br />So cut my wrists and black my eyes.<br />(Cut my wrists and black my eyes!)<br />So I can fall asleep tonight, or die...<br />Because you kill me.<br />You know you do, you kill me well.<br />You like it too, and I can tell.<br />You never stop until my final breath is gone...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">i think shes in Ohio right now...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114192478061069445?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141842213856542362006-03-09T02:19:00.000+08:002006-03-09T02:37:19.063+08:00<object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejFfsAubUg0"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejFfsAubUg0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">She keeps repeating all that she needed</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">She says she's right here, she seems so distant</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Saying goodbye this time, the same old story</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry</span><br /><br />damn.. i think this is contagious...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114184221385654236?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141839122156627762006-03-09T01:27:00.000+08:002006-03-09T01:35:17.286+08:00Between the future and the past tense<br />Lies the present and the distance<br />So you think we're never coming back<br />Scoring points for passion and persistence<br />Between the lines and the highway<br />Lies the danger and the safety<br />You never thought this was gonna last<br />I always knew you'd never take it back<br /><br />I always knew (I always knew)<br /><br />I know it seems like we're never coming back<br />I know it feels like we're never coming back<br />You tried your best and you knew it wouldn't last<br />They were the words that she placed on her casket<br /><br />Between the sadness and the smile<br />Lies the flicker of the fire<br />You always said this never hurt you<br />I always said you were a liar<br />With the all the towers and the wires<br />There still lies a little silence<br />Two hearts and one connection<br />One voice lacks emotion now<br /><br />I always knew (I always knew)<br /><br />Instead of flowers like words that never mattered<br />Close it off forget about the sadness<br />(close it off forget about the sadness)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114183912215662776?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141747715165143982006-03-07T21:49:00.000+08:002006-03-08T01:57:19.236+08:00i've mistaken blue note for green~<br />and i heartcore mom alot~<br />i do.<br /><br />jess...<br /><span class="std_font" style="font-size:78%;"><br /><font color="#000000"><br />I just wanted you to know<br />I think about you every night<br />When I fall asleep<br />You are in my dreams<br />And just like in a movie<br />The one you want to see<br />With a happy ending</span></font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114174771516514398?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141619593109340752006-03-06T12:31:00.000+08:002006-03-06T12:33:13.126+08:00<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3TuhCstwHk"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3TuhCstwHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114161959310934075?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141410547615332602006-03-04T01:56:00.000+08:002006-03-04T02:29:07.640+08:00<span style="font-style: italic;">take a breath now let it out...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the worst is over, for now... </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span>its over...<br />im happy/stress/sad/yearning<br />at the same time...<br />went out wif aishah and others...<br />suck la.. all got work at nite...<br />so left me her n didil(haha!)~...<br />and i know she is FOS but kind~<br />hahaha! and joke of the day IS her~ haha!!!<br /><br />i found out dat i<span style="font-weight: bold;"> dont</span> share food~<br />but sometimes its ok la.. haha<br />and free food frm her too~ ahha!<br />slack frm jp to esp... cos nadz say got bands<br />and met there.. she was in the 1st row, semangat~<br />haha! ders is one mamak band sia!! haha<br />play indie rock but sing in TAMIL lang~? ahahha<br />funny~ aishah was evil~ ahaha<br />but had a great time there...<br />sampoerna-kan ourselves~ haha!<br />and im always wanting to jump down the river~<br />ask her along but she was busy wif "other" stuffs~<br />wahaha nvm~<br />jump alone~ was fun though swimming thru the river...<br />caught ketam.. fish..<br /><br />tsk...<br />was missing <span style="font-style: italic;">her</span> all the time.<br />i donno whether this is normal...<br />cos haven been in this bfore...<br />if im wrong let me know,<br />do you think, i should go?<br />but b4 u give an answer,<br />think of somewhere u rather be...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">how close is close enough?</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114141054761533260?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141360570050645732006-03-03T12:31:00.000+08:002006-03-03T12:36:10.066+08:00<span class="std_font"> A long night spent with your most obvious weakness<br />You start shaking at the thought,<br />you are everything I want<br />'Cause you are everything I'm not...<br /><br /></span><span class="std_font">And we lay, we lay together just not<br />Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)<br />We lay, we lay together just not<br />Too close, too close<br /><br />I just wanna bring you down so badly<br />Well I trip over everything you say<br />I just wanna bring you down so badly<br />In the worst way<br /><br />My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit<br />In time, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."<br />It says, "The shade across the bed, you are red, violent red."<br />You hollow out my hungry eyes...<br />You hollow out my hungry eyes</span>...<br /><span class="std_font"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" class="std_font" >I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave<br />No, you won't ever get too far from me<br />You won't ever get too far from me</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="std_font"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">dance dance...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114136057005064573?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1141145542588103842006-03-01T00:51:00.000+08:002006-03-01T01:01:37.853+08:00<span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a name="6"></a></span>will you still hold me<br />when you see what i have done?<br />will you still kiss me the same<br />when you taste my victim's blood?<br />so crimson and red,<br />i feel it flowing from your lips...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114114554258810384?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140800804032536722006-02-25T00:58:00.000+08:002006-02-25T01:08:10.190+08:00No! She won't, she won't, she won't wait!<br />No! She won't, she won't, she won't wait!<br />No! She won't, she won't, she won't wait!<br />No! She won't, she won't, she won't!<br /><br /><span class="std_font">(I could never find such a pretty face, pretty face!!!)<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> Always what you meant, never what you said.<br />Passing over me like a book you've read.<br />But I let it fall, vailing every wish.<br />Take my hands and eyes, but I beg you this:<br />Offer me one kiss...<br /><br /></span></span><span class="std_font" style="font-size:130%;">"If it's her you want, this is what it takes..."<br />"If it's her you want, this is what it takes..."</span><br /><span class="std_font"><br />(Let's get this over...)</span><br /><span class="std_font"> Discuss and deny, soon we simply just lie..<br />And wait and see if you choose something like me.<br />If you just open your eyes, you could get out of this,<br />But your such a success, you're just not built for it.<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" class="std_font" > Everyone's saying that they've got the answers.<br />But hope is deceiving and spreads like a cancer.</span><br />to get along without...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">thanks Emery,<br />gdbye.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114080080403253672?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140621451284623852006-02-22T23:13:00.000+08:002006-02-22T23:19:32.700+08:00<span style="font-size:170%;"><br />in my memory i wrote you down in ink...<br />i never wanted to erase your story,<br />even with the tragedy it brings...<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:20%;"><br />cant u see?<br />that i wanna be...<br />there with open arms...<br /><br />i am so fuckin loving u...<br />if only u can tell...<br />FILJ</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114062145128462385?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140550622243978872006-02-22T03:26:00.000+08:002006-02-22T03:37:02.270+08:00its fucking 3.30am...<br />and im taking a break frm "studying smart"<br />and 3o mins to kick off! woohoo!<br />but fuck mayn...<br />i only can have like 1hr of sleep???<br />and i only hve confidence in EP~<br />the rest i honestly donno...<br />messed up... got to think of the bright side already...<br />hopefully im awake while doin EP ltr.. hahkz!<br />but ltr can sleep at lib or wherever while waiting... haha<br />lucky got few days break b4 nxt ppr...<br />if not, its already gone case for me...<br /><br />and im sorry for her lost...<br />tsk3.. sad.. but cheer up!.. haha<br />we can jam for YOU!<br />yes, to whom it may concern...<br /><br />ok bck to "studying"<br />bye.<br />jetem.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />AND ARSENAL MUST WIN!!!<br />OR AT LEAST DRAW!!!<br />PLS PLS PLS!<br />GOD HELP US!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114055062224397887?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140459520188996622006-02-21T01:54:00.000+08:002006-02-21T02:18:40.236+08:00<span style="font-style: italic;" class="std_font">As simple as I can,<br />I'll tell you the difference,<br />Between a pencil and a pen...<br />And where it will leave us now...<br />As your body lets you die,<br />And I sit here still alive</span><span style="font-style: italic;">... </span><br /><br />EMERY is sooo fucking rock! ok.<br />im taking a break now from "studying smart"<br />or watever u wanna call it...<br />starting to feel the pressure and<br />im stress and so messed up...<br />it would be very nice if theres someone<br />to accompany me... but dats WT.<br />in the end all we ever wanted is someone<br />to be there... yea... hmmm... perfection thru silence.<br /><br />haha! and i never make a scene~<br />time will tell~ it only shows dat<br />insecurities will endanger the ties u create~<br />yea... i just tried dat just now~<br />*nudges my conscience* haha!<br />nevertheless...<br />FOOD makes me happy today...<br />haha ok.<br />bye.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114045952018899662?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140352052996463552006-02-19T20:18:00.000+08:002006-02-19T20:27:59.423+08:00if i could i would shrink myself...<br />and sink through your skin to your blood cells...<br />remove whatever makes you hurt...<br />but i am too weak to be your cure...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">cries are all in vain...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114035205299646355?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140109499343495612006-02-17T00:58:00.000+08:002006-02-17T01:06:06.086+08:00i must say i was kind of disappointed and pissed<br />when i read dat small part...<br />but watever mayn...<br />i cudnt expect much though...<br />its abt being sincere...<br />but nvm... watever makes them happy...<br /><br />cant blame that theyre<br />in the happy2 lalala state of mind...<br />feeling free, feeling free...<br />its our modern disease...<br /><br />everything sucks when ure gone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114010949934349561?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140084005031515862006-02-16T17:43:00.000+08:002006-02-16T18:00:05.060+08:00fattah post is so cliche...<br />but watever.. haha<br />u will always be happy,<br />when ur stomach is full...<br />im sick of my house...<br />so here i am.<br />and life's too short to be miserable...<br />so i'll just get over it.<br />now i know how it feels like...<br />its ok, im content...<br />i'll see how far i can take it...<br />comfort is only skin deep~<br /><br />filj, yes.<br />but is jilf???<br />stay tuned~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114008400503151586?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1140010826750738572006-02-15T21:29:00.000+08:002006-02-15T22:14:39.350+08:00exactly frm today...<br />i got 1 week left to enjoy...<br />and i dont think the escape artist<br />will make it this time... hahk!<br />i deserve it...<br />hmm 3rd yr is not dat gd for some of us...<br />cos its too slack = failure...<br /><br />the worst thing dat could happen<br />is the fear taking over u...<br />yea... the fear of losing smth precious...<br />i can only hope...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">we're much too young to throw away our cares...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-114001082675073857?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139932450674474412006-02-14T22:31:00.000+08:002006-02-14T23:54:10.716+08:00many things have happened lately...<br />very fast things...<br />i must say i kind of suck on rockfest...<br />i donno ytf my guit suddenly went out of tune...<br />wtf!!! i was panicking already and very tired!...<br />and i anyhow just play... which made it more sucker...<br />and btw the 'stay with me' song is<br />dedicated to jessi for those who didnt hear<br />me saying it on the mic...<br />but watever... its the thought that counts...<br /><br />and we learnt our lesson...<br />NOT to do 2 gigs in a day...<br />prolly cos the journey is too far...<br />or maybe we're not ready for that stage...<br />overall sessions2 was kickass!<br />thnks to those who mosh like hell.. hahah!<br />and i believe we can only get better~<br /><br />and after dat is her chalet...<br />was a gd experience...<br />i felt bad for that poor kid..<br />who have to endure the funny noises<br />or fist fighting at night...<br />totally jaded after that mayn...<br />anyways... thanks to her for being there...<br /><br />and on mon comes the shitty part...<br />we were fucked inside out... damn...<br />its goin to be very2 hard...<br />its partly our fault...<br />but watever the outcome...<br />i'll accept it with open arms...<br />im NOT REALLY sure at all...<br /><br />and i dont know wats goin to happen<br />to the band now... cos suk is backing<br />out temporary... due to personal problems...<br />and i DONT like hibernating... shit...<br />we need more exposure cos NOW is the right time...<br />but its already confirm we're playing at the crez thingy...<br />donno whether it will be a full set or an acoutic set yet...<br />watever it is, we're playing and it will be very interesting...<br /><br />despite all the shitty things happened...<br />still she made my day today...<br />i know it sounds funny...<br />but thanks alot...<br />appreciate it...<br />and its time to end the rumours or watever...<br />slowy it will grow...<br />well i hope so...<br />cos its starting in me already...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">so much more that he could ever give...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">a life free of lies and a meaningful relationship...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">he keeps his hands pinned down at his sides...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">he waits for it to end and for the aching in his guts to subside...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113993245067447441?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139570482192255642006-02-10T19:08:00.000+08:002006-02-10T19:21:22.220+08:00*sigh*<br />most of them are feeling dwn today...<br />including me... its jus not my day i guess...<br />monday will decide everything...<br />whether i'll stay longer or grad...<br />morale is very2 low...<br />i donno what's gonna happen...<br />and pple at home is not making it any btr...<br />but i'll be a wishful thinker for tmr...<br />gdbye.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">we're concentrating on falling apart...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">we were contenders, we're thorwing the fights...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113957048219225564?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139420783083498032006-02-09T01:30:00.000+08:002006-02-09T01:46:23.113+08:00i've discovered today dat...<br />long nails could be a weapon...<br />and taking bus is good...<br />haha.<br />cos...<br /><br />cant wait to "tour" haha...<br />cos i know it means alot to the band...<br />on my side, i know everything else is falling apart...<br />but im looking forward to the 'events' dat was planned...<br />hope everyone else is fine...<br /><br />will miss...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ure calm and repose...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">let ur beauty unfold...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pale white like the skin</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">stretch over ur bones...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;" class="Helvetica10" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113942078308349803?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139334876826327742006-02-08T01:37:00.000+08:002006-02-08T23:07:36.470+08:00yes...<br />we're having crisis here...<br />i donno y but we cant fucking compromise...<br />if this goes on, our group is goin dwn the drain...<br />im expecting it... im goin to stay 6 more months<br />if i don get this fucking fyp rite...<br />and dats wat u get if ur team is only "YOU"<br />the rest act enthused...<br />piss off.<br /><br />i think mira is a gd actor... hahaha!<br />and gossip spread like fire...<br />i donno who the hell oso know me...<br />all not true... its crap, but creative though...<br />ha~ ha~<br /><br />YES... i cant sleep last nite... n now...<br />something still stuck in mind...<br />so the best way is to do art... haha ok.<br />i freaking adore <font color="#000000">YOU... jessi...</font><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">they worry you with all the talk</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">abt ure not their kind...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">now im STEALING her body </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">and taking it home...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113933487682632774?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139239344343722352006-02-06T23:21:00.000+08:002006-02-06T23:32:48.933+08:00yes... i am stuck at Anberlin...<br />esp a day late...<br />nice lyrics n vox too...<br /><br />cant wait for sat...<br />we'll be "touring" haha<br />jus wanna know how it feels like for one day..<br />and i think at NP one is free...<br />hmm the night time...<br />i hope MY OWN plans goes smoothly...<br />yea...<br />dats all...<br /><br />i donno y someone wan to make a scene...<br />i donno.. it just doesnt makes any sense...<br />i think its jus bullshit to say theres no ending,<br />when theres not even the start... paham? no?<br />i hope not... watever makes u happy.<br /><br />and the boys are fucking brilliant!<br />hahaha!<br />currently hook on their song "telephone"...<br />its a very cool n creative song... haha!<br />and only nadh knows... hahha!<br /><br />GOES OUT TO JESSI...<br />byebye.<br /><br />"do you care if i, dont know what to say...<br />will u sleep tonight, will u think of me?... " - boxcar racer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113923934434372235?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139155147745931002006-02-05T22:49:00.000+08:002006-02-06T11:18:52.096+08:00i never told u but its all in your goodbyes...<br /><br />i donno abt u...<br />but i tink im out of my fucking mind...<br />yesterday and tonight...<br />i donno... so many things to ask...<br />no time i guess...<br />but the interest must be there too..<br />and sincerity...<br /><br />and maybe im boring and dull.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113915514774593100?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1139048131596410622006-02-04T17:59:00.000+08:002006-02-04T18:15:31.620+08:00the thing that pisses me off is<br />when pple labelled us as emo~<br />we're sooo not that!<br />like wtf~~~<br />they dont know a thing...<br />but watever...<br /><br />should have said something but<br />i said it enough, by the way my<br />words are fading rather waste<br />some time with you...<br /><br />hmmm...<br />what will happen when im gone...<br />haiz...<br />just carry on...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113904813159641062?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138804931274934442006-02-01T22:34:00.000+08:002006-02-01T22:49:00.643+08:00been hearing alot of what it is to burn...<br />and one new song...<br /><br />the quiet things that people slowly seems to know.<br /><br />nice one...<br />tryst with...<br />sad small sweet so delicate...<br />and its not whud u all are guessing~<br />hah ha ha~<br />the lungs are killing me...<br />irritating coughs...<br />i will STOP smoking~<br />i will not keep LONG hair~<br />but i will STEAL u though..<br /><br />stay tuned for more updates~<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">you fucken love me</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113880493127493444?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138725280034239442006-02-01T00:19:00.000+08:002006-02-01T00:34:40.056+08:00ok..<br />hope mom come bck tmr safely...<br />and today was like yesterday...<br />but gt a bit of spark abit..<br />if u know what i mean.. hahkz<br />it was mono-i-dono-wat-else day...<br />haha nadh2...<br /><br />oh and we did meet mira afterall...<br />jus to see her eat? haha! pathetic...<br />and those 2 janeasses are freaking vile lor..<br />hahahahaha! asses...<br /><br />hmm maybe don read this...<br />but i had a gd ride home...<br />sometimes theres so much things to say..<br />but the words wont comeout...<br />i donno...<br />jus dont leave.<br /><br />i miss you!!!...... mom... hahkz...<br />AND YOU TOO!!! COLORFUL~<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">hey! i shudnt speak her name! cos shes always on my mind~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113872528003423944?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138507054981735182006-01-29T11:39:00.000+08:002006-01-29T11:58:44.106+08:00orite...<br />yesterday day out wif the band...<br />hahahhaaha! ok fuck! the joke of the day was by me...<br />haha~ assholes... nth much happening wif them..<br />we jus played new songs/covers...<br />hopefully we'll play them on the shows...<br />and alot of pple request for lipgloss n black!<br />haizzz... donno whether to play or not nxt wk...<br />cos the stupid organisers said no hardcore/screamo.. wtf..<br />but, watever...<br />and fuck la... im losing my voice... shit...<br />n been coughing my lungs out...<br />prolly due to excessive screaming... ha ha~<br />went to eat wif the band at usual place...<br />if only they all live in the west... haiz...<br /><br />then...<br />went off to meet her...<br />then...<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />gdbye!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">and its all in how you mix the two...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">and it starts just where the light exits...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">its a feeling that you cannot miss...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">it burns a hole, through everyone that feels it...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113850705498173518?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138285482323666472006-01-26T21:39:00.000+08:002006-01-26T22:24:42.486+08:00so here i am again...<br />in my other hse...<br />love it here mayn~<br />cos no one will disturb2 me...<br />at home dah boring... haha!<br />so mom is gone for holidays...<br />which means.. this hse BELONGS TO ME~<br />muahahaha!<br />who wan to stay here call me.. haha!<br />can do watever i wan~ smoke2...<br />n do some music n arts... hahaha!<br />but it really irritates me wen the father msg2 me...<br />wth... i hate it mayn...<br />jus don ask whenever im here...<br />cos im learning to live alone...<br />haha... sometimes its good~<br /><br />nth much today...<br />hope the frens are doin fine...<br />after wat have happened to them...<br />yea...<br />n imp keep linking me wif his fren...<br />wth... definitely cant make it~ hah hah ha...<br /><br />and i LOVE MY MOM!<br />hahaha!<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">i cant feel the same way about u anymore...</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113828548232366647?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138198588298767002006-01-25T21:41:00.000+08:002006-01-25T22:16:28.316+08:00its good to be back again here!<br />woohoo! been months since i came here...<br />this hse has the summer feeling... haha<br />watever... cos its always clean.. and feels comfortable...<br />so i didnt go sch today... cos i overslept... n lazy...<br />yea.. so decided to go to my other hse...<br />yea so here i am! haha happy2 enjoyin the food....<br />and ice cream... rum is gd~ wooooo~<br />heavenly here... haha~ okok.<br /><br />orite...<br />the best part of having a chinese parent<br />is dat u can get ang pao on CNY...<br />hahah! cos i jus got one...<br />haha! gd2... thanks alot~<br /><br />hmmm...<br />its a sad scene to see some frens<br />who are goin thru a rough period...<br />all kinds of prob...<br />rejection.. being lead on... things not goin as planned...<br />hmmm... i may not be a gd advisor...<br />but at least i cud be there for them...<br />hmmmmm....<br />patience...<br />both we and our words are overproduce by influence...<br /><br />and 4-thirty will be on "tour" soon...<br />wahahhaha! wishful thinking...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>I can resist everything except temptation...</em><br /><em>My body breaks, but I am still intact inside...</em><br /><em>My human instinct, I can love unconditionally...</em><br /><em></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113819858829876700?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138105961193633882006-01-24T20:14:00.000+08:002006-01-24T20:32:44.000+08:00what hv i done...<br />i totally screw up eveything...<br />and i mean everything...<br />life is floating fast away...<br />and im running out of time...<br />im messed up bad...<br />probably i deserve it...<br />cos im not blaming anyone but me...<br />yea...<br /><br />the important thing now is<br />to look forward...<br />and not to fuck things up more...<br />its a lose, lose situation...<br />but wth...<br /><br />i guess things are not goin as planned<br />for my fren... hope he recovers soon...<br />maybe they shud come up wif an antidote<br />or smth for pple in these kind of cases...<br />sad...<br /><br />i guess it shud begin now...<br />if i can hold for dat long last time...<br />i CAN do it again... its all in the mind...<br />but the way ive CHAnged seems to make it hard...<br />helpless case...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">close my eyes...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">just for tonight..</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">the sun still sleeps...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">and when she wakes...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">You'll be a memory...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113810596119363388?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1138036606066743212006-01-24T00:57:00.000+08:002006-01-24T01:18:55.836+08:00hmm...<br />tonight was ok i guess...<br />no side effect reaction...<br />im conditioning well...<br />didnt over burn...<br />overall a gd game...<br />and gd work out....<br /><br />but seriously mayn... dat giant was fucking huge..<br />hahaha... but fucking skillfull too...<br />wth... i lobang him anyway.. wahahaha!<br />ok... moving on...<br /><br />haiz....<br />its sad to see a fren in goin thru a shitty period...<br />yea.. and it is abt a gerl..<br />its a complicated case mayn...<br />but EVERYONE is linked~<br />small world after all....<br />hes into dis gerl... who has fren(s),<br />who ARE hating(i guess) dis group<br />of pple who ONE of them, is my relative...<br />haiz... shitty mayn...<br />n i know how it feels like...<br />and the gerl is... i donno... running? avoiding?<br /><br />"what makes you so scared?"<br />maybe you're mistaken for someone who cares...<br /><br />and nadz is killing me...<br />she's a quick "KILLER"...<br />wth... im lousy at this...<br />at times like these...<br />silence means eveything...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"> And I find it kind of funny<br />I find it kind of sad<br />The dreams in which I'm dying<br />Are the best I've ever had<br />I find it hard to tell you<br />'Cos I find it hard to take<br />When people run in circles<br />It's a very, very<br />Mad World... </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113803660606674321?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1137984581020440862006-01-23T10:41:00.000+08:002006-01-23T10:49:41.040+08:00sing me something soft...<br />sad and delicate...<br />or loud and out of key...<br />sing me anyting...<br />we're glad for what we've got...<br />done with what we lost...<br />our whole lives laid out...<br />right in front of us...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">LOST MY VOICE,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SPEECHLESS AND REDUNDANT</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">COS...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113798458102044086?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1137904472618169762006-01-22T12:14:00.000+08:002006-01-22T12:34:32.633+08:00yes im back...<br />yesterday was a memorable day for the band... just great... cant describe it anymore... but wats interesting too is dat the things dat are happening arnd the band yesterday.. hahaha!<br />funny mayn last nite... esp his joke haha! and i donno y the hell he throw his drum stick everywhere and hit fatta~ hahaha! for all the sukri fans! here he is! wahahah!!! meet some new pple last nite... gd to see kwang too.. haha~ loyal supporter, hes been goin to our shows.. haha.. cool~<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/pinkmonkey1212/726622cb.gif" /><br />credits to ammar for making this avatar.. haha!<br /><br />nice to see you... and you... and you too~<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">patience...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">both we and our words...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">are over produce by influence...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113790447261816976?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1137086239965820062006-01-13T00:46:00.000+08:002006-01-13T01:17:19.986+08:00past few wks hv been gd n bad...<br />and im in the last phase...<br />and im goin all downhill frm here...<br />cos i got a bad feeling abt this...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:60;">~the quiet things that no one ever knows~</span></span><br /><br />dear princess...<br /><br />u got me hooked in ur goodness...<br />its alright, i'll jus adore u frm far...<br />wat i wanted to tell is... i wish i can have u...<br />but its nvr safe to rely on borrowed time...<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>ure chasing safety... and im chasing ur shadows...</em></span><br /><br /><em>well i talk , too much to myself... </em><br /><em>and i turn my back on my faith...</em><br /><em>it's like glass, when we break... </em><br /><em>i wish no one in my place...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>and i've seen, </em><br /><em>you don't need these scenes...</em><br /><em>when the cut, goes in deep..</em><br /><em>and i'm lost in sleep... </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>i can't stay, </em><em>in this place...</em><br /><em>i can't stand, </em><em>when the room </em><br /><em>turns round on my fate... </em><br /><em>you give no, </em><em>guarantees...</em><br /><em>there's no promise we can keep...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>i can't stand, </em><em>i can't see my way... </em><br /><em>i feel blind, on my feet...</em><br /><em>i can't stay too long...</em><br /><em>am i wrong?</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>gdbye...</em><br /><em>lay the blame on luck...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>i'm so tired, of my mood...</em><br /><em>and sleep comes...</em><br /><em>with a knife, fork and a spoon...</em><br /><em>you're so pale, in your face...</em><br /><em>you let life get in your way...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>and i've seen...</em><br /><em>you don't need these scenes..</em><br /><em>when the cut, goes in deep...</em><br /><em>and i'm lost in sleep...</em><br /><em>am i wrong?</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>gdbye...</em><br /><em>lay the blame on luck... </em><br /><br /><br />truly yours,<br />...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113708623996582006?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1136726180214797812006-01-08T21:10:00.000+08:002006-01-08T21:16:20.630+08:00When I'm lying in your bed<br />play the motions through my head<br />you know that I'm thinking, I'm thinking...<br />and I have reasons to believe that<br />I'm not the only one you spend this time with,<br />but I'll stay...<br /><br />You say... you're weak...<br />you wont let me down,<br />you wont let me down...<br />you lie through your teeth...<br />you smile in your sleep,<br />you smile in your sleep...<br /><br />When we met you said we were the same,<br />you know that we're different... we're different...<br />and all the times you promised me<br />that everything would work out in the end,<br />you were gravely mistaken...<br /><br />You say... you're weak...<br />you wont let me down,<br />you wont let me down...<br />you lie through your teeth...<br />you smile in your sleep,<br />you smile in your sleep...<br /><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>When you're lying in your bed,</strong></em><br /><em><strong>your eulogy's been read...</strong></em><br /><em><strong>You know that it's fitting, you lie...</strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113672618021479781?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1136300318672913332006-01-03T22:54:00.000+08:002006-01-03T23:06:01.803+08:00All day staring at the ceiling<br />Making friends with shadows on my wall<br />All night hearing voices telling me<br />That I should get some sleep<br />Because tomorrow might be good for something<br />Hold on<br />Feeling like I’m headed for a breakdown<br />And I don’t know why<br /><br />But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell<br />I know right now you can’t tell<br />But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see<br />A different side of me<br />I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired<br />I know right now you don’t care<br />But soon enough you’re gonna think of me<br />And how I used to be... me<br /><br />I’m talking to myself in public<br />Dodging glances on the train<br />And I know,<br />I know they’ve all been talking about me<br />I can hear them whisper<br />And it makes me think there must<br />be something wrong with me<br />Out of all the hours thinking<br />Somehow I’ve lost my mind<br /><br />But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell<br />I know right now you can’t tell<br />But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see<br />A different side of me<br />I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired<br />I know right now you don’t care<br />But soon enough you’re gonna think of me<br />And how I used to be<br /><br />I’ve been talking in my sleep<br />Pretty soon they’ll come to get me<br />Yeah, they’re taking me away<br /><br />But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell<br />I know right now you can’t tell<br />But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see<br />A different side of me<br />I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired<br />I know right now you don’t care<br />But soon enough you’re gonna think of me<br />And how I used to be<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113630031867291333?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135681641354282392005-12-27T19:03:00.000+08:002005-12-30T01:55:38.070+08:00please someone help me...<br />i'm dying here infront of you...<br />with a thousand hundred lights...<br />timing is everything...<br /><br />we'll start a fire..<br />and burn some bridges..<br />we'll make it out of here tonight...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" >a tribute to ffaf</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113568164135428239?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135513306172152942005-12-25T19:43:00.000+08:002005-12-25T20:21:46.216+08:00NOTHING/VERY much happening...<br />i donno wat will happen to the band...<br />nvm... sometimes i feel like quiting...<br />but then, we are a gd band...<br />(jus gd only, not the best cos AVA is btr~ => )<br />its hard to find a good screamer... n drummer...<br />n lead guit... altho the voc is replaceble...<br />hahahaha!!!<br />this is wat happens when u got<br />too much committments...<br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>we're concentrating on falling apart...</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>we were contenders, we're throwing the fight...</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>i jus want to believe... in us...</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><em></em><br />i donno wat i was thinking..<br />but when thinking back abt watching dat show...<br />it was probably wif one of the best company<br />i ever had in a long time...<br />cetainly enjoyed the..........<br />but...<br />i know...<br />its hard to smoothe a wounded heart...<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">and if u wanna dance...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">if he wants to lead...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">i'll go out of my way...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">to make you believe...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">that your love is all i need...</span></em></strong><br /><br />consequence is our need in times like these..<br />feeling free... its our modern disease...<br />hahah~<br /><em>this</em> is wat u get...<br />for wanting more for wanting more~<br />*sigh* i donno how its goin to be...<br /><br />another week away...<br />my greatest fear...<br />i need the smell of Her~<br />i need Her noises in my ears...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>4-THIRTY AND ME BLOGGING </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>WILL BE ON HIATUS...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>TILL EVERYONE GETS BETTER...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"><em>hope its obviously obvious</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;">to figure this all out...</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;">gdbye...</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113551330617215294?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135451990892459832005-12-25T03:07:00.000+08:002005-12-25T03:26:37.790+08:00i think i got this habbit<br />of coming in at the wrong time or watever...<br />its coincidence ah... not dat i plan or smth...<br />hmmm.. all in process ah....<br />it is always missing...<br />but didnt get bck the same in return...<br /><br />btw...<br />my sweet revenge... usop...<br />hari... hahaha... usop looks nervous...<br />and i cant hear a thing he says...<br />but gve credit for courage... yea...<br />the "gig" was ok...<br />except for lousy sound system...<br />and bodoh peh pompuan organiser...<br />gdbye...<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">cant you see that i wanna be...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">there with open arms...</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113545199089245983?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135363481565807082005-12-24T02:31:00.000+08:002005-12-24T02:44:41.583+08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">p.s :</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">well i know that its late...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">but the words wouldnt wait...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">im really sorry that i woke you up...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">i donno whats wrong with me...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">if im wrong, let me know...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">do you think, i should go?...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">but before you give an answer...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">think of somewhere you rather be...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113536348156580708?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135275983515989522005-12-23T02:21:00.000+08:002005-12-23T02:26:23.533+08:00it is cool cos...<br />u can sing songs frm SAosin...<br />yea!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">hoping for the best </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">just hoping nothing happens...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">a thousand clever lines </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">unwrap in clever napkins...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113527598351598952?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135223683036601462005-12-22T11:52:00.000+08:002005-12-22T11:54:43.050+08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">p.s:<br /><br />so when i see you next,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">we'll make the most of it...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">tell the sun to start moving again...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">the taste of your kiss,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">i still got on my lips...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">and i will take you there with me...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113522368303660146?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135131312583119912005-12-21T10:11:00.000+08:002005-12-21T10:15:12.583+08:00And I find it kind of funny<br />I find it kind of sad<br />The dreams in which I'm dying<br />are the best I've ever had<br />I find it hard to tell you<br />Cos I find it hard to take<br />When people run in circles<br />It's a very, very<br />Mad World...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113513131258311991?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135130648717217542005-12-21T09:54:00.000+08:002005-12-21T10:07:52.700+08:00<em>the fever... the focus...</em><br /><em>the reasons that i had to believe</em><br /><em>you weren't too hard to sell...</em><br /><em>die young and save yourself...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>the tickle... the taste of...</em><br /><em>it used to be the reason i breathe</em><br /><em>but now its choking me up...</em><br /><em>die young and save yourself...</em><br /><em></em><br />last night was one of<br />those longest nights...<br />its all my fault...<br />i dont blame anyone...<br />but how could i miscalculate?<br />perfect eyes should have perfect aim...<br /><br />eveything was goin well...<br />till the night came...<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc66cc;">p.s : thanks for everything...</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113513064871721754?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1135011001077993092005-12-20T00:38:00.000+08:002005-12-20T00:50:01.106+08:00so lets not even try...<br />you're right... lets bottled it up,<br />and throw it out the window...<br /><br />2 more weeks...<br />im so messed up...<br />and still enjoying somemore...<br />wth... i got a bad feeling abt this...<br />i donno wats goin to happen...<br /><br />someone once said...<br />if you urself dont want to change...<br />i dont see whats the point changing<br />jus bcos of someone else...<br />maybe u jus mistaken for someone who cares...<br />and its nvr safe to rely on borrowed time...<br />its no use...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113501100107799309?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1134934201085561902005-12-19T03:18:00.000+08:002005-12-19T03:30:01.103+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">Faith...</span><br /><br />take a walk, i'll hold your hand for now...<br />its happening, its happening...<br />makes it hard to lose another night...<br />i'll pretend that i'm a man for now..<br />its difficult to smoothe a wounded heart...<br />i'll drink water becos my blood has dried...<br />its different than anything u've seen<br />or heard before...<br />take a picture, hold that smile forever...<br />i'll drink it everyday<br />till it becomes another skin...<br />Before you go...<br />give me all of your love...<br />Before you go...<br />I give you all of mine,<br />if it makes it easier to breathe,<br />wish it could be easier, i cant breathe...<br />fading away... Faith is a friend...<br />You make it or break it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113493420108556190?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11115680.post-1134882200401235632005-12-18T12:53:00.000+08:002005-12-18T13:03:20.426+08:00its all white lies...<br />theres NO everything...<br />NO gold at all...<br />NO "hoping this would last..."<br />all white lies...<br />so its just like u said...<br />it would be...<br />i cant feel the same abt u anymore...<br />I CANT FEEL THE SAME ABOUT U ANYMORE..<br />its never easy...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">so where do we go from here or end...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">we were never lovers, more than friends...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">please take your shirts...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">your smile aren't working, no more...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11115680-113488220040123563?l=aretwokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>r2khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619394847483160304noreply@blogger.com0