<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949</id><updated>2011-09-29T00:43:37.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the progress of rhetorical literature</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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/&gt;Great strides indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many lost&lt;br /&gt;Many gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never will I look back,&lt;br /&gt;And grieve for any moment untouched.&lt;br /&gt;Because being the immortal man&lt;br /&gt;Means letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Being unmoved by specifics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;Look back,&lt;br /&gt;Be happy because events happened.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Be graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year taught me alot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person of character now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a joymonger.&lt;br /&gt;I live my life.&lt;br /&gt;And the coming years will&lt;br /&gt;Smile at my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I will finally rest,&lt;br /&gt;After finally found my calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 will be another joyous occasion.&lt;br /&gt;A year to celebrate self joy and&lt;br /&gt;Personal triumph.&lt;br /&gt;For nothing stands in the way of an&lt;br /&gt;Immortal man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immortal man that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 2010. &lt;br /&gt;You taught me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3928915698633059445?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3928915698633059445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3928915698633059445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3928915698633059445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3928915698633059445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6041124563777832437</id><published>2010-12-12T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:47:48.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phatagin?</title><content type='html'>Mst is over.&lt;br /&gt;Which means no more mst for&lt;br /&gt;the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh poly life,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anw,&lt;br /&gt;It's holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;And I've just cut my hair Wooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite happy after cutting lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was super grinning the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post more entries here &lt;br /&gt;since I've got lots of time in my hands!&lt;br /&gt;Yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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The villain in me.</title><content type='html'>Had a bad experience last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;They just canceled PTP's set because &lt;br /&gt;There wasn't anymore time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, &lt;br /&gt;Won't go crazy from that.&lt;br /&gt;Had enough of getting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Shall be the bigger, better man.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm the immortal man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met maybellyn that day.&lt;br /&gt;After like.... 2 years&lt;br /&gt;Or and arshanti too!&lt;br /&gt;Anw,&lt;br /&gt;We talked about jimmy's relationship&lt;br /&gt;thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Well may said some things that really made me thought about what I've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;It's all really personal, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading people on.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting one another.&lt;br /&gt;Receiving love.&lt;br /&gt;Being oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never feel comfortable anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But optimistic I shall stay.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've been trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I should wait for it to come to me.&lt;br /&gt;Because chasing isn't really the best way to approach this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should change.&lt;br /&gt;I should find closure to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't want to be the villain.&lt;br /&gt;And they are all very nice personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the sad disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being in the shadow of the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being in the chase.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the wolf in sheep's clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sit on the branch.&lt;br /&gt;Where the tree grows from the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;Where my vision towers the rest.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll rest.&lt;br /&gt;Finally rest.&lt;br /&gt;Finally find my closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because sunshine thrives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3098825424534177537?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3098825424534177537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3098825424534177537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3098825424534177537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3098825424534177537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/12/think-villain-in-me.html' title='Think. The villain in me.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-653153667396227391</id><published>2010-12-03T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T18:05:53.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be studying. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-653153667396227391?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/653153667396227391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=653153667396227391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/653153667396227391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/653153667396227391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-should-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2637195732616655522</id><published>2010-11-23T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:35:33.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the worry</title><content type='html'>Im so full of love and hate right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how you call yourself a musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how I could stay optimistic and hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love will be my director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2637195732616655522?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2637195732616655522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2637195732616655522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2637195732616655522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2637195732616655522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-are-worry.html' title='You are the worry'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5528008671324709853</id><published>2010-11-21T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:35:15.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entity.</title><content type='html'>I've always believed that there is a higher being that controls the nature of the universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that there is reason for every detail of events that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that has led me to view the world in another perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me then,&lt;br /&gt;To the war between good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;The REAL war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war that only believers will ever realize.&lt;br /&gt;A war that has been happening for centuries but generations have victoriously hide it from mainstream thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not some fairytale or that I've finally bust my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Only believers can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that, &lt;br /&gt;I come to notice death or accident trends that the world is directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notably of course,&lt;br /&gt;SG's recent trend of slashing teens.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidental or on purpose?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What about before that, where we saw airplane crashes. I watched the news recently, it featured 3 crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trend of uprooted trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cars that topple over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing children assumed to be drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is something happening in this world that is hidden to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could Muslims, who believes strongly in peace do such destruction?&lt;br /&gt;Is there another story to it that the public aren't supposed to knw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a strong concept of complicated conspiracies that is directing the nature of the events happening in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something pushing these misled Muslims (if they were misled in the first place) to do such a destruction?&lt;br /&gt;Because I do not believe that anyone at all would have such despicable thought that killing innocents will gain a successful objective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a higher being, good or evil is controlling the world.&lt;br /&gt;And that we are all under the influence of&lt;br /&gt;the 'master plan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is happening.&lt;br /&gt;Something big is about to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just open our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we are all energy&lt;br /&gt;We feel the universe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5528008671324709853?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5528008671324709853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5528008671324709853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-event evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tedious &lt;br /&gt;I can't actually be bothered much about &lt;br /&gt;writing in the fyp log book.&lt;br /&gt;Report is tedious, time consuming and takes the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get an A for this.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE. &lt;br /&gt;I want my A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, &lt;br /&gt;It's debriefing at night safari today.&lt;br /&gt;With the night safari corporate staff.&lt;br /&gt;Night safariiii again.&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;An hour late for class today.&lt;br /&gt;My goodness 8am class is really getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can never be on time anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to listen to lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Argh k bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Might.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4142871076440182324</id><published>2010-10-26T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T01:52:00.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster. Your own product.</title><content type='html'>Just because we understand,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean we tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerity accounts for nothing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Yet we still try to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4142871076440182324?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4142871076440182324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=4142871076440182324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4142871076440182324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4142871076440182324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/10/monster-your-own-product.html' title='Monster. Your own product.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6949430667357473235</id><published>2010-10-07T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T04:46:11.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Envy, when hello greets.</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday Jimmy and I decided&lt;br /&gt;impulsively, to walk from Bukit Batok to Pasir Ris Park/Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole journey was like watching a&lt;br /&gt;movie unfold.&lt;br /&gt;excitement, witty, emotional, hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mostly,&lt;br /&gt;Adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really challenged&lt;br /&gt;our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;but I'm really glad we made it out alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;(alive wasnt really a necessary word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vids and pics to be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;well not here,&lt;br /&gt;probably in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to discuss something which my friend&lt;br /&gt;actually complain about one of our good friend.&lt;br /&gt;he said something like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He doesn't know the meaning of life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i just let it slide because i wasnt reading too much into it.&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, life in its literal meaning itself, brings about endless&lt;br /&gt;sub-categories of wonder which in turn,&lt;br /&gt;spawns its own endless list of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is seen in almost 360 degrees of difference&lt;br /&gt;in every individual eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts about life&lt;br /&gt;and the questions asked&lt;br /&gt;differs between a priest and a scientist.&lt;br /&gt;A student and a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;A mother and her son.&lt;br /&gt;A couple.&lt;br /&gt;even bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that tells me,&lt;br /&gt;the meaning of life shouldn't be defined in a phrase or equation.&lt;br /&gt;its vastness is to be marveled at rather than to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should be able to solve THE question.&lt;br /&gt;"What is life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is to be understood.&lt;br /&gt;not solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life should be intangibly felt.&lt;br /&gt;It should be felt with our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;It should be felt with the warmth&lt;br /&gt;of a sunny morning when we&lt;br /&gt;naturally wake up, not worrying&lt;br /&gt;that the routines of the architectural&lt;br /&gt;system of the world rests upon our shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life should stay a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;an enchanting mystery with&lt;br /&gt;a permanent history.&lt;div 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greets.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5519985604076338036</id><published>2010-09-25T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T03:58:56.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the more should we really care about nothing,</title><content type='html'>I think just one miraculous incision could change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been extremely busy with night safari these few weeks/days&lt;br /&gt;lost count of how many times I've been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;even better the days spent with awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;the last rehearsal I became Jiangshi.&lt;br /&gt;had alot of different comments from people really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them really positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gonna become Jiangshi again later for walkabout.&lt;br /&gt;look out Orchard Road, here comes Tom. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realise now that I'm quite thick-skinned&lt;br /&gt;whenever I set my mind to it.&lt;br /&gt;Though its very much still situational.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite thankful I'm the person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very proud to be a person of character.&lt;br /&gt;A person that sees the world the way I want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what lacking in this world.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Character.&lt;br /&gt;I'd want my children next time to grow up&lt;br /&gt;and become a person with character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone that looks at things differently,&lt;br /&gt;someone that is not afraid to challenge ideas&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time respects limitations.&lt;br /&gt;someone that lives in his own philosophies,&lt;br /&gt;someone that thrives in thoughts about possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;someone that questions himself,&lt;br /&gt;someone that is not bounded by the influences&lt;br /&gt;his vast social connections directs,&lt;br /&gt;someone with character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because people are getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like impulsive people.&lt;br /&gt;They make me question the world I've built myself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people from my school or even my cousins see me as&lt;br /&gt;someone weird, someone who thrives in difference.&lt;br /&gt;Someone that radiates energy and activity.&lt;br /&gt;A person cycling through motions.&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slow paced person.&lt;br /&gt;I like to hear myself think.&lt;br /&gt;I like to spend my time in a place with low activity.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer walking vast distances by myself,&lt;br /&gt;observing whatever walks past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how every second, fate wanted&lt;br /&gt;those souls to give themselves&lt;br /&gt;a second just to give a quick glance&lt;br /&gt;to my side.&lt;br /&gt;how every moment of walking,&lt;br /&gt;the world suggests to me someone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we all walk past the person we see in the street?&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be that specific person?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a deeper, hidden reason to why that specific person&lt;br /&gt;walked past me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know the deeper meaning of  life.&lt;br /&gt;This obsession with thoughts makes me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I want to make everything&lt;br /&gt;more confusing and difficult than they already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I need to redeem myself.&lt;br /&gt;I have a constant greed to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;Alive in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel hope.&lt;br /&gt;If hope was tangible,&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel how it feels on my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, I just want to know the world.&lt;br /&gt;I want to understand the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5519985604076338036?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5519985604076338036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5519985604076338036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5519985604076338036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5519985604076338036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-more-should-we-really-care-about.html' title='All the more should we really care about nothing,'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7978254217002977937</id><published>2010-09-13T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T02:09:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did everyone had a good weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure did =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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nocturnal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess I should maybe update on what's&lt;br /&gt;been happening in my life?&lt;br /&gt;haha its not like anyone's reading this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and that notion kinda seem very overused and cliche huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like everyone keeps saying their blogs are never read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this with The Fire Fight's Train Song&lt;br /&gt;accompanying my ears.&lt;br /&gt;miss them man.&lt;br /&gt;miss singing that song alongside old friends.&lt;br /&gt;haiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;its test &amp;amp; exam week now.&lt;br /&gt;The YOG weeks are way overdue&lt;br /&gt;but I'm gonna talk about it abit though =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm... hmm....&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss that 'festive' spirit&lt;br /&gt;where twitter and fb are spammed&lt;br /&gt;with all kinds of YOG comments and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I know I said YOG wasn't much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;I did actually wanted to be a part of it&lt;br /&gt;like one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its too late now so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;thats just typical me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd say something that implies me being&lt;br /&gt;so totally nonchalant about something&lt;br /&gt;but my heart says I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;part of that something.&lt;br /&gt;like the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame i know.&lt;br /&gt;but I kinda always wanted to be apart of&lt;br /&gt;that movie series =D&lt;br /&gt;and I keep telling my good friend I'm not interested&lt;br /&gt;in Harry Potter and all. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;haiz tom so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that YOG holz was burned&lt;br /&gt;by FYP activites.&lt;br /&gt;going back to Night Safari for&lt;br /&gt;a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;I've completely forgotten how many times&lt;br /&gt;I've been to night safari now. bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;And the Scare Actors Camp was quite fun too!&lt;br /&gt;met new people, with really annoying personalities.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha kidding,&lt;br /&gt;they are awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;some very handsome looking guys!&lt;br /&gt;some very pretty looking girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had awesome laughs!&lt;br /&gt;really have to admit though,&lt;br /&gt;they are all make very very great scare actors&lt;br /&gt;Am really thankful to have chosen such&lt;br /&gt;good actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the video!&lt;br /&gt;thank god the stressful part of it is over.&lt;br /&gt;coordinating the client, 8 scare actors, jehmie (boss),&lt;br /&gt;the video team and makeup artists at&lt;br /&gt;one time is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;but is sooooooo worth it.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm so thats how producers and directors feel.&lt;br /&gt;so pressured and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;and they manage like hundreds of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess comparing to event managers and&lt;br /&gt;any other coordinating jobs,&lt;br /&gt;mine is like nothing luhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;so I shouldn't complain! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks so much ELIZABETH&lt;br /&gt;for being such a nice helpful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its september now,&lt;br /&gt;so its gonna start in a month.&lt;br /&gt;and end in 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and PTP is playing for Antagonist A.D. this tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;@Home Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please be there is you're free yes!&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playing alongside very very awesome bands&lt;br /&gt;like Abolition A.D., StraightForward, Her Silent Wish And Ruins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is where I should end.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... now to look for something else to do till morning.&lt;br /&gt;or until its time to go jamming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Beliefs'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8883581936332780641</id><published>2010-08-30T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:18:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts</title><content type='html'>my ribs hurt when i lie down sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like the muscle or some major vein shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the splitting headache from blood gushing to my&lt;br /&gt;head aftr standing up gets worse every time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to get up whenever I lie down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Hearts'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-67803570115422152</id><published>2010-08-27T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T04:43:36.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><content type='html'>How often do we speak in our own voices?&lt;br /&gt;How often do we live in our own suit of personality?&lt;br /&gt;How often do we walk in our own, uninterrupted path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been thinking,&lt;br /&gt;do I live in my own set of reality,&lt;br /&gt;or am I confined in my my own reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I my own man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I live as a man, full of hope and prosper&lt;br /&gt;as time rolls in,&lt;br /&gt;or do I live as what time gives me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who dictates?&lt;br /&gt;man or time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered about what I don't do.&lt;br /&gt;the supposedly 'bad' things which my tradition&lt;br /&gt;and upbringing categorises them as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking, smoking, tattooing, even sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm obliged to say they are bad&lt;br /&gt;mainly because of how I was brought up as a person,&lt;br /&gt;and how these activities were directed as, ever&lt;br /&gt;since I was small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really quite staunch in areas of religion and tradition&lt;br /&gt;compared to the people I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;and no, I'm not saying I'm a good person because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in this modern world,&lt;br /&gt;where ideas and philosophy transcends&lt;br /&gt;religion and tradition,&lt;br /&gt;a good person is reflected on his main personality and contribution,&lt;br /&gt;based on his ideas.&lt;br /&gt;not how deeply involved he is in his religion and tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;his ideas have to be, well, good.&lt;br /&gt;just like his personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good personality being?&lt;br /&gt;kind, gentle, understanding and all that blabberish attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, how can a person decides good personality?&lt;br /&gt;and frankly, in the first place, how can a person decides&lt;br /&gt;what a good person should be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink, or smoke, or get inked, or have different sex&lt;br /&gt;partners for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, I don't do it primarily because I can't.&lt;br /&gt;it's just not the person I was brought up as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does that mean I'm forever confined&lt;br /&gt;as what my upbringing, tradition and religion&lt;br /&gt;dictates me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if we isolate these characteristics.....&lt;br /&gt;take out the factors that prevents me from being what&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have religion&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't such a person of culture and refined morals.&lt;br /&gt;If I was brought up differently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I view these 'negative' activities as normal and routinely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I still not do it?&lt;br /&gt;or would I slide into conformity and&lt;br /&gt;live a life of suchness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why do I say that I'd be conforming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I supposedly view these activities in a negative light,&lt;br /&gt;why would I be conforming?&lt;br /&gt;are these activities that rampant?&lt;br /&gt;are these activities so regular and typical that everyone inside my&lt;br /&gt;100m circumference are doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, then why is it bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I cant label good and bad from my own individualistic mind.&lt;br /&gt;because well, its individualistic.&lt;br /&gt;and I'd be looking from my own point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'd be one-sided right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, its all a vicious cycle!&lt;br /&gt;because like what I've mentioned,&lt;br /&gt;"and frankly, in the first place, how can a person decides&lt;br /&gt;what a good person should be like?"&lt;br /&gt;it occurs and applies in labeling whether an activity&lt;br /&gt;is good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one shouldn't be quick to be  judging good or bad an activity is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because morals,&lt;br /&gt;in this 21st century, has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morals, are different with the changing of times.&lt;br /&gt;with the ease of availability of ideas and philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but back to my own personal thoughts about my actions,&lt;br /&gt;if we isolate those characteristics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will I still be the person I am today?&lt;br /&gt;living a life pure,&lt;br /&gt;untouched by these 'negative' activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly,&lt;br /&gt;as of right now,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I'm obliged not to be involved with the mentioned activities.&lt;br /&gt;obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I do know that my mind wanders freely around those activities.&lt;br /&gt;and I am quite sure that religion, tradition and upbringing is a wall&lt;br /&gt;that keeps me in place.&lt;br /&gt;the roots that keep me grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where do I really stand in all of these thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of person am I,&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of all these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eventually,&lt;br /&gt;can man really shape their future?&lt;br /&gt;or is the future ordained by fate and destiny?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-67803570115422152?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/67803570115422152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=67803570115422152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/67803570115422152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/67803570115422152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/control.html' title='Control'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2430284028555270979</id><published>2010-08-26T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:29:03.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missed B-Quartet.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2430284028555270979?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2430284028555270979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2430284028555270979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2430284028555270979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2430284028555270979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/missed-b-quartet.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-1088028358848740286</id><published>2010-08-15T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T03:28:00.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1088028358848740286?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1088028358848740286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1088028358848740286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1088028358848740286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1088028358848740286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-what-im-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-135034420399691502</id><published>2010-08-15T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T03:23:12.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just pretending to be happy aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirrors dont actually tell us what we need to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-135034420399691502?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/135034420399691502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=135034420399691502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/135034420399691502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/135034420399691502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/like.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-137606144099618997</id><published>2010-08-12T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T01:40:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my breast is growing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-137606144099618997?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/137606144099618997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=137606144099618997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/137606144099618997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/137606144099618997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-breast-is-growing.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2181037681681087277</id><published>2010-08-11T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:46:50.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I drew more stuffs on  my wall!&lt;br /&gt;it looks naise now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post a pic soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;br /&gt;My asos stuff are here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2181037681681087277?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2181037681681087277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2181037681681087277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2181037681681087277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2181037681681087277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-drew-more-stuffs-on-my-wall-it-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8328226030355952403</id><published>2010-08-11T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T02:55:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soft voice that whispers to me&lt;br /&gt;soft voice that lingers in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your presence used to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;but since then it only brought pain and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did such beautiful, image of perfection flipped its&lt;br /&gt;nature to its very core?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April, May, June, July, August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did we come to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, how did I come to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I insist on clinging onto something&lt;br /&gt;that will exist to be a misrepresentation of reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fairytale, fiction.&lt;br /&gt;fiction, gathered only by minds that longed to feel&lt;br /&gt;alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alive from being able to share the spaces we reserved as 'private'&lt;br /&gt;a special space we call our own,&lt;br /&gt;where our calm self exist, beyond the exterior representation&lt;br /&gt;of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;representation which we put forth a set of notable lies.&lt;br /&gt;but lies, which we all produce to assure ourselves that we belong.&lt;br /&gt;we belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm weak?&lt;br /&gt;Honesty brings me closer to my reality.&lt;br /&gt;and my reality is where I shall seek&lt;br /&gt;shelter.&lt;br /&gt;the reality where you stand with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this reality shall stay immortal.&lt;br /&gt;it shall be definite and unchanging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because I want to,&lt;br /&gt;but because I can't change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the months that continues to flow&lt;br /&gt;from that day compels me to your essence.&lt;br /&gt;even when your presence is merely a soft voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a collection of soft voices in my recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I realise I can never shake this empty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I know a part of myself got lost when you fade away from my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all of me centralised to act within your perimeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I cannot prognosticate from whatever you've been throwing upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because afterall, I can never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all this time,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't admit I don't love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the only way,&lt;br /&gt;is for me to abandon all ships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7015896837813571090</id><published>2010-08-03T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:31:47.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lika sumbooodie!</title><content type='html'>Omg i realised i really really miss Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SNSD's earlier stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U7mPqycQ0tQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TFaX7jmbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/l3fVMMz7JAY/s1600/shinji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TFaX7jmbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/l3fVMMz7JAY/s400/shinji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500751044304148722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hvnt been listening to KPOP actually.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;but shinji so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tom%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Tom%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5593721227263019895?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TFaX7jmbmPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/l3fVMMz7JAY/s72-c/shinji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7060209826496393180</id><published>2010-07-20T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:41:18.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So flammeth Trishna, lust and thirst of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager, ye cleave to shadows, dote on dreams;&lt;br /&gt;A false self in the midst ye plant, and make&lt;br /&gt;A World around which seems;&lt;br /&gt;Blind to the height beyond;&lt;br /&gt;deaf to the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of sweet airs breathed from afar past Indra's sky;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb to the summons of the true life kept&lt;br /&gt;For him who false puts by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grow the strifes and lusts which make earth's war,&lt;br /&gt;So grieve poor cheated hearts and flow salt tears;&lt;br /&gt;So wax the passions, envies, angers, hates;&lt;br /&gt;So years chase blood-stained years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With wild red feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7060209826496393180?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7060209826496393180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7060209826496393180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7060209826496393180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TDtRjfmJeaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/hKJtU_9dMao/s400/P070710_19.26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493073840727226786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy's Raybands are (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well I was gonna audition for Tacit Aria&lt;br /&gt;by sending them a demo of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. I kinda delayed it.&lt;br /&gt;because I suck.&lt;br /&gt;and now I've got a bad sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;but well that sore throat was short-lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Well its recovering but hard for me to sing now.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH. shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside,&lt;br /&gt;life's picking these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Been keepin myself busy!&lt;br /&gt;which is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;and though fyp is a bitch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions canceled out all the shit&lt;br /&gt;and manage to put in sooo much good times.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually enjoying FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ALOT TO MY 14 FYPMATES.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;while others only have 2 others to work with,&lt;br /&gt;we have 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like a FYP family.&lt;br /&gt;awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the 80++ people we are gonna be working with,&lt;br /&gt;welcome aboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just had the first proper jamming with new band!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;EMAROSA &amp;amp; DANCE GAVIN DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how crazy shit is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, PTP is taking a break to focus on writing!&lt;br /&gt;things are really really really picking up for the band.&lt;br /&gt;we are playing awesome shows after awesome shows.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting awesome awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NP gig was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super massively creative circlepit is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just told me&lt;br /&gt;"If you become famous one day, remember to treat everyone as equals"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;sure I would!&lt;br /&gt;i wont be an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, theres alot of projects to complete.&lt;br /&gt;but well,&lt;br /&gt;take it slow.&lt;br /&gt;slowly but surely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TOM =D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TOM =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TDtRj9TA2fI/AAAAAAAAAV8/k5yqZ8f4jO4/s1600/P280610_18.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/TDtRj9TA2fI/AAAAAAAAAV8/k5yqZ8f4jO4/s400/P280610_18.56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493073848700033522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cheebai LEET"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-6844891326452907269?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5343353092802371588</id><published>2010-06-27T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T04:56:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With our hearts holding on to the brushes, we quietly painted the skyline</title><content type='html'>Ok, home at 4.15am.&lt;br /&gt;out with...... 3 different groups of people in a short span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poly mates,&lt;br /&gt;primary sch mates,&lt;br /&gt;and random Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;bro percussion ensemble never disappoints.&lt;br /&gt;it's never boring. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and alot of people said my hair looks better.&lt;br /&gt;though Joanne said "no difference"&lt;br /&gt;TSK OIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok luh,&lt;br /&gt;not much different.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy, you shd join whenever I'm out with Tan &amp;amp; Ow.&lt;br /&gt;keeps me entertained,&lt;br /&gt;and the girls' lives unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so now,&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPLESS NIGHTS COMING UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5343353092802371588?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5343353092802371588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5343353092802371588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to.</title><content type='html'>I need to post something legit soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3428330038729259451?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3428330038729259451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3428330038729259451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3428330038729259451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;to  break or bury,&lt;br /&gt;or wear as jewelery,&lt;br /&gt;which ever you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1806728291266559563?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1806728291266559563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1806728291266559563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1806728291266559563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1806728291266559563'/><link 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way&lt;br /&gt;with lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched nature drove its course anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched how their silhouette gathered, dispersed, gathered, dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched how they used the time,&lt;br /&gt;keeping their smiles to get through the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched while they soundly slept behind&lt;br /&gt;the hectic routines, oblivious to the transitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was time to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8192690580273047580?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8192690580273047580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5412356188214979738</id><published>2010-06-19T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:13:45.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The scarce minority that we try to value will&lt;br /&gt;not actually make perfect evaluation of&lt;br /&gt;our ghostly instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as cruel as it seems, the apparent stays apparent.&lt;br /&gt;even if it means losing that....&lt;br /&gt;that thing you lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walk slowly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's hug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5412356188214979738?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7948141790811060121</id><published>2010-06-17T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:33:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an everlasting, a neverlasting</title><content type='html'>sucks im finally online with a decent&lt;br /&gt;formatted com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost count on how many reformats of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thing all electronic devices hate me.&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy said the original is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECORDING TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear,&lt;br /&gt;I need to do FYP.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;gotta get photoshop now.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I drew on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;black and white graffiti art.&lt;br /&gt;its less than partially done though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhausted my black marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONATE YOUR BLACK MARKER TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;so i can finish drawing and colouring my wall.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post a vid/pic of it here or on FB soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still looks nice even though it looks&lt;br /&gt;like I barely even started!&lt;br /&gt;hurray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7948141790811060121?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7948141790811060121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Life's waiting.</title><content type='html'>Friends change, the faces will rearrange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will tomorrow be yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want to come next.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A town grows and watch as they build it,&lt;br /&gt;This happens brick by brick.&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell how long it'll stand,&lt;br /&gt;And if it falls will they rebuild it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The things that we know we've got to let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cause they'll grow sometimes too fast for us to realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accept this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world spins the same as a rose blooms,&lt;br /&gt;It happens but it's invisible to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nothing here can last forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Unless you always remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaves fall, the trees become bare again.&lt;br /&gt;The fall ends and we start a new year,&lt;br /&gt;And then no one knows what changes will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's too slow, it's too subtle to notice one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Accept this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss these changes day by day,&lt;br /&gt;They turn to dust and then blow away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aren't changes in our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's only life that's passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will come and things will go,&lt;br /&gt;When it ends we'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;We'll live our lives and carry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until it's over until it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had a problem with letting go.&lt;br /&gt;and I know others who do too.&lt;br /&gt;I hate commitments.&lt;br /&gt;but I always find myself jumping into one.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why do we humans pleasure ourselves with such things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we insist on risking our comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;by sharing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, when we grown to have found comfort&lt;br /&gt;in that so called "enhanced" state,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we deliberately sabotage&lt;br /&gt;our own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or eventually,&lt;br /&gt;a part of that comfort zone is forced to be taken from you.&lt;br /&gt;and the reality comes down crashing&lt;br /&gt;not because you lost someone,&lt;br /&gt;but because you lost a part of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why share your private space knowing&lt;br /&gt;its only temporary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people still partner themselves&lt;br /&gt;even when they know it'll end eventually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we settle down and be satisfied with&lt;br /&gt;whatever we have in our hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is life so infinite that we always make plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly,&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep losing things I share a part of myself with.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, it's not just people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can't help it can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just reality.&lt;br /&gt;to get through it,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we need help to share life's load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in the end,&lt;br /&gt;we are all just human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how we don't want things to change,&lt;br /&gt;its ever-changing.&lt;br /&gt;And that intangible phases of change&lt;br /&gt;come across unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let go,&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carry on living.&lt;br /&gt;make plans for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8652335658145082636?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8652335658145082636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=8652335658145082636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/8652335658145082636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/8652335658145082636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/06/moments-lifes-waiting.html' title='Moments. Life&apos;s waiting.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4098701049725963030</id><published>2010-06-14T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:43:55.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you'd atleast knew that.</title><content type='html'>small changes scares me.&lt;br /&gt;and hence, I appear to reject them immediately.&lt;br /&gt;but I do dwell on it.&lt;br /&gt;then I'll give in&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time to fit into it.&lt;br /&gt;and I do come around to like it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4756649115096415304</id><published>2010-06-12T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T04:01:44.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home, coming home.</title><content type='html'>You said I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything went in your direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you found it overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was I to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't lose hope though.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;You were my hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but time couldn't stand still&lt;br /&gt;and we live in our cruel extremes&lt;br /&gt;while our tunes just couldn't live in harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shattered your heart to let me live.&lt;br /&gt;you let me live in the oblivion you set me up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want you to lose.&lt;br /&gt;My promise had already been made&lt;br /&gt;All I could do was to hurt you to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly sorry&lt;br /&gt;but that was how I thought I could redeem you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just that damn different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to win&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth that much tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worth your tears.&lt;br /&gt;Not a single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;I still try to converse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4756649115096415304?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4274835144726246053</id><published>2010-06-12T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:45:24.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In feigning final attempts.</title><content type='html'>yeah,&lt;br /&gt;tests are officially over.&lt;br /&gt;(re-tests aren't!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, I know, I should be more optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much feel very good now.&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna be shortlived so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stay indoors and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll rest my mind or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do things that satisfy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfy my little old heart.&lt;br /&gt;jyeah. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;i gotta cook smth for myself to eat.&lt;br /&gt;instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see everyone soon =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4274835144726246053?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4274835144726246053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=4274835144726246053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4274835144726246053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4274835144726246053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-feigning-final-attempts.html' title='In feigning final attempts.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7729807070995162336</id><published>2010-06-05T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:02:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vlog #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YM3pgErzw74&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YM3pgErzw74&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlast lol.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7729807070995162336?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7729807070995162336/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3884932611404790436</id><published>2010-06-05T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T04:17:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this grappling hook is my only entrance.</title><content type='html'>wink day ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that progressive melody really gets me going =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;that sunny sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forgot the people that brought us here!&lt;br /&gt;no, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3884932611404790436?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2080871658338198398</id><published>2010-05-31T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:16:11.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9DyeXa71EE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9DyeXa71EE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever Sonia smiles,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like she's smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg Sonia you are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya I know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm pathetic&lt;br /&gt;*Story of my life much =.=*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video is my sweet escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just enough for me to forget everything&lt;br /&gt;for awhile =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONIA I WANNA MEET YOU.&lt;br /&gt;nah, not really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2080871658338198398?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2080871658338198398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2080871658338198398' title='0 Comments'/><link 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keeping me sane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spending time with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1834170613255815634?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1834170613255815634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1834170613255815634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1834170613255815634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1834170613255815634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3181530027882001159</id><published>2010-05-31T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T03:32:22.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know I said forever right? as in, forever?</title><content type='html'>You don't know how much lies I had to give away,&lt;br /&gt;to make it through today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how much the lies were killing me&lt;br /&gt;but my pride just couldn't take such shame.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I was lying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept believing you had a plan anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how I just sat there,&lt;br /&gt;wishing I was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or hoping you had a plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how much I was&lt;br /&gt;begging for you to have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;you have no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you very much still exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3181530027882001159?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3181530027882001159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3181530027882001159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3181530027882001159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3181530027882001159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-i-said-forever-right-as-in.html' title='you know I said forever right? as in, forever?'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4134211002774407598</id><published>2010-05-29T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:28:17.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you noticed,</title><content type='html'>I couldn't stop looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4134211002774407598?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4134211002774407598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=4134211002774407598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4134211002774407598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4134211002774407598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-hope-you-noticed.html' title='I hope you noticed,'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8663374321815998059</id><published>2010-05-29T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:26:05.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so little time&lt;br /&gt;so much to do&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather spend my days with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really,&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to have alotttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;of shit to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;shall save them for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8663374321815998059?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7343427483036088037</id><published>2010-05-29T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:41:13.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, i know i'm rude and all that.</title><content type='html'>The only reason why we can't be together is because of me&lt;br /&gt;and my unbelievably huge problem of getting over with things.&lt;br /&gt;thats why I have 2 memory boxes.&lt;br /&gt;and whole 1/3 of a wardrobe filled with untouched items&lt;br /&gt;that god knows why,&lt;br /&gt;and apparently I'm still waiting for them to once again make&lt;br /&gt;me recall things which i know, that are not worth saving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please suck it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I have a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to make it more complicated than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7343427483036088037?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7343427483036088037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7343427483036088037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7343427483036088037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7343427483036088037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeah-i-know-im-rude-and-all-that.html' title='yeah, i know i&apos;m rude and all that.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-293034161575873236</id><published>2010-05-28T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:42:06.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for to you, it doesn't matter anymore.</title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I think you're funny &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read my different faces.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll be able to truly read me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't think it's that simple&lt;br /&gt;because even if you achieve that&lt;br /&gt;effort driven task,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its difficult to meet the wave and the shore of the beach&lt;br /&gt;when the tsunami is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you don't deserve my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how impossible can this ethernet be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh.&lt;br /&gt;at everything we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh.&lt;br /&gt;at everything we care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-293034161575873236?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/293034161575873236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=293034161575873236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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guess I still miss you&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's me and you&lt;br /&gt;What else should we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When talking is for functioning people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3785801186996691324?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3785801186996691324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3785801186996691324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3785801186996691324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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In my own skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_rPVjB7DPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CzgcfSZFNi8/s1600/Agression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_rPVjB7DPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CzgcfSZFNi8/s400/Agression.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474916266109766898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-502111996467491281?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/502111996467491281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=502111996467491281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/502111996467491281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/502111996467491281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-my-own-skin-in-my-own-skin.html' title='In my own skin. In my own skin.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_rPVjB7DPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CzgcfSZFNi8/s72-c/Agression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2099531977627506208</id><published>2010-05-23T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:31:46.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_giozniUSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UdxSfCX-WDY/s1600/possible+impossible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_giozniUSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UdxSfCX-WDY/s400/possible+impossible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474163431514984738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truth,&lt;br /&gt;as it is,&lt;br /&gt;might not be in your favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2099531977627506208?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2099531977627506208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2099531977627506208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8528166398155916774</id><published>2010-05-22T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T02:24:17.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha erm ok, this is embarassing.</title><content type='html'>ok so last thurs was my 2nd time I actually came for&lt;br /&gt;FOOD &amp;amp; BEVERAGE lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's the 5th week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is gonna ruin me if i saw it,&lt;br /&gt;but I think Mr Wong Kum Kit&lt;br /&gt;is really charming.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAA&lt;br /&gt;he makes me gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;THIS ISN'T FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love girls.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, I will need to say ladies or women soon.&lt;br /&gt;I love girls not ladies.&lt;br /&gt;there's a difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that isn't the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I think Mr Wong is a fine, fine man.&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside,&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks the only think I wish to do is to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;which is really weird.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever class ends earlier,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always rushing to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just wanna be away from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just realised something,&lt;br /&gt;it's not that I wanna be home.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand that I just don't wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;at the same place for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the reason why I find comfort in&lt;br /&gt;long bus rides and mrt rides.&lt;br /&gt;and alternative ways of reaching home.&lt;br /&gt;It's because I know I'm always on the move&lt;br /&gt;without 'physically being on the move'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence,&lt;br /&gt;I believe I won't like driving.&lt;br /&gt;because I know I won't be able to marvel and appreciate&lt;br /&gt;wherever I'm at, in any given moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;I can't actually explain why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakthrough breakthrough breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't anyone get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GET IN MY WAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8528166398155916774?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8528166398155916774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=8528166398155916774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_UFTbaXVEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/02BhN6UQEMg/s1600/Help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_UFTbaXVEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/02BhN6UQEMg/s400/Help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473286753472697410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life picks up,&lt;br /&gt;you sabotage yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2343152424292118755?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2343152424292118755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2343152424292118755' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-942117488911746840</id><published>2010-05-19T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:56:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad to be</title><content type='html'>HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently faith was on MC today,&lt;br /&gt;which means class is only an hour long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which also means,&lt;br /&gt;an hour long of blindly copying notes into tutorial paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which also means,&lt;br /&gt;crappy attendance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which also means,&lt;br /&gt;Tom won't bother going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because, it takes 45mins to travel to school,&lt;br /&gt;hence its 1.5hours++ to go and come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is obviously more time spent than staying in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.........&lt;br /&gt;wooooo i declare a holiday today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the guys and girls&lt;br /&gt;wanted me to be their mascot for fyp.&lt;br /&gt;which i thought about it (really, I did)&lt;br /&gt;and I declined that wonderful (ok, not really) offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its spells more disturbing the classes to  talk.&lt;br /&gt;really, I'm kinda sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;and I know the whole school knows me because of that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm famous for disrupting classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE Day,&lt;br /&gt;Dinner &amp;amp; Dance,&lt;br /&gt;Yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be like&lt;br /&gt;"oh not him again =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH its good because I hvnt met the first year events students yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I've super unproductive today.&lt;br /&gt;and Jimmy's been super irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to have alot of things to say,&lt;br /&gt;but I totally forgot shitzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'll blog again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I still have the mood to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-942117488911746840?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/942117488911746840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=942117488911746840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/942117488911746840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/942117488911746840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/glad-to-be.html' title='Glad to be'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5542223933394955313</id><published>2010-05-19T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:36:46.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes, we are annonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_PMweFGIXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WnhUzzmGVN4/s1600/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_PMweFGIXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WnhUzzmGVN4/s400/change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472943105265508722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;change is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5542223933394955313?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5542223933394955313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5542223933394955313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5542223933394955313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5542223933394955313'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_BkVg1WggI/AAAAAAAAAVM/zSYCk4ySM90/s1600/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S_BkVg1WggI/AAAAAAAAAVM/zSYCk4ySM90/s400/time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471983868008890882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all fails,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5199989232866950896?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5199989232866950896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5199989232866950896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8604180457091467372</id><published>2010-05-17T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T02:09:08.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These walls must not start talking.</title><content type='html'>ohh god,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot keep up this murderous charade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;My actions are haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh god,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to keep up this murderous charade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't uncover the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't uncover the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8604180457091467372?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7354783108578899608</id><published>2010-05-15T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:28:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-2H_C2L-LI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rBUVGv3ZvLY/s1600/claw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-2H_C2L-LI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rBUVGv3ZvLY/s400/claw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471178639490676914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a liar If I said I was telling the truth half the time,&lt;br /&gt;I keep it locked inside,&lt;br /&gt;Under a pile of smiles and deceit,&lt;br /&gt;I will thrive, thrive...&lt;br /&gt;I will die an honest man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if I have to be dishonest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7354783108578899608?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7354783108578899608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7354783108578899608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7354783108578899608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7354783108578899608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-be-liar-if-i-said-i-was-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-2H_C2L-LI/AAAAAAAAAVE/rBUVGv3ZvLY/s72-c/claw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-964966879764444457</id><published>2010-05-14T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:43:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-wqm2wDZxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PFc-KJt3hy0/s1600/repairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-wqm2wDZxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PFc-KJt3hy0/s400/repairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470794494368769810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-964966879764444457?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/964966879764444457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=964966879764444457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-126521441734747982</id><published>2010-05-14T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:21:26.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasted.</title><content type='html'>Oh god, not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had it done yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;FML seriously, FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-126521441734747982?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/126521441734747982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=126521441734747982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/126521441734747982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/126521441734747982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/blasted.html' title='Blasted.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5532014732225698174</id><published>2010-05-13T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:32:12.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So we do know...</title><content type='html'>few more hours till I'm&lt;br /&gt;out for jamming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5532014732225698174?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/5532014732225698174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=5532014732225698174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5532014732225698174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/5532014732225698174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-we-do-know.html' title='So we do know...'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2854774232386016671</id><published>2010-05-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:08:05.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining on my parade no longer affects me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-rQJbpDAXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qL8FcohS3BM/s1600/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-rQJbpDAXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qL8FcohS3BM/s400/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470413557852209522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2854774232386016671?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2854774232386016671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2854774232386016671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2854774232386016671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2854774232386016671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/raining-on-my-parade-no-longer-affects.html' title='Raining on my parade no longer affects me.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-rQJbpDAXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/qL8FcohS3BM/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3555531983845223291</id><published>2010-05-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T00:01:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human, only human.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-l_MTZUmDI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_0Od7P1EFYs/s1600/humans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-l_MTZUmDI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_0Od7P1EFYs/s400/humans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470043071759816754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3555531983845223291?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3555531983845223291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3555531983845223291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3555531983845223291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-9057907379347633210</id><published>2010-05-11T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T01:56:49.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TOM NEEDS HELP BEFORE HE SPIRALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-9057907379347633210?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/9057907379347633210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=9057907379347633210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pE9-HOt3hc/S-gijM2oFUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/tkrl4nrEnes/s72-c/places.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7597947375365860074</id><published>2010-05-10T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:01:05.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Because the one thing that we can't run away from is our feelings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you scrubs for always teaching me life's lessons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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just had to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lives looked so small.&lt;br /&gt;our lives.&lt;br /&gt;while it was still intertwined.&lt;br /&gt;But no,&lt;br /&gt;you just had to turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kissable morning rain&lt;br /&gt;Gave me more reasons to hide.&lt;br /&gt;But why must we hide?&lt;br /&gt;Must I cower over the recent loss?&lt;br /&gt;Then what if your scars don't heal?&lt;br /&gt;Will the hills breed stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glued in this traffic&lt;br /&gt;while watching everyone&lt;br /&gt;walking past.&lt;br /&gt;Time,&lt;br /&gt;Time,&lt;br /&gt;Catching up seems impossible when feelings can't intertwine.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings don't compute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burying wont matter for now.&lt;br /&gt;fading into oblivion could have been best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you,&lt;br /&gt;everything reminds me of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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aura.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4287039631833359357</id><published>2010-05-09T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T04:06:12.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't", she said.</title><content type='html'>Its 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 8am last morning and woke up at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;as I had expected.&lt;br /&gt;quite happy that I can finally have some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was a terrific day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a hellllll lot of old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the normal Joanne, Kahyen meetups of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicknesh, Fadli, Christina, Mirliana (L)&lt;br /&gt;and many many many more.&lt;br /&gt;=D LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up walking Mir home since it was otw.&lt;br /&gt;Misses Misses all the peeple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Fri was bro's percussion ensemble concert.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, he was on drum set.&lt;br /&gt;His drum solo was O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, Joanne I'm F***ing proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;No, I hvnt seen him playing the drums for such a looooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, his drum solo was as good as I had imagined uh.&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5am breakfast again with twin.&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE &amp;amp; KAHYEN IM SO DISAPPOINTED.&lt;br /&gt;no luh.&lt;br /&gt;joking =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't actually expecting to see you two. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5am hello?&lt;br /&gt;soo early.&lt;br /&gt;Only people not in the right mind like me and nash would do such a thing luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Pak Kiu's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY PAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me be buried soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4287039631833359357?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4287039631833359357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=4287039631833359357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/4287039631833359357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2933915417924731748?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2933915417924731748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2933915417924731748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2933915417924731748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2933915417924731748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/05/give-me-one-reason-if-you-got-one.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8136919691002398254</id><published>2010-05-03T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T03:21:58.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>400th post. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was quite unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;i missed lectures from Monday to Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;and was 15mins early for Friday lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'd like to send some shoutouts and props to mai homies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER THANKS Pearly for letting me borrow your&lt;br /&gt;WS &amp;amp; H notes. I borrowed it for like damn long uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER SORRY twin for missing your set. Like seriously I feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SORRY NASH. 5.30AM BREAKFAST &lt;3 we will do it again soon POSSIBLY WITH SAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER OMG Sam your handwriting doesn't fit you. YOUR HANDWRITING IS NICER THAN ANY GIRL I KNOW. damn i don't feel good coz your handwriting is neater than mine. 5.30AM BREAKFAST SAM POSSIBLY WITH NASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER YAY to Mabel after like 2 years of absense. ok, not really absense, just that I haven't seen you! DAMN, I WISH PEOPLE WILL ACCOMPANY ME TO MUSEUMS. Me like artsy fartsy peeps. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER WISHES to Wenyi that your laptop finally recovers from bad repairs from 'them'.&lt;br /&gt;OH and thanks for helping me get my notes YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER BOO to MR CHIN a.k.a. MR CRIMSON CHIN (fairly oddparents) HAHA. MR CHIN IS MY BESTFRFIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr CHIN: You got girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Mee: Errr.... No.&lt;br /&gt;Mr CHIN: SEE if you cut your hair, surely got one long line of girls wanting to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Mee: TSK I'M UGLY LAH&lt;br /&gt;Mr CHIN: =D&lt;br /&gt;Mee: TSK OIE MR CHIN! YOU GO HOME LAH! BYE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER WOOOOO! to Lez's band, DEEP FRIED NINJA hahahahahaha. AWESOME SET on CINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER HUGE LOL to QIUYAN and her never-ending LOL chants. LIKE SERIOUSLY LOL, there should be a crime for saying so much L-O-Ls in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER CHEEK PINCH to AMANDA the CHIKORITA. PLEASE BE A LESBIAN AND REVEAL SOME OF THAT CUTESY CUTESY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER BRO HIGH FIVE SLAP to MIC CHOI! because you are cool. AND WE TAKE THE SAME LINE HOME. YAY red line buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER ANTICIPATION EXCITEMENT to my personal maids (bestfriends to me) JOANNE AND KAHYEN. 7th MAY my bro's PERCUSSION ENSEMBLE @ NYP! OIE JOANNE you haven't replied me. AND ARE YOU FEELING BETTERRR????? OIE KAHYEN! DON'T EMO! I take back my virus from you luh! &lt;3 HARTheartHART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SUPER OIE to JIMMEH BOY! OIE JIMMY cold storage/chill time soon! ENTERTAIN ME coz i need it =( CAN'T YOU TELL I'M SAD????? HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a list of what I need to do. ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-finishing copying WS &amp;amp; H notes&lt;br /&gt;-finish WS &amp;amp; H tutorial which I didnt hand in. crap.&lt;br /&gt;-FYP ppt&lt;br /&gt;-finish Oh Why, Rain Me (personal project) FIRST ORIGINAL&lt;br /&gt;-finish sequencing PTP FIRST ORIGINAL drums&lt;br /&gt;-MICE MANAGEMENT TUTORIAL&lt;br /&gt;-Edit &amp;amp; Upload videos (The Journey, Home/Find My Way (Back Home) )&lt;br /&gt;-IT TUTORIAL (I think im too late. ARGH. shit don't do this to me)&lt;br /&gt;-IT ppt&lt;br /&gt;-SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;-learn 30 and 7 bass parts&lt;br /&gt;-learn to stop thinking 2469832913745948513 things at once&lt;br /&gt;-MOVE ON&lt;br /&gt;-keep taking things easy&lt;br /&gt;-Configure laptop&lt;br /&gt;-INSTALL MICROSOFT OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i should be doing them now.&lt;br /&gt;My life kills.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could keep things simple.&lt;br /&gt;But my brain won't let me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8136919691002398254?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/8136919691002398254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6780380936713486947</id><published>2010-05-03T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:37:55.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>losing was fine,&lt;br /&gt;until this house fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly,&lt;br /&gt;the road less traveled fails to impress.&lt;br /&gt;I never looked forward to it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history just rang.&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced in this imprisonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting won't matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so keep moving on this path.&lt;br /&gt;let's give the benefit of doubt to this certainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because everything still meant something.&lt;br /&gt;though depleting, fast.&lt;div 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/&gt;woo YAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm sick and twisted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-2691581579215251498?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/2691581579215251498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=2691581579215251498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2691581579215251498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/2691581579215251498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sacrificing.&lt;br /&gt;For it should never be about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside, we need a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;we'll feel comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's hot outside, we need shades&lt;br /&gt;we'll feel comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jackets hug us&lt;br /&gt;shades protect us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because every human needs help&lt;br /&gt;no matter how simple it may seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfection like you is irreplaceable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3107339629958737685?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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everyone hates each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we aren't gonna be to hard on each other.&lt;br /&gt;2 years in 04 taught me however hard it is,&lt;br /&gt;we always compromise and no one gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing its gonna be the same for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Night Safari event!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably one of the luckiest person in school.&lt;br /&gt;Youth Olympics for ITP.&lt;br /&gt;Such an awesome event for FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's tutorial, for the love of god,&lt;br /&gt;was probably the easiest shit ever.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who calls copying notes a tutorial????&lt;br /&gt;well, in event, we call beautifying our facebook profile a tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;uploading a photo on facebook to win a contest a tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;No one has it like we do &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever, since when was I even proud of my own course anyway.&lt;br /&gt;who am i kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the very fact that I need to do research of the upcoming events online&lt;br /&gt;because I'm just too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;And that is probably an easy one.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I should be more thankful though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Presentation to CASS director this friday.&lt;br /&gt;FML. FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming for 2 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;firstly with Xiao Ming, Yon and JJ @ Moberly&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah funny jamming time.&lt;br /&gt;The jamming space is like woah huge.&lt;br /&gt;But it has a noise limiter.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE SHIT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;thats such a ruiner.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the mat band that played before killed the bass amp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PTP jamming just now @ some place in Sultan Plaza&lt;br /&gt;called Alliance something.&lt;br /&gt;The acoustics suck though they have high end equipments.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my autotune isn't working as I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;damn. shit.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, PTP performing tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I shd wear.&lt;br /&gt;argh, why must I have school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;damn you sam for not having sch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to see us perform,&lt;br /&gt;its @ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;blackhole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are playing at like.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;9pm-ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's $6 bucks or $8 or smth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I keep spacing out nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna have to treat myself to whatever I think is good soon.&lt;br /&gt;This difficulty in sleeping isn't healthy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I came home at 9pm yesterday and slept instantly&lt;br /&gt;without even changing my clothes&lt;br /&gt;because I didnt sleep for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, sleeping in jeans made me comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel cold with the fan set at level 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I need to switch off the fan in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;because I get super cold even though its only in&lt;br /&gt;the first and the slowest speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't think I'll be sleeping today either.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I never feel tired when I'm in sch this week.&lt;br /&gt;But each time I step home, I feel like I just came back from gym or smth.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is, I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'll zombie around the house and I'll spread my virus&lt;br /&gt;and zombify my family with my emotionless look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah my mom's worried at my dieting&lt;br /&gt;and my health.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad's hopping into the worried boat too.&lt;br /&gt;which is really weird because he's not usually the worried type.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he is concern, just that he lets mom handle things around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's just that my appetite decreased.&lt;br /&gt;so I can't help it if I don't eat when I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, i don't even eat much in school too.&lt;br /&gt;and this lack of sleep made my eyes droopy.&lt;br /&gt;and like I said, I it only occurs when I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;Which really, is the funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. hmmmm.... something's up with me ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooo.....&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to be as skinny as Joanne&lt;br /&gt;who prefers to be fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans will never be contented.&lt;br /&gt;Hence Joanne, naturally, you'd want to be fat.&lt;br /&gt;And if you were to be fat, you'd want to be skinny!&lt;br /&gt;yay, I think I made sense there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or is another month coming to an end??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like woah, its coming to may in about a week.&lt;br /&gt;2010 is really flying past man.&lt;br /&gt;We're reaching half of the year soon!&lt;br /&gt;Earth you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Don't die on us humans yet!&lt;br /&gt;Please hold on for like..... 60 more years?&lt;br /&gt;well I don't think I'm gonna live that long.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe like 30 - 40 more years would be good.&lt;br /&gt;or even 10 -20 years.&lt;br /&gt;I'll die young, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with the uncaring way of 'looking after myself',&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, I think when I'm 40, alot of people will die&lt;br /&gt;because god must compensate others' lives so i can&lt;br /&gt;stay on living.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaahaah,&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably die by 40 I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a deathwish, it's a thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, I'd be honoured to live past 40.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;By then, the Earth is probably a warzone with all the natural disasters&lt;br /&gt;keep terrorizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I always thought I should live through teens and die when im like....&lt;br /&gt;25 - 26?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I used to wish that I had some kind of terminal disease and die peacefully&lt;br /&gt;at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;I think alot of people had that kind of wish before though.&lt;br /&gt;damn so unoriginal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since May's coming, it means, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha ok I'm not actually trying to remind people.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to mention that I know quite a few people&lt;br /&gt;that is or was close to me with their bithday's in May!&lt;br /&gt;like SAM! 29 may!&lt;br /&gt;My elder BROTHER! 9 may!&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, i forgot. was it 28? wait, was her birthday even on may?&lt;br /&gt;and the best one, SUHAILAH 30 May. COINCIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;We cried together lol. maybe not same hospital but hey whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and you're now in Australia for the past 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;we were funny uh.&lt;br /&gt;MIR! 24May!&lt;br /&gt;oh and SNSD's Yoona. 30 May.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa cool. but kpop doesnt interest me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye to copying-western-songs-due-to-lack-of-creativity, songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well friendship die often.&lt;br /&gt;and new  friend come butting into your life.&lt;br /&gt;bittersweet, bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, I didn't realise this post has grown to be super wordy.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;How much you've grown!&lt;br /&gt;I seems like just a minute ago I started typing on you!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;what am I thinking wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really post some pictures but I wanna save them for my vlogs.&lt;br /&gt;yes, its been a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy ok.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show transformer penis.&lt;br /&gt;but I must save it for that epic vlog moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, must go now.&lt;br /&gt;time to take out my bass and go jiggy with it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah so wrong&lt;br /&gt;well, my days are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;I better go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night people of the Earth. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;We should all have lunch sometime.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1047633939222964636?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1047633939222964636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1047633939222964636' title='0 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type='html'>omg seriously, just kill me already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7630267371736944897?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7630267371736944897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7630267371736944897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7630267371736944897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7630267371736944897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-seriously-just-kill-me-already.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-8112735049162999725</id><published>2010-04-19T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:56:35.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WILL NEVER REST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-8112735049162999725?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-181549093740572437</id><published>2010-04-18T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:02:32.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when no one's talking</title><content type='html'>insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;my mind's too full of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;its like my brain is an overflowing bucket of water.&lt;br /&gt;somehow when the light is off,&lt;br /&gt;all the thoughts in the world come crashing into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;My brain's just too tired.&lt;br /&gt;but I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's grumbling&lt;br /&gt;and my body is breaking down from malnutrition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so hot&lt;br /&gt;but I shiver the second I switch on the fan.&lt;br /&gt;Air-con makes me sick so thats never gonna be installed in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some shut eye to escape from my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;even such a simple, lazy task is impossible now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just try to sleep again later in the night then.&lt;br /&gt;don't make me vulnerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-181549093740572437?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/181549093740572437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=181549093740572437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/181549093740572437'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how, such simple string of words&lt;br /&gt;and pitch could direct such a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this city, I saw myself in the mist&lt;br /&gt;of its witty rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;in this city, we saw ourselves buried&lt;br /&gt;in the warm sands of them harmony.&lt;br /&gt;in this city, we long to connect through&lt;br /&gt;the familiarity of this shared music.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, that song can once more work its magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all know that familiarity will breed&lt;br /&gt;emotions.&lt;br /&gt;emotions they breed, as one may well know,&lt;br /&gt;aren't too soft for our hearts to join in its festive.&lt;br /&gt;harsh, harsh.&lt;br /&gt;we all know the tormenting nature of this familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, its soothing voice strokes me gently&lt;br /&gt;with its faithful ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;how my heart melts when we started to listen.&lt;br /&gt;no,&lt;br /&gt;how our hearts melt when we started to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the situation differs from the time of them music.&lt;br /&gt;the time when the camera flashed white exuberance.&lt;br /&gt;how our hearts were beating to the thrill of the music.&lt;br /&gt;the time when we were watching the breathless, serene scenery&lt;br /&gt;of the flowing river while greeting to grace the sonic motions&lt;br /&gt;of the dedicated ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Music,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so bitter and cold,&lt;/span&gt; so lush&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; and tranquil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1904013654471453042?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6239528720217096333</id><published>2010-04-17T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:42:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wae-oh-wah-oh-wah-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wae-oh-wah-oh-wah-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choco i miss you dancing.&lt;br /&gt;miss you dancing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday-e-yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choco we're undercover&lt;br /&gt;you give me flowers when away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday-e-yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;kitkat rocks my socks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-6239528720217096333?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6239528720217096333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=6239528720217096333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/6239528720217096333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/6239528720217096333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/wae-oh-wah-oh-wah-oh-wae-oh-wah-oh-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3141672073261501404</id><published>2010-04-17T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:40:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they come down, they come down with a strike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3141672073261501404?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3141672073261501404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3141672073261501404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3141672073261501404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3141672073261501404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/hahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3812730584990669862</id><published>2010-04-17T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:51:22.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in your silence.</title><content type='html'>tell me dear,&lt;br /&gt;and I such a revolting person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont run away&lt;br /&gt;am i such a bad memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share with me,&lt;br /&gt;because you need it right now.&lt;br /&gt;let me see your insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even write me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, still, I try to converse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3812730584990669862?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3812730584990669862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3812730584990669862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3812730584990669862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3812730584990669862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-your-silence.html' title='in your silence.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6189299656218265152</id><published>2010-04-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:04:07.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere, somehow</title><content type='html'>Sitting, looking from the sidelines hurts so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for such a long time,&lt;br /&gt;I've always seen blogs as not just another social networking tool,&lt;br /&gt;but also a medium to spread language art&lt;br /&gt;through extensive, exaggerated use of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm the only one that actually put sense into the words&lt;br /&gt;recklessly typed into this everchanging&lt;br /&gt;(less so, in the years that came though)&lt;br /&gt;site, others find a mutual vacant idea slapped across each posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hypothesis come across as being substantially sound, justified by own posts.&lt;br /&gt;THAT hypothesis being people may think I'm just another person that does not&lt;br /&gt;create a level of interest in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, being the undisputed master of this loathesome blog,&lt;br /&gt;evidently, I'm really quite nonchalant to any kind of claims,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats really not the point right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, there isn't any definite agenda to begin with&lt;br /&gt;And maybe ths could evenbe the first post in such a long time that actually&lt;br /&gt;made sense language-wise  from the viewpoint of a reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIGRESSED. (I know i deviate alot)&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever posts that anyone may have read in this blog that&lt;br /&gt;just doesn't compute, it is probably my mind that was talking,&lt;br /&gt;trying to save itself before it spirals into a crescendo of some sorts&lt;br /&gt;that may lead to a chance of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, this body of mine saw that route and it wasn't at all pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Took awhile before I began to de-zombify. dread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow my mind could transpose all the pictures, lines, blurry words and vague events happening in my mind into definite, audible words.&lt;br /&gt;I have issues with myself that only known people could comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind blanked out after "comprehend" and i spaced for almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MOVING ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fashion, though, my mind could always amplify&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts &amp;amp; emotion no matter how small it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that amplification ends up in the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spaced again after "pretty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself through my own disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;My retreat into my thoughts proved to be a challenging one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially with the things happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i realised how messed up parents can be.&lt;br /&gt;And how self-sacrificing they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in the end, everyone needs help.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how ugly a situation tends to evolve into,&lt;br /&gt;theres always that minute detail that was never tapped on&lt;br /&gt;or was never even came across as sound, practical, sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that a little but of soul-searching  always help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T DWELL ON NEGATIVITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure why I'm actually ranting on all that.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's an indication of rememberance,&lt;br /&gt;a constant reminder to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For all the ties that binds us,&lt;br /&gt;A dream so honest,&lt;br /&gt;An intention so pure,&lt;br /&gt;Secrets, secrets,&lt;br /&gt;This is where you're kept"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For all these feelings that makes us...... They wont be ignored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yet, still, I keep trying to converse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-6189299656218265152?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6189299656218265152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=6189299656218265152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/6189299656218265152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1847708358708549115?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1847708358708549115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1847708358708549115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1847708358708549115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1847708358708549115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleep-tight-world.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-5169918627074612417</id><published>2010-04-12T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:40:51.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take me out before i lose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok, i'll lose myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-5169918627074612417?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-2369229812420392198</id><published>2010-04-12T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:35:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life should end now.</title><content type='html'>today was fun&lt;br /&gt;despite a few screw ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope joanne had fun today!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday joannie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed ava today but its okay!&lt;br /&gt;coz im accompanied by great friendssss.&lt;br /&gt;somehow we never fail to create such useless conversations.&lt;br /&gt;and awesomely its technically our 3rd year celebrating our own&lt;br /&gt;birthdays together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we normally do,&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring is our mutual activity!&lt;div 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now.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-6702335762983116912</id><published>2010-04-09T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:42:56.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall save my rants for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQjcJBGIFsA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQjcJBGIFsA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BigBang keeps driving me crazy with their songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-6702335762983116912?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/6702335762983116912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=6702335762983116912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Sorry 'someone'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its raining now.&lt;br /&gt;thunder lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im locked up in my room because&lt;br /&gt;im trying to get ready for thunder and lightning in my&lt;br /&gt;own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, these were the days I wished I was in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like all the thoughts came sprinting back when&lt;br /&gt;the OC's said the word 'goodbye'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ironic was it that whatever 'they' advised&lt;br /&gt;was whatever that they didnt do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3733497908613215100?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3258982785917588061</id><published>2010-04-09T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:24:58.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wayang</title><content type='html'>somehow, we were missing links.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3258982785917588061?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3258982785917588061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3258982785917588061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet you kept on living.&lt;br /&gt;because you still thought everyone mattered&lt;br /&gt;when you were beaten by the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god, there's so little time.&lt;br /&gt;remembering my name is so difficult&lt;br /&gt;yet im trying to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should keep myself busy since camp's done&lt;br /&gt;before i spiral into my history's worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3205024417341961726?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3205024417341961726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3205024417341961726' 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start believing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hi, im back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1102197948792878799?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1102197948792878799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1102197948792878799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1102197948792878799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1102197948792878799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-deceiving-start-believing-oh-hi-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-1715386913634998907</id><published>2010-04-03T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T09:17:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psyched</title><content type='html'>nothing is gonna stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPLODE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1715386913634998907?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1715386913634998907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1715386913634998907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1715386913634998907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1715386913634998907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/psyched.html' title='psyched'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-4241130634244091438</id><published>2010-04-03T04:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T04:55:50.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone's speaking to me.</title><content type='html'>if someone loved you someone can love you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i least expected.&lt;br /&gt;world, you are beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-4241130634244091438?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/4241130634244091438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7546595412260808523</id><published>2010-04-03T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T03:42:11.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you need to love yourself for others to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sam.&lt;br /&gt;i needed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7546595412260808523?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7546595412260808523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7546595412260808523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7546595412260808523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7546595412260808523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-need-to-love-yourself-for-others-to_02.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3110617269197390648</id><published>2010-04-03T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T03:17:14.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you need to love yourself for others to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sam.&lt;br /&gt;i needed that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3110617269197390648?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3110617269197390648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-3145247729672452397</id><published>2010-04-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:59:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So now,&lt;br /&gt;If only I would listen to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-3145247729672452397?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/3145247729672452397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=3145247729672452397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3145247729672452397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/3145247729672452397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-now-if-only-i-would-listen-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-1387590058340510879</id><published>2010-04-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:55:53.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a girl</title><content type='html'>asked, "when we are sad and heartbroken, what do we do to make ourselves feel better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poet then answered "you cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl got confused and said, "But I've cried so much. I'm sick of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which the poet then prompt answered, "Did you cry because you feel hurt deep inside, or because you're letting it all out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;he added, "Would you rather jump into a pool without water to suicide, or jump into a pool full of your own tears, knowing that it will save you and make you feel better for letting it out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-1387590058340510879?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/1387590058340510879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=1387590058340510879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1387590058340510879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/1387590058340510879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/girl.html' title='a girl'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-74174047974134289</id><published>2010-04-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:44:32.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>in current affairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-74174047974134289?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/74174047974134289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=74174047974134289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/74174047974134289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/74174047974134289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2542860565191417949.post-7093884038629792395</id><published>2010-04-02T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:43:08.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted.</title><content type='html'>by roaming skies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2542860565191417949-7093884038629792395?l=mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/feeds/7093884038629792395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2542860565191417949&amp;postID=7093884038629792395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7093884038629792395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2542860565191417949/posts/default/7093884038629792395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeisaneverlastingart.blogspot.com/2010/04/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted.'/><author><name>LiterallyTom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01717761964388363923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
