<?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-5446402086310545529</id><updated>2012-01-01T23:48:26.603+08:00</updated><category term='Spongebob'/><title type='text'>Ghost</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5641704810966557422</id><published>2011-10-11T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:39:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in times like this. i fucking need this space to rant the fuck out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay first of all, why isit so fucking hard to communicate with people without giving the wrong impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing, people who are overly caring and concern about me, is a fucking turn-off. and i know i am insensitive, i AM insensitive that's why you shouldn't be doing so. so go do your own business for fuck's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i am FUCKING TIRED. yes, it's like i'm tired during weekdays mostly. i will only prefer to go out depending on the kind of situation and mood and the people who are going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, where the fuck is my SE non-cam phone?! kns who took it?! or where did i fucking left it?! knn cannot be magic disappear what! fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth, i'm finally addicted to girls.... after SNSD that is. now i'm addicted to SDN48!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a short interest span. i tend to forget things that i used to be most interested with, or my usual habits sometimes keep on changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people think that i'm living a good life right now. that kind of perfect life thingy, BUT NO FUCK YOU, i'm suffering from lots of emotional stress that i always hold them in, probably until one day i will fucking snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever who does try to fuck around with my life, fuck you, fuck off pls. i really don't need that extra shit from you. i might just eat poison and jump down one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5641704810966557422?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5641704810966557422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5641704810966557422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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becoming like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4654673371344467046?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4654673371344467046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4654673371344467046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4654673371344467046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4654673371344467046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2011/08/today-my-heart-is-as-cold-as-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-495133307920518667</id><published>2011-07-01T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T00:37:55.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's damn awkward. i hate the feeling. if only things didn't happen at all in the first place. i know everyone knows about it. but no one gives a fuck about it. it's not being solved because of my own pride and dignity wadever shit. i'm at fault. fuck my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-495133307920518667?l=ghostapparition.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-5446402086310545529.post-5774578996912707355</id><published>2011-06-26T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T01:15:16.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.</title><content type='html'>i just feel the need to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking to a certain number of people, i think i got mindfucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAREER, FUTURE, GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously fucked up. i still duno what i'm gonna do after i ORD, i still duno what i want for my future, and girl problems all over the place, i don't want to start on that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, i've no problems with girl stuff. i don't even care about girls, just that seeing my frens all have girlfriends makes me feel kinda fucked up anyways. but wadever it is, not planning to have one. so far i don't see any potential ones. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving that aside, still got this shithole i have to cover. my future, my career, my hole in my wallet. i still can't devote/lose my life towards this demon called "career"&lt;br /&gt;career = no life&lt;br /&gt;but idk what the heck is "life" to me. sit at home watching porn? fuck it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5774578996912707355?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5774578996912707355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5774578996912707355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel happy or sad, i'm a fucking soldier&lt;br /&gt;tmr's concert, better not screw it up. i should remember how to play all the songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8923131861702107517?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8923131861702107517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8923131861702107517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8923131861702107517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8923131861702107517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2419280265629531419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2419280265629531419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2419280265629531419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2011/02/everything-doesnt-go-my-way-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1961496437570505875</id><published>2011-02-13T11:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:39:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a random thought last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if&lt;br /&gt;singapore got war&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thrown into some infantry thingy&lt;br /&gt;pick up arms instead of my instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1961496437570505875?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1961496437570505875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-5446402086310545529.post-1639448649798977417</id><published>2010-10-30T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:48:19.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/TMvbvdVORpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Vb0kaefLybs/s1600/1275%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/TMvbvdVORpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Vb0kaefLybs/s400/1275%5B1%5D.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533758175528765074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TRUE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1639448649798977417?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1639448649798977417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1639448649798977417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1639448649798977417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1639448649798977417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/TMvbvdVORpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Vb0kaefLybs/s72-c/1275%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8340854598710248530</id><published>2010-10-12T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T02:04:13.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay fuck'd. i can't sleep, and there's nowhere i can go, so i'll just fucking rant here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously i can't sleep right now, i feel so FRESH, and i've to wake up tmr 5.30am, like how??? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously felt so lost and very very very very weird feeling for my 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall just prepared just in case will have scolding shit, den just heck care and just enjoy the stay there. lololololol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8340854598710248530?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8340854598710248530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8340854598710248530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8340854598710248530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8340854598710248530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay-fuckd.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-7458504670031729046</id><published>2010-10-07T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T10:33:03.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i've got nowhere else to go, this is the best place to actually write long stories. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just simply feeling very lethargic to do anything right now.. not even 5BX, not even running, not even taking a step out of the house. go out oso do wat shit?! if there's anything outside that i can do to improve myself, that one i don't mind uhh.. but go out oso will tend to waste my money, plus i'm broke, so kinda not safe to go out. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second thing is, i kinda wondered, why people think i'm a bad person? or i'm a dangerous person to be with. okay fuck it luh i don't give a fuck about that, like watever. but people around me aren't too honest enough. so fuck them instead, like to say say only, but actually they duno me well at all =.= plus saying me bad, they're just saying it to make themselves feel better, and it's not of their fault that they can't get well along with me... zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, third thing is, among all of the people around you rite, there are tend to have a few, who had done something wrong to you, and after that became too guilty to either come apologise, or even to come talk normally back to you again. like seriously, fucking assholes. seriously duno what they're thinking =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, I REALLY REALLY HATE PEOPLE TALKING AND ASKING STUPID STUFFS. take this moment to really think hard as to what i exactly mean, and try to recall some of your past experiences as examples. if you failed in that, it means that you're fucked up. can't think well enough. yeah i mean it, and you should try harder =)&lt;br /&gt;i can take informal nonsenses, rather than stupid questions. answering stupid questions is like, answering fucking test papers, which have totally nothing to do in real-life experience. seriously. and it wastes my breath, or if chatting, wastes bandwidth. some more need to think, so fuck it, i'm not gonna answer. if i keep quiet, it means it's a stupid question. maybe i should put an alert "stupid question detected" or smth like that =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay one last one, regarding stupid questions. i realised it in many many many many people around. people talk to me, okay i listen. if nothing relevant i'll either just hmm orh okay... if i'm interested to know, i'll be like, "huh wat?? den how?? den wat happens next???" etc etc.... if it's funny den i'll laugh luh of course... and i began to realise that, i don't really ask the "WHY" question.&lt;br /&gt;and why would people ask me "WHY" ???? do you even have the privilege to ask me why?? just keep quiet can?? damn pek chek leh must explain to you all the shit all over again. i'd rather talk to you grandfather story rather than answering your goddam "WHY" okay????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i'm sorry if i've really offended anyone, like seriously. coz i really damn pissed and that's what a blog is all about. so live with it, this is my personality. it's either you acknowledge, and you can beat me up after that, just don't fucking repeat the same shit in front of me again. thanks alot!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7458504670031729046?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7458504670031729046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-5446402086310545529.post-2433719251246068416</id><published>2010-08-22T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:34:15.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sucks to the max, but i'll be really patient.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm expecting good surprises, we shall see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2433719251246068416?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2433719251246068416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2433719251246068416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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the next day and feel like crying again because you just spent 8 fucking hours sleeping, not including the crying time&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD of thinking over it and trying to solve the problem or finding a better solution.&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;Well for my case, the problem is &lt;i&gt;unfixable&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-903717007062410694?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/903717007062410694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=903717007062410694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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aside&lt;br /&gt;(You're pushing me aside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could the winter calm come twice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your heart seems so cold tonight&lt;br /&gt;Thirst for substance somehow isn't right&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me inside&lt;br /&gt;(It's killing you inside)&lt;br /&gt;You're killing me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be where you are&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be here even now&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;If something isn't right&lt;br /&gt;If something isn't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;Words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I've seen where you've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is where love ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you so naive to right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;How could you watch innocence forgone&lt;br /&gt;Does what we've done ever really belong&lt;br /&gt;It wasted me away&lt;br /&gt;I feel so wasted away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God if you can hear me out all right&lt;br /&gt;Please take these feelings for her inside&lt;br /&gt;My chest hurts when I breathe tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's wasting me away&lt;br /&gt;(You're wasting me away)&lt;br /&gt;They're wasting me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be where you are&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be here even now&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;Something isn't right&lt;br /&gt;Something isn't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last&lt;br /&gt;(This is my last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;Words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I've seen where you've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is where love ends&lt;br /&gt;(This is my last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;Words have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I've seen where you've been&lt;br /&gt;(This is our last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodnight&lt;br /&gt;Say what you will&lt;br /&gt;Say all that you can&lt;br /&gt;This is our last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is where love ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1660850870364445356?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1660850870364445356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1660850870364445356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is weekends, will have nothing else to do than to sit and slack at home for the whole two days. Yeah ftw lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-64839473540555269?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/64839473540555269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=64839473540555269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/64839473540555269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/64839473540555269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/06/bored.html' 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love</title><content type='html'>When I see love, I walk by it&lt;br /&gt;When I know it's love, I make an excuse&lt;br /&gt;When I hear love, I ignore it&lt;br /&gt;To cover my cries, I laugh loudly&lt;br /&gt;Is my love that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Why me, why am hurting so much?&lt;br /&gt;I'd give everything away, if this love was permitted&lt;br /&gt;Wiping my tears doesn't ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;Precious things always seem to leave&lt;br /&gt;Kept my feelings hidden&lt;br /&gt;I live for this painful love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7390223732315807420?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7390223732315807420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>concert's over&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling like shit.&lt;br /&gt;it's the normal post-concert blues as usual. hate it so much coz i got so attached to the whole concert process thingy, something similar to wmc period... haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i need a new distraction, a new goal, a new target, a new planning and schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how about, sudden happenings?? hope they come by too. good happenings. big happenings. no reasons nor logic needed but effective enough to wake my self-awareness and situation awareness back again. lololol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i can't stay on the pc for very long hours anymore, my butt will pain, my legs will pain and the itch to move about for 5 mins lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: if you happen to see me or meet me, you ought to say something nice and crack a few jokes (of cos, it must be really funny) otherwise i will just keep quiet and not entertain you. worse comes to worst, i'll be damn sarcastic towards you. sorry to say but my mood is still down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3678604778002178743?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3678604778002178743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3678604778002178743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3678604778002178743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Eyeliner is TODAY!!! FUCK YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally it's my goal!! Achieved it man! Thank God!!&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;Currently listening to Bryan Adams - Please Forgive Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics reminds me of that one particular person i've not been over with for quite very long time already, the friendship is being left out without anyone tending to it... Hopefully someday things went back to normal... Fated or not, i just leave it to Him to decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6674673911470675808?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6674673911470675808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6674673911470675808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6674673911470675808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6674673911470675808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/S_vC5ERrn2I/AAAAAAAAAmw/UvT-vz4OtdU/s72-c/solitude%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6533161764002936622</id><published>2010-05-24T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T02:00:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now, i totally have no goals. not even a single girl i'm targeting, not even a single hint of idea on any short-term goals, not even any recreational hobbies to do whenever i'm free here and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's partly bcoz i passed my napfa and right now i'm slowly waiting... for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the most monochrome boring moment in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6533161764002936622?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6533161764002936622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6533161764002936622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6533161764002936622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6533161764002936622'/><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-5446402086310545529.post-3204707754479449026</id><published>2010-05-16T05:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:12:15.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused, lost.&lt;br /&gt;There's no way out for me anymore, i leave my hands to You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3204707754479449026?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3204707754479449026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3204707754479449026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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sleep in bus.&lt;br /&gt;after work, go band, until 9 - 10 plus plus.&lt;br /&gt;reach home 11pm facebook for 1hr, den go for 2.4 run.&lt;br /&gt;den come back, shagged, facebook and msn ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;feel like doing something else/watch youtube videos/annoying orange/etc. but my eyes too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;once i use my laptop on my bed = sleep. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's weekends!!! i need to:&lt;br /&gt;watch Darker Than Black&lt;br /&gt;watch K-ON 2&lt;br /&gt;watch Batsu Game&lt;br /&gt;morning 2.4 run&lt;br /&gt;play game! (3 games to play lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be all. k nites lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5854105785924032059?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5854105785924032059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5854105785924032059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5854105785924032059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5854105785924032059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-daily-routine-is-becoming-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1962695157445196086</id><published>2010-04-27T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:43:41.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment O_O</title><content type='html'>right now, after the enlistment went BAM on my face, half of my brain's memory disk got deleted... why? coz too much problems until i accidentally deleted those 'unneeded' ones alr... Now it's just me, concert, my will to pass napfa and extend my job. FIGHTING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i totally forgotten about 'it' i just don't know why and i don't feel sad and fucked up as before anymore.. i can't believe i'm actually on a very strict mode right now... only God knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1962695157445196086?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1962695157445196086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1962695157445196086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1962695157445196086'/><link rel='self' 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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-5446402086310545529.post-7655275345219784093</id><published>2010-04-18T02:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:24:26.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't know what to do</title><content type='html'>when it comes to weekdays and busy days, i just recalled what to do and already thinking of plans for my weekends... but when it's already weekends and holidays, i seriously don't know/forget what to do... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i'm ready to do almost anything, just that my whole world is just holding me back from doing anything -_-"&lt;br /&gt;it's like people told me to "Just Do It"(nike logo) but for me it's "Error, please try again" lolololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wadever, nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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every moment that you spend with em&lt;br /&gt;Promise not to let them go...&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you had my heart&lt;br /&gt;Right from the very start&lt;br /&gt;But still you gotta know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Even though I told myself that I moved&lt;br /&gt;Deep down I keep on holding on&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but true&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;And although I'm with somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Girl I can't keep lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what I gotta face the truth&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Missing you baby&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Shes everything a man could want&lt;br /&gt;But you're the one I need&lt;br /&gt;To me it's not worth it&lt;br /&gt;Though she may be perfect&lt;br /&gt;She could never be like you...&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you had my heart&lt;br /&gt;Right from the very start&lt;br /&gt;But still you gotta know baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Even though I told myself that I moved&lt;br /&gt;Deep down I keep on holding on&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but true&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;And although I'm with somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Girl I can't keep lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what I gotta face the truth&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to move on&lt;br /&gt;Cause your all I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta stay strong&lt;br /&gt;So I can't break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;Cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Even though I told myself that I moved&lt;br /&gt;Deep down I keep on holding on&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but true&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;And although I'm with somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Girl I can't keep lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what I gotta face the truth&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I gotta face the truth...&lt;br /&gt;She just ain't you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3027500704657386870?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3027500704657386870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3027500704657386870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3027500704657386870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3027500704657386870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-sent-me-this-song-and-they-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2681146549131618409</id><published>2010-04-05T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:19:10.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>Its kinda hard to get over someone you fell really hard for...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2681146549131618409?l=ghostapparition.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-5446402086310545529.post-3419511431688242497</id><published>2010-03-26T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:37:26.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still remember the 13 hours that almost killed me last year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3419511431688242497?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3419511431688242497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3419511431688242497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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on phone.6pm go home.if got band den take mrt to yck.see if got chio bu anot.finish band go home.11pm reach home.msn facebook until forget supper.listen music chat.1am go to bed.latest 2am sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5090057915336311639?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5090057915336311639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5090057915336311639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5090057915336311639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Or isit just bad luck or a curse that i got infected too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz it always happen to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7201350739751734473?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7201350739751734473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=7201350739751734473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7201350739751734473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7201350739751734473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-sadness-infectious-or-isit-just-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1331712790766366783</id><published>2010-03-06T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:43:18.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seoul Garden was excellent today!&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, i was thinking of something... that immediately came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first response from my own self is just like "FUCKKK" with the damn pissed off feeling... When i thought that my life is super completely perfect, somehow it bounds to get a little bit of imperfection =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah get it off my mind pls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1331712790766366783?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1331712790766366783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1331712790766366783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1331712790766366783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1331712790766366783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/03/seoul-garden-was-excellent-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8703715989329981468</id><published>2010-03-03T05:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:49:46.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Stress</title><content type='html'>And i thought it's all already over but it's still not... =.=&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucked up thingy triggered me today zzzz&lt;br /&gt;Yah maybe i'm just superbly bored that's why it came to my mind +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NO one should know about this =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8703715989329981468?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8703715989329981468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8703715989329981468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8703715989329981468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8703715989329981468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2010/03/emotional-stress.html' title='Emotional Stress'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8698229284841169530</id><published>2010-02-23T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T03:00:34.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduating soon!!!</title><content type='html'>oh, i totally forget about this blog lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wadever, i got nothing to do for now... break for me, i've got no school, graduating soon!!! (i hope) lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk when i'll be back working, mum wants me to go find some job so see how =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now enjoy first! heh heh~ ok nites lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8698229284841169530?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8698229284841169530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8698229284841169530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8698229284841169530'/><link rel='self' 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-5446402086310545529.post-257561066819441812</id><published>2010-01-31T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:30:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't afford to hide this fact... why am i enjoying life??? o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-257561066819441812?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/257561066819441812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=257561066819441812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-413264057414764094?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/413264057414764094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=413264057414764094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/413264057414764094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/413264057414764094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-never-good-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3698537413383317087</id><published>2009-12-20T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:48:08.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know right now,&lt;br /&gt;there should be some people who are pissed with me right now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3698537413383317087?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3698537413383317087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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joke... lol!</title><content type='html'>&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng to a long-distance telephone operator:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Could you please tell me the time difference&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; between&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Taipei and Las Vegas?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Operator: "Just a minute??"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng: "Thank You," and puts down the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; At a bar in New York, the man to Ah Beng's left&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; tells&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the bartender," JOHNNIE WALKER, SINGLE." and his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; companion says, "JACK DANIELS, SINGLE."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The bartender approaches Ah Beng and asks," AND YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; SIR?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng replies:" Tan Ah Beng, MARRIED."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; After completing a jigsaw puzzle he'd been working&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; on&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; quite for some time, Ah Beng proudly shows off the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; finished puzzle to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "It took me ONLY FIVE MONTHS TO DO IT," Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; brags.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "FIVE MONTHS? THAT'S TOO LONG," the friend exclaims.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "YOU ARE A FOOL."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng replies," NO LAH, SEE THIS BOX, IT IS&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; WRITTEN&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; FOR 4-7YRS, LEH!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng took part in the Singapore Manhunt&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Competition. During the Q&amp;A segment, the host asks,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Name a drink that begins with the letter 'G'."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The crowd shouts, "Gin! Gin!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Others exclaim, "No it's Grape Juice!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Another smart aleck yells, "Alamak, Gatorade!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Host: "Quiet please."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng laughs hysterically like a hyena before&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; replying, "C'mon man, you think I need your help? I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; got more original answer: Guni!"(cow milk in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Hokkien).&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng had just bought a new computer and was using&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; it when he encountered some problems. He decided to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; use the 'Help' command.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; After some tries, he became irritated and called the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; computer retailer for support.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng:" I pressed the 'F1' key for help?but it's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; been over half an hour and still nobody has came to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; help me???"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Computer Retailer:...............&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; In an English class:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Teacher: "Class, do you know the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; parents?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng: "Yes, teacher, it means father and mother."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Teacher: "Good. Can you give me an example?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng: "Sure. Cowboy's parents mean cowboy's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; father&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; and mother. Also can say&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Cowboy's father is Cow Pay and Cowboy's mother is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Cow&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Boo. So together we say Cow Pay Cow Boo (KPKB)."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Teacher fainted...............&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng with his two red ears went to his doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; doctor asked him what happened to his ears and he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; answered," I was ironing a shirt and the phone ring&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; loh but instead of picking up the phone, I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; ear. So kena loh!" "Oh dear!" the doctor exclaimed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; disbelief. "But?what happen to the other ear?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Aiyah! That stoooopid dumbo called back!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng and Ah Seng rent a boat and fish in a lake&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; One day, they caught 30 fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng said to Ah Seng," Mark this spot so that we&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; can come back here again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The next day, when they were driving to rent the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; boat,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng asked Ah Seng," Did you mark that spot?" Ah&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Seng replied," Yeah, I put a big X on the bottom of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the boat,"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng said," You stupid fool! What if we don't get&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; that same boat today !?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng and Ah Seng exited and locked the car in a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; hurry, forgetting to remove the key which was in the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; ignition. Realizing the mistake, Ah Beng asked," Why&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; don't we get a coat hanger to open it?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "No, that won't work," answered Ah Seng." People&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; might&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; think we're trying to break in."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Then Ah Beng suggested," What if we use a pocket&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; knife&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; to cut the rubber, then stuck a finger in and pull&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the lock?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "No," said Ah Seng. "People will think we're too&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; dumb&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; to use a coat hanger."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The "kan cheong" Ah Beng shouted," We better think&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; something fast. It's staring to rain and the sunroof&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; is open!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng serving his NS overseas and far from home,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; annoyed and upset when his girl Ah Lian wrote&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; breaking&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; off their engagement and asking for her photograph&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; back. He went out and collected from his friends all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the unwanted photographs of women that he could&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; find,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; bundled them all together and sent them to her with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; note stating the following:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Regret cannot remember which one is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; you...............&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; please keep your photo and return the others."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Once Ah Beng , Ah Seng and Ah Lian went for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the Compass Rose at the top of the Westin Stamford .&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; After dinner, they went to the lift scanned the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; buttons and couldn't find the button for the first&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; floor. Ah Beng suggested taking the stairs but Ah&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Lian&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; decided to press the lift button "G". They found&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; themselves on the first ground and Ah Beng remarked,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Wah, you so smart, ah. How did you know this was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; ground floor?" Ah Lian replied ," Aiyah so simple&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; also dunno! G: stands for gero loh!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; One evening, Ah Beng and Ah Lian went to a lounge&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; requested the DJ to play the song "Ah Cheng Buey Lo&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ti" (Ah Cheng buys bread). The DJ told them they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; only&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; played English songs and asked them to request&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; another&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; song. They were upset and complained to the manager&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; that the DJ was insulting them. After many hours of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; calming them down, the manager found out they were&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; actually requesting the Righteous Brothers song,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "Unchained Melody".&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ================================================== =====&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Ah Beng and Ah Seng went to a hawker centre. Ah Seng&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; noticed the hygiene grades issued by the Ministry of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Health pasted at each stall and asked Ah Beng, "Eh,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; the 'A', 'B', 'C' and 'D' stand for what ah?" Ah&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Beng&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; snorted and said, "Aiyah, this sort of thing you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; also&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; dunno! 'D' stand for 'delicious', 'C' stand for 'can&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; eat', 'B' stand for 'buay sai' (cannot) and 'A'&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; stand&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; for 'Alamak'!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://forums.hardwarezone.com.sg/"&gt;hardwarezone&lt;/a&gt;... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2499754285185277160?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2499754285185277160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2499754285185277160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2499754285185277160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2499754285185277160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-joke-lol.html' title='another joke... lol!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1473891581966839251</id><published>2009-12-14T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T15:43:52.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and another joke of the day lololololololol</title><content type='html'>Once there was a wedding dinner. The dinner occupied one half the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other half was occupied by some Caucasian tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wedding couples hop from table to table to toast the guests, the cheers of "KAN PEI" (Mandarin version of 'bottoms-up' - due to happy &amp; joyous drinking) gets louder and louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Caucasian gets more and more irritated as the couple get closer to him. "KAN PEI" ....."KAN....PEI"....!!!" The cheers continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the irritated Caucasian couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood up on his chair and shouted. "IF YOU CAN'T PAY, THEN LET ME PAY FOR YOU!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1473891581966839251?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1473891581966839251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1473891581966839251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1473891581966839251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1473891581966839251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-another-joke-of-day-lololololololol.html' title='...and another joke of the day lololololololol'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-7659133296066944783</id><published>2009-12-14T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:47:29.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another joke of the day lololol</title><content type='html'>SEX WHEN YOU'RE 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95 year old grandmother to comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she asked how her grandfather died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that two people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble. "Oh no, my dear," replied granny. "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She paused, wiped away a tear and then continued, "and if that damned ice cream truck hadn't come along, he'd still be alive today."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7659133296066944783?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7659133296066944783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=7659133296066944783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7659133296066944783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7659133296066944783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-joke-of-day-lololol.html' title='another joke of the day lololol'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4037008391580470992</id><published>2009-12-14T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T14:43:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke of the day lolololol</title><content type='html'>Ah Seng wants to make love with Ah Lian but he is&lt;br /&gt;afraid that Ah Lian will get pregnant, so he&lt;br /&gt;approaches his friend Ah Beng for advice. Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;said "Aiya, very easy one lah. Nah, take this packet of&lt;br /&gt;condoms and follow the instructions, nothing will&lt;br /&gt;happen one." So Ah Seng takes the condom and at night&lt;br /&gt;makes love with Ah Lian.&lt;br /&gt;Two months later, Ah Seng comes to look for Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;and tells him that Ah Lian is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;"Cannot be what, did you follow the instructions or not?" asks Ah Beng.&lt;br /&gt;"Na -bei! Got lah. The box says "Stretch the condom&lt;br /&gt;over organ before intercourse, I got no organ, so I&lt;br /&gt;stretch it over my piano loh."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4037008391580470992?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4037008391580470992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4037008391580470992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4037008391580470992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4037008391580470992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/12/joke-of-day-lolololol.html' title='joke of the day lolololol'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4311180308130011711</id><published>2009-12-07T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:20:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Yay like finally i got a way to express my feelings at work!!&lt;br /&gt;which is thru blog! muaahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, damn bored as usual and imagine doing work early in the morning, where you're half-awake, tired like hell and your mind is shut down and then you're listening to instructions and explanations and start doing work.... =.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wadever it is, it's 1 plus hours to go home... and i shall probably start configuring twitter or something liddat? only then people can communicate with me... and pls entertain me plz i is farking bored like mad &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thx bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4311180308130011711?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4311180308130011711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4311180308130011711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4311180308130011711'/><link rel='self' 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-5446402086310545529.post-1034603019085645206</id><published>2009-11-10T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:48:07.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h8 2 slp</title><content type='html'>I just hate to sleep... shingz~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1034603019085645206?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1034603019085645206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1034603019085645206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1034603019085645206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1034603019085645206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/11/h8-2-slp.html' title='h8 2 slp'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2727628537720190376</id><published>2009-11-05T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:03:27.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are just happier people</title><content type='html'>&gt;NICKNAMES&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If Laura, Kate and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Kate and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; If Mike, Dave and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Fat Boy, Godzilla and Four-eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; EATING OUT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; When the bill&lt;br /&gt;&gt; arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even&lt;br /&gt;&gt; though it's only for $32.50. None of them will&lt;br /&gt;&gt; have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want&lt;br /&gt;&gt; change back.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; When the girls get&lt;br /&gt;&gt; their bill, out come the pocket calculators.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man will pay $2 for&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a $1 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman will pay $1&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sale.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; BATHROOMS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man has six items&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel .&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The average number of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A&lt;br /&gt;&gt; man would not be able to identify more than 20 of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; these items.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ARGUMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman has the last&lt;br /&gt;&gt; word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Anything a man says&lt;br /&gt;&gt; after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman worries about&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man never worries&lt;br /&gt;&gt; about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A successful man is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A successful woman is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman marries a man&lt;br /&gt;&gt; expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man marries a woman&lt;br /&gt;&gt; expecting that she won't change, but she does.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; DRESSING UP&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman will dress up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the phone, read a book, and get the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man will dress up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for weddings and funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; NATURAL&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Men wake up as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; good-looking as they went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Women somehow&lt;br /&gt;&gt; deteriorate during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; OFFSPRING&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ah, children. A&lt;br /&gt;&gt; woman knows all about her children. She knows about&lt;br /&gt;&gt; dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite&lt;br /&gt;&gt; foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man is vaguely&lt;br /&gt;&gt; aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; THOUGHT FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A married man should forget his mistakes. There's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; no use in two people remembering the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SO, send this to the women who have a sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and who can handle it ... and to the men who will enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Proof&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that Men Have Better Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Friendship among Women:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman didn't come home one night. The next morning&lt;br /&gt;&gt; she told her husband that she had slept over at a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; friend's house. The man called his wife's 10 best&lt;br /&gt;&gt; friends. None of them knew anything about&lt;br /&gt;&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Friendship among Men:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A man didn't come home one night. The next morning he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; told his wife that he had slept over at a friend's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; house. The woman called her husband's 10 best&lt;br /&gt;&gt; friends. Eight confirmed that he had slept over, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; two said he was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.bloghonestly.com/"&gt;BlogHonestly.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2727628537720190376?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2727628537720190376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2727628537720190376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2727628537720190376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2727628537720190376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/11/men-are-just-happier-people.html' title='Men are just happier people'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-9195937192738047332</id><published>2009-11-05T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T16:03:58.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>i'm beginning to hate everything that i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-9195937192738047332?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/9195937192738047332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=9195937192738047332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/9195937192738047332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/9195937192738047332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2267624913818985052</id><published>2009-10-11T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:41:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious</title><content type='html'>There's a serious need for me to blog right now.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm beginning to think of something so serious, i just felt the need to accomplish it asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goals for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the other shit stuffs about school. The semester is gonna end soon. It'll be then marked as the end of my year 3 life, and i will soon graduate from school. And i'm never gonna lose this opportunity to grab every chance i have during my poly life. I have to do this, or else it's not going anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don't wanna end up one day regretting not to go for it during my poly years, and got stucked in working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok end of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2267624913818985052?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2267624913818985052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2267624913818985052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2267624913818985052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2267624913818985052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/10/serious.html' title='Serious'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5930582224720537630</id><published>2009-10-04T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:59:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size=xx-large color=red&gt;Shamin says f*ck off to last week and says hi to the new week!!!! =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5930582224720537630?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5930582224720537630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5930582224720537630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5930582224720537630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5930582224720537630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-week.html' title='New week!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3669379103005842871</id><published>2009-10-02T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:16:22.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samyang Raymun!!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored! And after so long of not posting here, i shall start off the freaking day at fyp with a post. lol&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the last day of week 4 of fyp. It's like, one month gone~~~ two months to go~~~ =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, i'm still bored =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i think i shall do a short summary of what's been happening around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bored&lt;br /&gt;-I have no life&lt;br /&gt;-Band is torturous, but i somehow enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;-My sore throat is coming out... again!&lt;br /&gt;-My left jaw is still painful&lt;br /&gt;-My legs are still feeling shiok bcoz of the napfa training yesterday&lt;br /&gt;-I beginning to like napfa training. lol&lt;br /&gt;-Looking forward to next week&lt;br /&gt;-Facebook and Youtube has been my favourite pastime these few weeks&lt;br /&gt;-I still dun prefer f(x) coz they're still new&lt;br /&gt;-I like yesterday's sectionals&lt;br /&gt;-Next weekend got section outing&lt;br /&gt;-Felt a need to find new entertainment sources&lt;br /&gt;-I still love SNSD, esp Jessica =D&lt;br /&gt;-It's been awhile since i've chionged on games =.=&lt;br /&gt;-Is BROKE&lt;br /&gt;-Is rather sian of the things around him, i think&lt;br /&gt;-I wun rest in peace until all of my problems are solved *thumbs up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's for today. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmVB0Lz3U0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/SmVB0Lz3U0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3669379103005842871?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3669379103005842871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3669379103005842871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3669379103005842871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3669379103005842871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/10/samyang-raymun.html' title='Samyang Raymun!!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5983472459630134994</id><published>2009-09-01T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:28:45.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One moment you'll see me like this.&lt;br /&gt;And another moment with another type of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, i noe i'm always changing each time, but that's me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5983472459630134994?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5983472459630134994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things were better back then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1937364833157453241?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1937364833157453241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1937364833157453241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1937364833157453241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1937364833157453241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-were-better-back-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1243512057887074830</id><published>2009-08-22T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:31:27.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>If i were to choose to continue this relationship or not, i'd prefer to not know you at all in the first place..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1243512057887074830?l=ghostapparition.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-5446402086310545529.post-4206492157835051863</id><published>2009-08-21T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:34:07.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>Bored. Super bored. Even with games, i still felt so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's fasting month. Means, no P no H not even thoughts of them. =.=&lt;br /&gt;And no bitching, no vulgarities, no swearing and cursing, no grudges, no hateful feelings, no anger and no SNSD!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well kinda sleepy now. Feel like sleeping very soon and wake up tmr morning for breakfast. And also to change my sleep timing hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZiNGwLTjaA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/mZiNGwLTjaA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EOEM4-CF9Ow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/EOEM4-CF9Ow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pkiozMkV_7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/pkiozMkV_7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4206492157835051863?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4206492157835051863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4206492157835051863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4206492157835051863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4206492157835051863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-7776648522484791677</id><published>2009-08-19T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:06:11.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbia.....??</title><content type='html'>Ok i noe wat's always disturbing me at night already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling of someone who comes home late at night.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling, coz whenever someone comes home late at night, one thing is that the air that i'm breathing at home will be shared with an additional one more person, which means, more carbon dioxide =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing is that, whoever comes home late at night, might bring that "something" home. Be it by chance or that "something" just followed him home. Who noes. An additional friend in my room? Fark it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly, i HATE IT when people will see what i'm doing in my room. It's like hello, i want privacy. You wanna listen to my KPOP/Trombone music? Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SYRLTF71Sow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/SYRLTF71Sow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRjqGux8Rc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/GRjqGux8Rc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tYw_9kYssd0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/tYw_9kYssd0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t51zKN0yUdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/t51zKN0yUdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7776648522484791677?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7776648522484791677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=7776648522484791677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7776648522484791677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7776648522484791677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/08/disturbia.html' title='Disturbia.....??'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2768146927163946038</id><published>2009-08-17T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:00:50.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yurisistable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0986TjQT20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Q0986TjQT20&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i guess i dun need to describe anything else for this video. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2768146927163946038?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2768146927163946038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2768146927163946038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2768146927163946038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2768146927163946038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/08/yurisistable.html' title='Yurisistable'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4725747232785276218</id><published>2009-08-17T06:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:01:03.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>Everytime i come to this blog to post, my mind will always be freaking blank. I don't know why but it's just perfectly turn-off for me i think. And i always find it so hard to elaborate everything into words, probably that's the reason why i can't and always avoid blogging here these few weeks, but nevertheless, i should try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been monkey weeks, and it's about a month since i've last escaped Singapore and embark Holland for WMC. Came back on freaking 29th with the still-on-holiday-mood kind of atmosphere and my mind went as blank as white when i'm asked and forced and gagged about projects, reports and everyone else's shits stuffed into my brain. It's utter shock but what to do, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FACE THE F*#$#%&amp;@#$@# REALITY&lt;/span&gt;, that's what people always told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And came one moment when i got sick. Not the sick-in-the-head, but the physically feverish kind of sickness. And projects got halted coz my brain got fried and is still in Amsterdam-fantasy mode. What to do? Stay at home and prepare for the worst - H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got recovered on Sunday night, so gotta go school on Monday. Which kinda anti-climaxed to hear that. lol. But still, H1N1 negative! Just left with the stupid cough/sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then followed by a series of events when it's just plainly come to school, projects, presentation? And plus tests, tests, and tests. Until to a point of time there's the National Day (thank god) and i got the space to breathe abit and do my work. And then work is somehow chopped into tiny little bits here and there and i also rushed through my studying timing for the two common test papers. Of course, got screwed really hard. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally now!&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with Web 2.0! And i seriously dunno how to wake up for later lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i just can't stop listening and watching this video. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03K4vFywEG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/03K4vFywEG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4725747232785276218?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4725747232785276218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4725747232785276218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4725747232785276218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4725747232785276218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3342363406929599111</id><published>2009-07-19T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:14:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Diamond</title><content type='html'>Again I see you standing there watching me&lt;br /&gt;Your gaze, those eyes are tantalizing openly&lt;br /&gt;Inviting me to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;Can't help myself&lt;br /&gt;There's fascination in the air&lt;br /&gt;I try to fight this strong sensation&lt;br /&gt;But there's no chance to escape from this temptation&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I've known you before&lt;br /&gt;Repeating phrases&lt;br /&gt;But I yearn for something more&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't stay by your side forever&lt;br /&gt;But I know I won't forget your beauty&lt;br /&gt;My Black Diamond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3342363406929599111?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3342363406929599111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3342363406929599111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3342363406929599111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3342363406929599111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-diamond.html' title='Black Diamond'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5733630730501552586</id><published>2009-07-11T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T03:57:51.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD! :O</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been a long time since i last blogged lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i've been doing is some serious practising, plus those two common test papers and some other crappy shit stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I even did some survey stuffs regarding the trip, like for example, asking about how much money to bring there, or the trends of the band members going there. lol&lt;br /&gt;So pumped up for wmc sia. Duno what to say alr. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard the recording for two pieces of the competition. Somehow got some depressing parts and some parts which i'm quite proud of myself. But still, there's room for improvement uh.. I oso duno how are the effects for each sound created and also the size of the hall. Must calculate all these needs quite some work to do. And also, i need more stamina and my oh so Godly embouchure LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to score all my A notes. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no mood for SNSD. So i'll end with inspiring words lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SlecgIRvQXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vcNQdxNfIA4/s1600-h/quotes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SlecgIRvQXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vcNQdxNfIA4/s400/quotes-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922357572125042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Slecf_psLxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/IPGyLo4SZEc/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Slecf_psLxI/AAAAAAAAAmg/IPGyLo4SZEc/s400/4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356922355256667922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5733630730501552586?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5733630730501552586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5733630730501552586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5733630730501552586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5733630730501552586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-god-o.html' title='OH MY GOD! :O'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SlecgIRvQXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vcNQdxNfIA4/s72-c/quotes-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6161122514007631300</id><published>2009-07-05T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:42:10.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost caught on tape. lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7yxiDzbCZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/K7yxiDzbCZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;This is what you called "Authentic" ghost caught on TAPE. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6161122514007631300?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6161122514007631300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6161122514007631300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6161122514007631300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6161122514007631300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/ghost-caught-on-tape-lol.html' title='ghost caught on tape. lol'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6612360577691811513</id><published>2009-07-05T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T03:44:53.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore shld try this kind of prank lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pCp_QpC6_pk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/pCp_QpC6_pk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;skeleton rider ftw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6612360577691811513?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6612360577691811513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6612360577691811513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6612360577691811513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6612360577691811513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/singapore-shld-try-this-kind-of-prank.html' title='Singapore shld try this kind of prank lol'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4280946341435300353</id><published>2009-07-03T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:58:09.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red" size="72"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I SHOULD JUST STOP THINKING TOO MUCH ALREADY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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;k nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4280946341435300353?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4280946341435300353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4280946341435300353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4280946341435300353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4280946341435300353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='..............'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-437203072484078522</id><published>2009-07-02T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:55:33.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good!</title><content type='html'>I guess, i need more CHI to make me make my new fresh move. A new start for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my first e-assessment is done... within minutes! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;What a jerk, i got the answer script thanks to Edward lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i think that doing schoolwork seemed to be more fun than doing anything else. I duno why but just got the feeling that it makes me more shiok than anything else. I just need to do more and study more, den can get the momentum liao... den uber shiok! I will have Godly powers LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about band, i finally got my chops back! Thanks to H20 drink, and Atmospheres lol. Practising long tones really made me grasp back my Godly chops. Now to just add a little support to the air, and i'll be having the perfect ingredient for concert! &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my posts always ends with a pic. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkuwiIe1i9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yJwMxevieF4/s1600-h/20080411102535105e7_102817_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkuwiIe1i9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yJwMxevieF4/s400/20080411102535105e7_102817_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353566682498829266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-437203072484078522?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/437203072484078522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=437203072484078522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/437203072484078522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/437203072484078522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/07/good.html' title='Good!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkuwiIe1i9I/AAAAAAAAAmY/yJwMxevieF4/s72-c/20080411102535105e7_102817_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2308522880927503755</id><published>2009-06-30T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:21:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-learning shit</title><content type='html'>First off, after 10 weeks of not opening my student email, i found 55 unread emails&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to look 1 by 1, and mostly are about H1N1. =.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's getting irritating already, the virus, its precautions, the temperature exercise blah blah blah. The "H1N1" itself is irritating enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised now i never done lots of things. Projects and assignments. Damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now still got e-learning, so damn lazy to do... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for band today.&lt;br /&gt;And instrument STILL not back yet. Screw the repairman.&lt;br /&gt;Den kana tio used the besson. seriously wat-the-fuck factor.&lt;br /&gt;Den i just used the no-trigger one. Better. But still, it's an air-sucking machine. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the instrument come back tomorrow by surprise or wat. At least to make me happy LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start studying and do my work liao. Mayb tomorrow uh.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Typical of a procrastinator. Yea! *thumbs up!*&lt;br /&gt;And i realised how busy i will become for the start of July onwards. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, a pic for you guys to sight-see. Hawt hawt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkkFgZOFQHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/k36eaENVGcY/s1600-h/20090618_snsdteasers_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkkFgZOFQHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/k36eaENVGcY/s400/20090618_snsdteasers_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352815686190448754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2308522880927503755?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2308522880927503755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2308522880927503755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2308522880927503755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2308522880927503755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-learning-shit.html' title='E-learning shit'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SkkFgZOFQHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/k36eaENVGcY/s72-c/20090618_snsdteasers_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5793613277292865925</id><published>2009-06-29T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:13:11.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paedophiles' Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_JPOV9Vyvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/T_JPOV9Vyvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really look like paedophiles! OMFG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5793613277292865925?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5793613277292865925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5793613277292865925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5793613277292865925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5793613277292865925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/paedophiles-generation.html' title='Paedophiles&apos; Generation'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8065953657692495978</id><published>2009-06-26T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:00:19.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARHHHH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8QgbCEY36g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/C8QgbCEY36g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FROM HATE THIS PART BECOME TO LOVE THIS PART!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO SWEET LAAAAAA~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8065953657692495978?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8065953657692495978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8065953657692495978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8065953657692495978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8065953657692495978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/arhhhh.html' title='ARHHHH!!!!!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4086336259467143372</id><published>2009-06-24T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:09:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing You~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tUvVajyHv1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/tUvVajyHv1g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;Hell of a lucky guy =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4086336259467143372?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4086336259467143372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4086336259467143372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4086336259467143372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4086336259467143372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/kissing-you.html' title='Kissing You~~'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3062321077408500247</id><published>2009-06-22T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:33:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring....</title><content type='html'>I realised that i've not been updating this place. It's always updates on my facebook but not on this. lol&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, everyone can see my facebook but only a few people will see my blog. That includes, Girl and Woman. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as for life, it's got the ups and downs. Even i don't remember wat happened during these few weeks, or rather, i'm just too lazy to describe it, so other than that it's just normal daily stuffs. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only to concentrate on 1)WMC band, 2)alumni band, 3)obog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to study for common test. Duno why i only got 2 papers only. Weird. I felt as if there's somethings missing but there's none. Only 2 papers only! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also need to worry about project submission coz week 14/15 i wun be in singapore man. I noe it'll suck when it comes to project submission but other than that can also enjoy being in overseas, but also to stress about the WMC itself. But also, enjoy!!! Just get rid of the projects and stuffs and just..... Breathe the fresh air of Holland. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, there'll be concert on 10 july. Sinfonique. That's when the alumni band comes in. And expected to be in WMC standard. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian. like out of a sudden life's boring. lol. I totally feel like my post is boring. =.=!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new idol, Sunny Lee from SNSD. :D&lt;br /&gt;The shortest of SNSD, and also the cutest and the happiest smile ever. *thumbs up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sj56qXEUhSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NKQzBSZSC7Q/s1600-h/ceab53f52955cf4870920c0ef0008cfc1227796884_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sj56qXEUhSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NKQzBSZSC7Q/s400/ceab53f52955cf4870920c0ef0008cfc1227796884_full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349848275527959842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3062321077408500247?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3062321077408500247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3062321077408500247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3062321077408500247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3062321077408500247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/boring.html' title='Boring....'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sj56qXEUhSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NKQzBSZSC7Q/s72-c/ceab53f52955cf4870920c0ef0008cfc1227796884_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-9090507860175355690</id><published>2009-06-14T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:05:18.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way To Go! (w/lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQiuaIoU_t8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/aQiuaIoU_t8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frigging love this video man! So damn cute lah!!! The short pants damn whoots can!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-9090507860175355690?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/9090507860175355690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=9090507860175355690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/9090507860175355690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/9090507860175355690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/way-to-go-wlyrics.html' title='Way To Go! (w/lyrics)'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6284401091721916387</id><published>2009-06-13T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:04:42.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously pissed</title><content type='html'>"dun feel like going dun go lor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one sentence can totally twist my decision.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, sensitively enough, i felt un-needed anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i was all ready to want to go, going through all the freaking trouble just to find a goddam freaking case to put my instrument inside and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this freaking sentence for fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6284401091721916387?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6284401091721916387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6284401091721916387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6284401091721916387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6284401091721916387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously-pissed.html' title='Seriously pissed'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1602385977559441890</id><published>2009-06-10T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:50:39.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Color quiz result</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your Existing Situation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs excitement and constant stimulation. &lt;br /&gt;Willingly participates in activities that are thrilling and offer adventure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Stress Sources&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wants the freedom to follow his own  , goals, and dreams and to earn the respect as a unique individual. Desires to pursue every possible opportunity without limitations or things standing in his way."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Struggles to make his demands clear, but feels ignored. Feels resentful, but acts as if he doesn't care, doing what is necessary to keep peace."&lt;br /&gt;Is bothered when his needs and desires are misunderstood and he feels there is no one to turn to or rely on. His self-centered attitude can cause him to be easily offended.&lt;br /&gt;Feels as if too many walls and obstacles are standing in his way and that he is being forced to make compromises. He needs to put his own needs on hold for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Desired Objective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seeking an escape from the things that are bringing him down, but is clinging to false hopes and pipe dreams."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Actual Problem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feeling held back and restricted from moving forward, looking for a solution that will give him more freedom and less obstacles."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Actual Problem #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feeling unimportant in this current situation, and is looking for different conditions where he will be able to better prove his worth and importance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth smacked right in front of my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colorquiz.com/quiz.php"&gt;http://colorquiz.com/quiz.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should try for yourself too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1602385977559441890?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1602385977559441890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1602385977559441890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1602385977559441890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1602385977559441890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/color-quiz-result.html' title='Color quiz result'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-7301170182820422715</id><published>2009-06-07T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:31:25.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, i really need to shut it down and do my work.</title><content type='html'>Was listening to Avatar OST, and i seriously feel like........&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why today was so effectful, i really need lots more dosage of such intensity, it's accelerating like adrenaline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, other than that i had a fun time for BBQ! And also had lots of unglam photos! It's like omg lah! My hair is long, and it's so very girlish, and it totally doesn't suit my face can? And my stupid pimple!!!! RAHHHH! Plus my eyebags like so omg! I seriously need to style my hair to school EVERYDAY from now onwards. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall really go and rest. Tmr's sleeping day! :D&lt;br /&gt;But also, it's homework and revision day zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-7301170182820422715?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/7301170182820422715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=7301170182820422715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7301170182820422715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/7301170182820422715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously-i-really-need-to-shut-it-down.html' title='Seriously, i really need to shut it down and do my work.'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5892803814891097559</id><published>2009-06-06T03:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T03:40:25.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>I shall say it this only once.... THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;I shall prepare myself for next week's shit! It's coming and it's only left with a few days only! You can do it Shamin! Fighto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now i have 3 lab tests - JED, IAD and Web 2.0&lt;br /&gt;Reports are ITSMFP&lt;br /&gt;And presentation will be also ITSMFP&lt;br /&gt;Other than that there's projects like JED(late submission :/ ), IAD(next week), MAD(probably next term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dammit! I'm so gonna get fuck'd by schoolwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than that, tomorrow i'm gonna have bbq! Well actually kinda lazy, i feel like sleeping for the whole day of tomorrow and at least prepare myself for the lab tests, but whatever, i paid for the bbq i might as well just go. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many thanks to my ex-classmate Eunice for bringing up my motivation! I dunno why but getting the inspirations from an experienced person just makes my morale go up lol. And now i knew just what to do and I shall do it like a MAN! XD LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share with you all this video... Damn power!&lt;br /&gt;It's recommended for all men who work and have problems waking up early. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qin4UptOEsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qin4UptOEsI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;I shall sleep liao. 3am alr lol.&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5892803814891097559?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5892803814891097559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5892803814891097559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5892803814891097559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5892803814891097559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1883063776416432188</id><published>2009-06-04T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:09:27.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian!</title><content type='html'>Sian! Sian! Sian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only word that comes out from my mouth these days are always the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's National Service or Police Academy?&lt;br /&gt;Dammit man, so fickle-minded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, why the TOOT shld i even care about those two shits when i'm still in poly!??!&lt;br /&gt;And why shld i worry about that when next week i've got 2 lab tests, 1 presentation and report and tomorrow's my NAPFA? But i don't know whether to take it anot. I WILL fail my 2.4km shit. Dunno man, fuck my schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my weight today. The first machine swallowed my money =.=&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i didn't knew the stupid machine was not even switched on. WTF&lt;br /&gt;Den checked on another machine. I got 58kg without my bags ONLY. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 - 5 months it was also 58kg. Ironic lah! Until when will i get fat?!?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/toolateforroses/music/OrDfV12y/natalie-imbruglia-torn/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/toolateforroses/music/OrDfV12y/natalie-imbruglia-torn/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid imeem can't play the full song when i embed this here.&lt;br /&gt;This is the song that Luntat always keep on wondering about, and the song title is so damn easy LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, nice song. But still, imeem is from good to becoming worse! Haiz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1883063776416432188?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1883063776416432188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1883063776416432188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1883063776416432188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1883063776416432188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/06/sian.html' title='Sian!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-979896579608003984</id><published>2009-05-30T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:15:05.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My biceps still in pain :(</title><content type='html'>I think i shldn't have gone to gym the other day. Shld've ran 2.4km or just slack the whole day or whatsoever. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, carrying trombone is like, lifting weights liddat. And esp with my left hand, my left bicep is the one affected the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the other hand, my slide can't reach position 6 and 7!!!!&lt;br /&gt;COZ MY HAND CAN'T FRIGGIN STRETCHED STRAIGHT!!! DAMN PAINFUL! WTF!!! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on...&lt;br /&gt;I currently have two reports to complete. One is IAD, but teacher haven't gave me the green light yet, still gotta discuss with him again on tues or wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Another one is ITSMFP. This two week's my turn to do the report and the shit presentation =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to band room for almost everyday! I'm getting tired but i dun wanna lose the momentum, if not i'll lose all my goddam skills for next week's audition! Can't afford to fail! If i fail i'll cut off my d _ _ _!!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;And i really damn lazy to go for saturday practice sia. I totally felt so un-benefited at all! I'd rather be sleeping at home or chionging my projects or wat. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's worse is, i've been chionging Restaurant City like mad! I'm so fast to level 15 right now and i'm still up and running! Totally no breaks for my crew at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i do not need to explain about this youtube clip. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;goodnights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-979896579608003984?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/979896579608003984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=979896579608003984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/979896579608003984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/979896579608003984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-biceps-still-in-pain.html' title='My biceps still in pain :('/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3394990983393929053</id><published>2009-05-27T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:03:23.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>Arh!! Dammit! It's always with the blank mind when it comes to blogging =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall tell you all about wat happened these few days.&lt;br /&gt;1. audition was postponed to next week =.=&lt;br /&gt;2. i dreamt that i touched some girl's b____ =.=!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. i damn tired is not bcoz of lack of sleeping, but bcoz of DUN WAN TO SLEEP! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4. i'm chionging restaurant city&lt;br /&gt;5. my mondays and tuesdays were awesome bcoz of _______&lt;br /&gt;6. i'm damn confused, shaken and scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;7. i'm really chionging as much with my trombone. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;8. i realised that i only do play alot of facebook games and quizzes more than anything else&lt;br /&gt;9. AND TOMORROW I'VE TO WAKE UP AT 7AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3394990983393929053?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3394990983393929053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3394990983393929053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3394990983393929053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3394990983393929053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2308784857076981363</id><published>2009-05-24T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:28:02.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist!</title><content type='html'>I realised for almost 3 years of this blog life, that i do not have a wishlist. lol&lt;br /&gt;So i'm so gonna put them! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had prac till night.&lt;br /&gt;Damn no life.&lt;br /&gt;I need even more practice for more often man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost there but i'm not!&lt;br /&gt;Wycliffe Gordon!!! RAHH! I shall work hard to go par with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic of the day! :D lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShhagsHFrHI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kC9rMrBMDuM/s1600-h/n656063925_428060_4352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShhagsHFrHI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kC9rMrBMDuM/s400/n656063925_428060_4352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339116875890928754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2308784857076981363?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2308784857076981363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2308784857076981363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2308784857076981363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2308784857076981363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShhagsHFrHI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kC9rMrBMDuM/s72-c/n656063925_428060_4352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6773858498613291755</id><published>2009-05-22T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T03:21:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At first i thought my mind went blank but actually i've got quite alot of things to say about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShWk7W2X8xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kGhZSTXPudQ/s1600-h/n17687746863_791203_5148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShWk7W2X8xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kGhZSTXPudQ/s400/n17687746863_791203_5148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338354272970470162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it came to pass that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop screen changed to this pic (in tile) and it looks so freaking awesome i can't afford not to open my laptop for at least one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weird dream this morning, which lead me to skip Web 2.0 class ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that&lt;br /&gt;i was taking the Bach trombone that i'm using&lt;br /&gt;taking it home&lt;br /&gt;WITH the HARD CASE&lt;br /&gt;in which i think shld weigh about 10kg or so?&lt;br /&gt;And everyone were like "WAH! SO ENTHU HARDWORKING AHHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;=.= wtf lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mostly due to the fact that quite alot of people actually told me in real life that i'm actually quite the 'enthu' band these days. Which is so unlike me last time can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just think about it lah, rather than worrying about that shit, why not just appreciate and continue to support/encourage me more about band and trombone/percussion? Wouldn't that be better? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had this 'sort' of debate in facebook with one of my old friend.&lt;br /&gt;Was complimenting and bragging too much about SNSD girls and took lots of their pics at FB, and then wrote on the wall that "viewing the pics made my neck pain" or something like that, if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came the dabate. Someone came and told me "SNSD.... plastic girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I already knew the fact.&lt;br /&gt;But so what?&lt;br /&gt;They're just artists what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something like, Michael Jackson with his operation thingy. But people still love his songs. Or the very rumoured Megan Fox thingy.(i still duno wanna stick to watching Transformers 2 next month anot &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's different for SNSD uh. I totally love their looks, oh so cute styles etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, they're the ones giving me the motivation to live for another day or two.&lt;br /&gt;Also, i'm able to smile more often just by thinking of all 9 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you tell me lah... To worry about plastic girls or not, or care more about things that really make you happy. Decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. It's not like i'm gonna marry SNSD or what. That's the uttermost sad part of it. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Edward showed me some GODLY trombone playings by many different GODS(trombone professionals)&lt;br /&gt;Felt so damn fcking disturbed right now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you noe wat? I suddenly thought of that "Girl" tag the other day. Sometimes i'm still thinking who did that. And the boobies thingy wasn't the actual "Girl", it was made by someone whom i know trying to prank. =.=&lt;br /&gt;And that trigered me to wonder who's the REAL "Girl"   -.-"   sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6773858498613291755?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6773858498613291755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6773858498613291755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6773858498613291755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6773858498613291755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/at-first-i-thought-my-mind-went-blank.html' title='At first i thought my mind went blank but actually i&apos;ve got quite alot of things to say about'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShWk7W2X8xI/AAAAAAAAAl4/kGhZSTXPudQ/s72-c/n17687746863_791203_5148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-801452654881086066</id><published>2009-05-21T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:04:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nymphetamine!</title><content type='html'>I still like this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead to the river midsummer, I waved &lt;br /&gt;A "V" of black swans on with hope to the grave &lt;br /&gt;And though Red September with skies fire-paved &lt;br /&gt;I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold was my soul untold was the pain &lt;br /&gt;I faced when you left me a rose in the rain... &lt;br /&gt;So I swore to the razor that never, enchained &lt;br /&gt;Would your dark nails of faith be pushed through my veins again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bared on your tomb i'm a prayer for your loneliness &lt;br /&gt;And would you ever soon come above onto me? &lt;br /&gt;For once upon a time from the binds of your lowliness &lt;br /&gt;I could always find the right slot for your sacred key &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six feet deep is the incision &lt;br /&gt;In my heart, that barless prison &lt;br /&gt;Discoulours all with tunnel vision&lt;br /&gt;Sunsetter... Nymphetamine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and weak from my condition &lt;br /&gt;This lust, this vampyric addiction &lt;br /&gt;To Her alone in full submission&lt;br /&gt;None better... Nymphetamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... Nymphetamine girl.&lt;br /&gt;Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... My Nymphetamine girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked with your charm i'm circled like prey &lt;br /&gt;Back in the forest were whispers persuade &lt;br /&gt;More sugar trails more white lady laid &lt;br /&gt;Than pillars of salt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold to my arms hold their mesmeric sway&lt;br /&gt;And dance her to the moon as we did in those golden days&lt;br /&gt;Glistening stars I remember the way &lt;br /&gt;We were needle and spoon mislaid in the burning hay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bared on your tomb i'm a prayer for your loneliness &lt;br /&gt;And would you ever soon come above onto me? &lt;br /&gt;For once upon a time from the bind of your holiness &lt;br /&gt;I could always find the right slot for your sacred key &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six feet deep is the incision &lt;br /&gt;In my heart, that barless prison &lt;br /&gt;Discoulours all with tunnel vision&lt;br /&gt;Sunsetter... Nymphetamine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and weak from my condition &lt;br /&gt;This lust, this vampyric addiction &lt;br /&gt;To Her alone in full submission&lt;br /&gt;None better... Nymphetamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunsetter Nymphetamine &lt;br /&gt;None better... Nymphetamine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... Nymphetamine girl.&lt;br /&gt;Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine... My Nymphetamine girl.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-801452654881086066?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/801452654881086066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=801452654881086066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/801452654881086066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/801452654881086066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/nymphetamine_21.html' title='Nymphetamine!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1989937638948221100</id><published>2009-05-20T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:21:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>You noe wat? &lt;a href="http://conditionofmyheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/a&gt; say she miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i wanna talk about band.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, year 1 practice.&lt;br /&gt;With Mr Leonard Tan, the band managed to pull off a very "fun" practice. :D&lt;br /&gt;And it's like, duno how much everyone misses Mr Tan :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and and i i i i dun like some things around me that i don't wish to say it here. It's bcoz i wanna learn to accept things the way they are. But still, it's stored as "internal hatred". lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's like woah, some other section got actually "potential" ones. Super happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;You all should noe wat i mean. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I paused my blogging after awhile only my mind went blank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta go band soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1989937638948221100?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1989937638948221100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1989937638948221100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1989937638948221100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1989937638948221100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='=.='/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-111980374215988400</id><published>2009-05-18T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:51:40.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptations....</title><content type='html'>Ok, today i was oh so lazy to do work sial. Fck. So dun have the momentum.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow alr need to hand in some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Den still?????? Fuck my laziness lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other time Edward showed me this Youtube video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJCZaAfaCqI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJCZaAfaCqI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna show it here coz, &lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HATE THIS VIDEO SO MUCH I FEEL LIKE PUNCHING EVERY GUY WHO TOUCHES YOONA!!!! RAHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; It's simply a WTF video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just now pulled myself out of bed just to go watch Philyouth/SSO concert. Actually shld've just watched SSO only, but go there is support fren ones, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But den oso nvr really watch much of SSO, after that left for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that disturbed me was:&lt;br /&gt;1. The tortoises that i saw floating at the pond (it made me feel like taking them home and stare at them swimming the whole day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The super SSO ang moh trombonists whom actually made super nice sounds during their sound check. I almost jaw dropped there. Sumore i'm listening to them LIVE and it's super nice! For a pessimist, one will be superbly low morale, but i'd say i'm OPTIMISTIC to want to chiong that kind of GODLY embrochure/air/techniques. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, a pic of SNSD's kawaii Tiffany! Love her man! :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShBKbSsCpwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/NbjxJJWhGSc/s1600-h/n542461426_2785442_5842838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShBKbSsCpwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/NbjxJJWhGSc/s400/n542461426_2785442_5842838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336847391167522562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing is - why am i blogging when i've got homework to do?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-111980374215988400?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/111980374215988400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=111980374215988400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/111980374215988400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/111980374215988400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/temptations.html' title='Temptations....'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/ShBKbSsCpwI/AAAAAAAAAlw/NbjxJJWhGSc/s72-c/n542461426_2785442_5842838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-2958311428621870850</id><published>2009-05-16T03:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:57:48.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nymphetamine</title><content type='html'>This week damn hectic lor. I can't even watch 'videos' at night. And it's so damn tiring i even skipped a few lessons. The first impression made is bad liao zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, still been crazy about korean korean and more korean cute/pretty/hot girls! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i freaking need more practice and more power! I'm like, a super fcking weakling who had just fell down a row of staircase and is in pain coz it hurts too much. I need lots of energy dosages man! Must eat more exercise more! \(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse in school is that, there are actually TOO MANY chio girls. What's even worse is that, even if they're chio, i can't do anything AT ALL! What's the most anti-climax is that, some of the chio girls will have at LEAST one fugly(fucking ugly) guy that sticks to her like glue. It makes my eyes sore like hell and it's totally affecting the 'beautiful scenery'.&lt;br /&gt;And overall, school is like, a torturous jail added with ultimate desperate temptations that you can never ever feel it's greatfulness in real-life. Holy crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people thinks that playing classical is good. But some prefer to play jazz and self-improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Alessi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HUpfUqJp8yI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/HUpfUqJp8yI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;or Wycliffe Gordon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIJFlqWYVUU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/oIJFlqWYVUU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;o.O?!?! How sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;Two different types of trombone music. :D&lt;br /&gt;If can, i'd like both! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how pro they are, this is one of probably my most favourited CoF video. Coz the drums are easy here XD death metal still rules LOL&lt;br /&gt;I like the female singer's voice in this song oso. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCmUlVQQbsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&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/ZCmUlVQQbsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-2958311428621870850?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/2958311428621870850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=2958311428621870850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2958311428621870850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/2958311428621870850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/nymphetamine.html' title='Nymphetamine'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1072799039529732135</id><published>2009-05-14T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:13:36.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i don't even know what the f am i doing, and why i'm doing it for what reason.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i feel like putting out the anger but my ear just seemed to can't take hardcore songs. I felt irritated, ear-bleedingly and it gives me headache i wanna puke. And i don't even try watching WG/SNSD or any other korean stuffs coz i just don't have the mood to go into fantasy mode, ogling with fantasy creatures when i have to deal with the tiredness and sleepiness and leg pain =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 1:&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a boy went for hiking, in which he found all of his lost baggages and he carried them, trying to skip his way hiking, lost his footing, and drop all the way down the whole path of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation 2:&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a boy playing with fire, in which i already knowing the fact that fire is dangerous. Lucky thing i only burnt a part of my shirt, went to tell mum about it. But what can she really do for me? Buy me a new shirt? Buy a different shirt or simply just wear other old clothes or wear a protective suit the next time i play with fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that&lt;br /&gt;I'm badly corrupted. Fcking hell strayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find back my sole reason. I need pure meditation now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1072799039529732135?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1072799039529732135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1072799039529732135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1072799039529732135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1072799039529732135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-really-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-844530971089781071</id><published>2009-05-13T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:49:42.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was so long ago.......</title><content type='html'>One of my fav blues song. Crying guitar damn shiok lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xx3yXUunEq8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/Xx3yXUunEq8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;Used to be so easy&lt;br /&gt;To give my heart away&lt;br /&gt;But I found that the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Was the price you have to pay&lt;br /&gt;I found that that love was no friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;I should have known time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago&lt;br /&gt;But I've still got the blues for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to be so easy&lt;br /&gt;Fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;But I found that the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Was a role that leads to pain&lt;br /&gt;I found that love was more than just a game&lt;br /&gt;Playing to win&lt;br /&gt;But you'll lose just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago&lt;br /&gt;But I've still got the blues for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many years since I sealed you face&lt;br /&gt;You will my heart&lt;br /&gt;There's an empty space&lt;br /&gt;Used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SOLO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago&lt;br /&gt;But I've still got the blues for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the days come and go&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I would know&lt;br /&gt;I've still got the blues for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-844530971089781071?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/844530971089781071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=844530971089781071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/844530971089781071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/844530971089781071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-so-long-ago.html' title='It was so long ago.......'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8375438420805006148</id><published>2009-05-12T02:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:42:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like.....</title><content type='html'>Seriously, right now i feel like throwing away all my homework and start watching SNSD/Wonder Girls videos RIGHT THIS INSTANT! I need the dosage of beautiful girls right in front of my eyes. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And homework is making me gan chiong lah! It's not about duno how to do, it's more of how to start, and even got the laziness inside me that keeps on telling me to just heck all the shits and go to bed and SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Cradle of Filth has made me grow more angsty and vulgar, and what's best - HARDCORE.&lt;br /&gt;It's like my inner anger is engulfing out of my body each time i listen to that metal crap. (Yes, ear bleeding indeed, but i need the vent-anger songs right now. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark, now going 3am liao.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my cover letter. Resume long time finished alr.&lt;br /&gt;I still duno wat to do about the Great Eastern company thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up shit. Nvm lah, at most i'll do the presentation talk cock session about my section.&lt;br /&gt;I must be a man, go through all my shits all by myself, and complete it with my very bare hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last but not least, i still crazy about Sun Ye and SNSD! \(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MSndPVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Km60dGXHqwo/s1600-h/n17773497567_673964_4003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MSndPVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Km60dGXHqwo/s400/n17773497567_673964_4003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334642612636564818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MYQYqxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NgiKnKrqJqI/s1600-h/n17773497567_677454_2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MYQYqxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NgiKnKrqJqI/s400/n17773497567_677454_2685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334642614150408978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1Mcc7CfI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ODSE3f8hiO8/s1600-h/n17773497567_813667_4066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 395px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1Mcc7CfI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ODSE3f8hiO8/s400/n17773497567_813667_4066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334642615276734962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MB4j7EI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/aqNkf_4jhKE/s1600-h/1230685837_2008123109124171133_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MB4j7EI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/aqNkf_4jhKE/s400/1230685837_2008123109124171133_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334642608144903234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites! Tmr i must not be late! If not counselling lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8375438420805006148?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8375438420805006148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8375438420805006148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8375438420805006148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8375438420805006148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-like.html' title='I feel like.....'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sgh1MSndPVI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Km60dGXHqwo/s72-c/n17773497567_673964_4003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8591598968195909863</id><published>2009-05-05T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:28:34.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a sick-o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sf8uCCVYkuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YD4V5nEMrik/s1600-h/n1330830460_30457009_9424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sf8uCCVYkuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YD4V5nEMrik/s400/n1330830460_30457009_9424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332031096351134434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoona (윤아)&lt;br /&gt;Birth Name: Im Yoona (임윤아)&lt;br /&gt;Date of birth: May 30, 1990 (age 18)&lt;br /&gt;Position: Sub vocalist&lt;br /&gt;Height: 166 cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 47 kg&lt;br /&gt;Languages : Korean (Fluent) , English, Chinese (Basic) , Japanese (Basic)&lt;br /&gt;Blood Type: B&lt;br /&gt;School: Daeyoung High School, 2nd Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i think Yoona's really my dream girl type sia!&lt;br /&gt;So awfully pretty cute and good personality(i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, just in case anyone doesn't know, i'm on MC for 3 days. Yea, 3 freaking days.&lt;br /&gt;It's like an -extended- holiday for me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be just staying at home doing almost nothing but on my lappy, or i'll be just resting after eating my medicine every 4 hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just now i slept without realising the time lah! Like totally exceeded the night time alr. lol. I wake up and it's alr 1am. Like kinda, wtf? The fever pills is like sleeping pills lah! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i got the privilege to actually SKIP band. That's like, ownage. haha!&lt;br /&gt;And good luck to others playing without me around! Me resting till i'm super healthy. lol&lt;br /&gt;Coz i realised i might be lack of vitamins. Doc gave me vit C to suck on it 3 times a day, like eating a sweet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But nah, the vit C oso tastes nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i gotta go sleep some more. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8591598968195909863?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8591598968195909863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8591598968195909863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8591598968195909863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8591598968195909863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-sick-o.html' title='Being a sick-o'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/Sf8uCCVYkuI/AAAAAAAAAlI/YD4V5nEMrik/s72-c/n1330830460_30457009_9424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-6148523990163230645</id><published>2009-05-01T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:01:10.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day</title><content type='html'>Shit man, i feel this uneasy thingy right under my throat. It feels like the symptoms of cough/flu starting. And my neck just went stiff today. It's like, right after i laughed off to a few of my friends who tio stiff neck since the past few weeks, now then i got myself a stiff neck. Karma isit? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well probably it's bcoz i slept too much today :O&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's LABOUR DAY! What can you expect man! There are probably alot of people going out, meeting friends out there, partying for today, go shopping, but there's always people like me who can't stand going out on a public holiday. I totally need my rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, i've been having a very tiring schedule. That should explain the reason i need my rest. Can say I know my limits, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-6148523990163230645?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/6148523990163230645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=6148523990163230645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6148523990163230645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/6148523990163230645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8186278170819222440</id><published>2009-04-29T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:36:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel like blogging sumore.</title><content type='html'>You noe, i spent this night, doing nothing but chatting and thinking. I realised something that i thought i've forgotten for quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's such a thing as "You can't run away from your fate."&lt;br /&gt;Just that sometimes you just duno your fate. But now i sorta feeling it abit, and it's like kinda scary when i assume it shld be the way i solve things in the end?&lt;br /&gt;I just hate suspenses, it's even scarier than horror movies lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really somewhat half-way chatting and half-way in deep thought. I duno if it should really be done that way. And i also duno if i could really make it all the way "there" anot. I know i've failed for like, duno how many times like, so damn loser can? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i shall let the nature takes its flow. I shldn't be thinking too much about it. I'm sure the flow will take its place so naturally that i don't even know what i'm talking and somehow it shld just flow and let go. But of course, i would want it to be very HAPPENING!!! If not happening not fun one, must have drama for entertainment-purposes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i shld have alot more to say but, i think my words are so goddam boring it's worse than the lecture notes that everyone had just bought. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm! i show you my new idol! XD&lt;br /&gt;Im Yoona from Girls' Generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SfcwLLSoaFI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dryvgGi75SM/s1600-h/n67790770615_2551716_4822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SfcwLLSoaFI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dryvgGi75SM/s400/n67790770615_2551716_4822.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329781652583901266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SfcwKz3llkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/j9RSU1Wt5kk/s1600-h/2394_68599690615_67790770615_2571305_7203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SfcwKz3llkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/j9RSU1Wt5kk/s400/2394_68599690615_67790770615_2571305_7203_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329781646296454722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8186278170819222440?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8186278170819222440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8186278170819222440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8186278170819222440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8186278170819222440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-like-blogging-sumore.html' title='Feel like blogging sumore.'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SfcwLLSoaFI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dryvgGi75SM/s72-c/n67790770615_2551716_4822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-1999382147416592583</id><published>2009-04-28T16:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:26:32.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't take it anymore during lecture!!!</title><content type='html'>As what my nick says, it's not about how 'cold' today is, or how boring/irritating the lecturer(s) are. The fact that i can't take it anymore of the lecture is mainly none other thing than to look at girls, and then i tio one who caught my eyes. And after that i consequently make many many many many many many glances across the lecture hall. Dammit lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shld go look at more Hyun Joong pics, make me gay back again. Male hormones, disappear! School is not for looking at girls, but to study!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something funny happened this morning. I come late for class is bcoz i'm like, waiting for my mum to give me pocket money. It's like, my wayang skills duno why so good, mayb it's too good it looked too natural lol. I just do the 'heck care' thingy, just keep quiet. My mum alr asked whether i stll got money anot, den i just dun care nvr answer. Den i asked whether she got eye mo anot, den you noe wat she say? Nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag..... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask for eye mo den she still say i not enough sleep lah, always on the com lah blah blah blah. Den i just keep quiet. Den in the end she say dun have. It's like, hide all the way around the bush and then she answer the question one. Wth. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Den as the money wise, she suddenly pass me $10. Den i just take and den go off wait for bus. Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-1999382147416592583?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/1999382147416592583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=1999382147416592583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1999382147416592583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/1999382147416592583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-take-it-anymore-during-lecture.html' title='Can&apos;t take it anymore during lecture!!!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4765354873221977929</id><published>2009-04-26T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:19:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting shit</title><content type='html'>I feel like ranting something, before shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that i can't tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tolerate it when i gained nothing beneficial in exchange from something that i'm doing or have done, especially when it's NON-PAID LABOUR/VOLUNTARY WORK or something that i totally hate to do but because i got other goals/plans and i still insists on doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it'll be a freaking waste of time. And i totally hate it. It's like, effort wasted for nothing. For shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'd rather be doing something else greater than such stupid things. It feels more sucky to realise that it's totally not worth in doing whatever i had done especially when it's already done. But what to do? Lifetime wasted. Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i'm really to think of doing things that will benefit me in every way, i'd be sitting at home idling and waiting for the right time to come only. lol&lt;br /&gt;And that's totally impossible coz i'm impatient and especially with the school term started, it's 100% impossible to just wait and do nothing. Can say itchy hands and legs uh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! I just got the solution to all these problems! I just have to be more firm and natural! And still, i have to bear with waiting, and get other things done. Doing schoolwork is shitty but i have to do it man! I need to create my ultimate solution towards my daily lives right now! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4765354873221977929?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4765354873221977929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4765354873221977929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4765354873221977929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4765354873221977929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-like-ranting-something-before.html' title='Ranting shit'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-5589983137329584579</id><published>2009-04-21T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:57:00.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of year 3</title><content type='html'>First day of year 3 was..... Shockingly full of fun stuffs! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, with the mixed up classes, i still get stucked with my other two which makes us three musketeers, or also known as BFF (omg sound so gay lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den saw many familiar faces, faces of beauty and grotesque. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wore my beanie coz i still can't get used to my new hair :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many things happened, blah blah blah bitching here and there with Eunice lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den came last lesson of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Wah! I saw my whole former class sitting there, just like playing some game where you get to see your party full strength lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then classmates started to bitch together (and Atiqah was sitting next to me, just like the old days!) den sian here and there den play some Mafia Wars and some quizzes lol.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, CLASS REUNION. BANZAI! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den after school went for band. Kinda reluctant but the passion never fails me to attend band every practice. =D&lt;br /&gt;Was like kinda switched ON for band stuff, chionging everyday and getting pumped up with everything like adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok den blah blah blah blah skip this whole part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, all that i'm trying to say is that, i've finally realised that how really happening this semester is gonna become of to me, and i really gotta do some rules for myself so as to keep track of my whole performance. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably have to abandon some of my "favourite" stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den mayb i'll have to do revision every night or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for band, i will have to come out a few sports activities so as to increase my stamina and performance. As well as to train for NAPFA and build some "matching pipes" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta "actively" do my stuffs and think in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably, abandon all love and crushes that's not necessary, unless &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;extremely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; provoked =O   lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else to add? yes? no? Pls share if you must. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright time to sleep! nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-5589983137329584579?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/5589983137329584579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=5589983137329584579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5589983137329584579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/5589983137329584579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-day-of-year-3.html' title='1st day of year 3'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3932410701204008906</id><published>2009-04-18T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:58:48.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One confession:</title><content type='html'>I just wanted a good decent 3rd year life! Seriously no shits on me for this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing, my new idols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SejC_TJCncI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tb0R7mBh2lg/s1600-h/s182005191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SejC_TJCncI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tb0R7mBh2lg/s400/s182005191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325720952091352514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SejC_e7xGDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4i92TKbnVI0/s1600-h/942191e6d7d5fa65ec2cba6bdbf3132a1232660950_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SejC_e7xGDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4i92TKbnVI0/s400/942191e6d7d5fa65ec2cba6bdbf3132a1232660950_full.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325720955256903730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gu Hye Seon and Kim So Eun from Boys Over Flowers! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3932410701204008906?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3932410701204008906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3932410701204008906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3932410701204008906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3932410701204008906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-confession.html' title='One confession:'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SejC_TJCncI/AAAAAAAAAko/Tb0R7mBh2lg/s72-c/s182005191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3564313040928492438</id><published>2009-04-16T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:35:25.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking retarded education</title><content type='html'>Now let me tell you of something that's been keeping me so uncomfortable ever since the start of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=black size=72&gt;SCHOOL -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those who don't agree on any of my points, please do debate back and scold whatever you want, i'm just eternally hate school so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all there's this gamble of whether you'll be getting an A or B or a C+, D+ or even an F! (well for most cases for stupid people and those who LOOK STUPID, they'll be getting the borderline grades!) And yea, if you think i'm the straight A type, well think again. Even if i would get straight As why should i even complain? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it'll be my freaking 3rd year(like, finally. The shits have arrived! -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i don't know if i could even bear all the busyness and oh-so-monotonous life of my new 3rd year shit. I don't even know whether i'll be able to stand properly on my backbone and to even walk properly. And i still can remember all the shits that i've been through, FOR NOTHING. All the shit feelings and memories start to run back into my blood and veins it's so irritating just to sense it's presence back in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the brighter side, let's just pump in and squeeze all activities within these 3 days. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3564313040928492438?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3564313040928492438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3564313040928492438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3564313040928492438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3564313040928492438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/freaking-retarded-education.html' title='Freaking retarded education'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-3292898973446346341</id><published>2009-04-13T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:05:41.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time 2 Blog!</title><content type='html'>I've put my FIRST ever favourite Korean song(I'm Stupid - SS501).&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the theme songs for Boys Over Flowers. =D&lt;br /&gt;I watched it with mum ever since during my no-laptop era times. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, life's been hell of a busy lifetime for me for this 1 week!&lt;br /&gt;Especially there's this Facebook, Mafia Wars(i wonder why people ALWAYS rob my buildings), many shitty and fun quizzes to do, and chionging this game, chionging that game, keeping updated with loads of stuffs that keeps coming my way and i have to like, keep on completing every each thingy. Like, phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumore school is starting in 1 weeks' time! OMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;Sian lah! One week is not enough for me, not to say, re-adjusting my own sleeping-waking times. It's gotten even worse these few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine, it's like sometimes i will sleep during sunrise, usually sleep till 12 - 1pm. Or even worse - 5pm! That's the freaking reason why i didn't attend NYPAW on saturday! And i really wanna see Chronowerkz DVD for myself! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm stucked with 3 series:&lt;br /&gt;Avatar The Last Airbender: Book 3&lt;br /&gt;Bleach (which is never-ending)&lt;br /&gt;BoF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna start with a new anime called Saikano.&lt;br /&gt;I heard it's some love story thingy, so i'm in for that series! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SeIs3B00rYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NPINQy9IJkI/s1600-h/Avatar_Poster_Contest_by_GreenifyME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SeIs3B00rYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NPINQy9IJkI/s400/Avatar_Poster_Contest_by_GreenifyME.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323867033399766402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to at least see the whole 21 episodes of Avatar book 3, and that should end my curiosity over their final battle. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this pic on the net. Lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SeIs22wFCKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/MoJ8emfiUVY/s1600-h/003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SeIs22wFCKI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/MoJ8emfiUVY/s400/003-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323867030427076770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-3292898973446346341?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/3292898973446346341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=3292898973446346341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3292898973446346341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/3292898973446346341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-2-blog.html' title='Time 2 Blog!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SeIs3B00rYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/NPINQy9IJkI/s72-c/Avatar_Poster_Contest_by_GreenifyME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4608456989129418210</id><published>2009-04-07T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T03:30:31.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamin has resurfaced!</title><content type='html'>Alright! Back from my oh-so-isolated life, and now i'm back to online mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamin has been rescued!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my, my mouse skills have gotten so bad i don't think i'm able to play games properly sia. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn rusty, but nvm. I shall resume whatever i've left out since the last TWO FREAKING MONTHS -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remembered the times when everything in my life got freaking screwed up-side down like hell. But many thanks to my many friends who've been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restart, restore, and recover! Yoshi!&lt;br /&gt;It's so good to be back alive! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say, too busy.&lt;br /&gt;Arios~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4608456989129418210?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4608456989129418210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4608456989129418210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4608456989129418210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4608456989129418210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/04/shamin-has-resurfaced.html' title='Shamin has resurfaced!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4882291832089167325</id><published>2009-01-20T01:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:54:40.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nypaw.com/images/concertFinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533.6px;" src="http://www.nypaw.com/images/concertFinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NYPAW Proudly Presents the 1st Annual Concert titled: "ChronoWerkz"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 28 February 2009, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: The Republic Cultural Centre Theatre, Republic Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;Ticket Price: $10 (Free Seating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repertoire:&lt;br /&gt;-Declaration, Ballade and Finale&lt;br /&gt;-When the Tears Fell&lt;br /&gt;-Harvest Waves&lt;br /&gt;-Ross Roy&lt;br /&gt;-The Witch and the Saint&lt;br /&gt;-The 7th Night of July&lt;br /&gt;-Woodwind Quintet&lt;br /&gt;-Saxophone Quintet&lt;br /&gt;-Imagine - Saxophone Solo&lt;br /&gt;-Elisabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info, visit the &lt;a href=http://www.nypaw.com/&gt;NYPAW&lt;/a&gt; Website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And i'm performing!!!! Pls support! Lol!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4882291832089167325?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4882291832089167325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4882291832089167325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4882291832089167325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4882291832089167325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-last-update.html' title='One Last Update!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-4824550507787456493</id><published>2009-01-20T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:49:53.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinfonia '09!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SXS4op8akeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xDW96CbZpso/s1600-h/P1040571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SXS4op8akeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xDW96CbZpso/s400/P1040571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293058470660706786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was damn high. Today i was damn shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NTP report sucks like hell! Stupid backside teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is also an emo day for post-concert blues for Sinfonia 09.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna noe why? Coz........&lt;br /&gt;As usual lah. People like me, usually what will he desires the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so saddening that i don't get what i wanted, but instead got all that i dun wan. Sucks like hell. RAHH. you know wat lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz it's like, there's so many of them, but i got none of them. It's like so wasted. Felt so unused and outdated. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, i shall not waste my time for such lameshits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i shall try to sleep right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-4824550507787456493?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/4824550507787456493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=4824550507787456493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4824550507787456493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/4824550507787456493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/01/sinfonia-09.html' title='Sinfonia &apos;09!!'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWlhwRMVrI0/SXS4op8akeI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xDW96CbZpso/s72-c/P1040571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446402086310545529.post-8470289109691087377</id><published>2009-01-15T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:21:05.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg omg omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;That pounding in your chest isn't just your heart -- it's your heart enjoying a dose of good, old-fashioned and all-natural adrenaline. Tackle your toughest projects now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my horoscope for today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having the project chionging momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always happens when i think of nothing else other than completing projects. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5446402086310545529-8470289109691087377?l=ghostapparition.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/feeds/8470289109691087377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5446402086310545529&amp;postID=8470289109691087377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8470289109691087377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5446402086310545529/posts/default/8470289109691087377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostapparition.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-omg-omg.html' title='omg omg omg'/><author><name>Shamin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
