<?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-4395197067793506164</id><updated>2011-08-28T00:33:19.566+08:00</updated><category term='mos'/><title type='text'>The way of the Hans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things&lt;br /&gt;Will never change for us at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2165235290002781226?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2165235290002781226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2165235290002781226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2165235290002781226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2165235290002781226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/09/show-me-garden-thats-bursting-into-life.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-635488675090897510</id><published>2008-09-04T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:04:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;kill time before time kills you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes you out and he takes you up&lt;br /&gt;'cause he can show you so much&lt;br /&gt;I go to bed and tomorrow again&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot of work to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives you gold and he'll promise you&lt;br /&gt;the whole world will be yours&lt;br /&gt;I just can tell you I love you so&lt;br /&gt;even though my odds are low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fancy cars and the restaurants&lt;br /&gt;you're just so fond of the man&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if you are blind&lt;br /&gt;can't you see, he's got dirt on his mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waves and more waves&lt;br /&gt;never one the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-635488675090897510?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/635488675090897510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-7243988701238384254</id><published>2008-08-18T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:46:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there comes a point in a boy's life&lt;br /&gt;where he would look for something&lt;br /&gt;and that something can only come from inside&lt;br /&gt;and thats when men start to have faith'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing at numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the puzzles apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels and devils.&lt;br /&gt;after making a wrong turn &lt;br /&gt;you then became lost not knowin &lt;br /&gt;how you ended up where you are&lt;br /&gt;the devils took that chance to trap you with their &lt;br /&gt;unseen chain and shackles &lt;br /&gt;which after a while had became hard to let loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon knowing&lt;br /&gt;you turned to the angels&lt;br /&gt;who now refuse to let you enter without&lt;br /&gt;properly acknowlodging that you're a part of them&lt;br /&gt;but then again we all werent born to walk , werent we? &lt;br /&gt;the people , w/o you bearing the sign of an angel &lt;br /&gt;they then took that you werent of their side &lt;br /&gt;thinking you have an alliance with another.&lt;br /&gt;therefore that leave you with not much prerogative &lt;br /&gt;but to find peace in the words you scribe.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully one day the path will be aligned back to what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What more can they tell you?&lt;br /&gt;I am neither good nor bad but a man,&lt;br /&gt;and they will then associate the danger&lt;br /&gt;of my life, which you know&lt;br /&gt;and which with your passion you shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in doubt , look at the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yue liang dai biao wo de xin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SKmIr-Rv4WI/AAAAAAAAAaE/d_h_7rR2Jd8/s1600-h/234433496_ef5e879209_o%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SKmIr-Rv4WI/AAAAAAAAAaE/d_h_7rR2Jd8/s320/234433496_ef5e879209_o%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235866330828104034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Finally, I looked into my own heart &lt;br /&gt;and there I saw Him; &lt;br /&gt;He was nowhere else."&lt;br /&gt;Rumi a 13th century persian poet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-7243988701238384254?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much,&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Rudyard Kipling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-145047397388809600?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/145047397388809600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=145047397388809600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/145047397388809600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/145047397388809600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-can-keep-your-head-when-all.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4021275089940636626</id><published>2008-08-12T04:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T04:59:24.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Life is bigger&lt;br /&gt;It's bigger than you&lt;br /&gt;And you are not me&lt;br /&gt;The lengths that I will go to&lt;br /&gt;The distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I've said too much,I set it up&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the corner&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the spotlight&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to run away from something is to lie to yourself abt it&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later aft all those lies ,it is &lt;br /&gt;inducted as truths and when u start to question &lt;br /&gt;whether they are actually true ,it becomes you&lt;br /&gt;when to start of with u actually know &lt;br /&gt;the answer as you created them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats when ur living a lie which is the truth&lt;br /&gt;but then again without those lies u've created &lt;br /&gt;u wudnt have known so many truths&lt;br /&gt;and that perhaps is the truth of you.&lt;br /&gt;even though it hurts, like it or not&lt;br /&gt;its you , the lies and truths.&lt;br /&gt;and as logical as that &lt;strong&gt;what started of as lie &lt;br /&gt;needs to end the same way&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Every Warrior of the Light &lt;br /&gt;has felt afraid of going into battle. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, &lt;br /&gt;lied or betrayed someone. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has &lt;br /&gt;trodden a path that was not his. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for &lt;br /&gt;the most trivial of reasons. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, &lt;br /&gt;believed he was not a Warrior of the Light. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has &lt;br /&gt;failed in his spiritual duties. &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has said 'yes' &lt;br /&gt;when he wanted to say 'no.' &lt;br /&gt;Every Warrior of the Light has &lt;br /&gt;hurt someone he loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That is why he is a Warrior of the Light, &lt;br /&gt;because he has been through all this &lt;br /&gt;and yet has never lost hope of being &lt;br /&gt;better than he is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Paulo Coelho &lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe its that simple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4021275089940636626?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4021275089940636626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4021275089940636626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4021275089940636626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4021275089940636626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-bigger-its-bigger-than-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4660037941300178063</id><published>2008-08-08T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:27:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Art finds her own perfection within, &lt;br /&gt;and not outside of herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She/Art is not to be judged &lt;br /&gt;by any external standard of resemblance. &lt;br /&gt;She/Art is a veil, rather than a mirror. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to each his own life&lt;br /&gt;to each his own morality&lt;br /&gt;to each his own beauty ,&lt;br /&gt;to each his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4660037941300178063?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4660037941300178063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4660037941300178063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4660037941300178063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4660037941300178063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/08/art-finds-her-own-perfection-within-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6736902548701244362</id><published>2008-08-08T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:17:47.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is in tribute to working on the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the words&lt;br /&gt;"Once Upon A Time"&lt;br /&gt;Make you listen?&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason.&lt;br /&gt;When you dream there's a chance you'll find&lt;br /&gt;A little laughter&lt;br /&gt;or happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;your harmony to the melody&lt;br /&gt;It's echoing inside my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the music in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo my nephew and nieces are&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch the show tmrw im excited for them&lt;br /&gt;i was dying to go for this type of shows when i was young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6736902548701244362?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6736902548701244362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6736902548701244362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6736902548701244362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6736902548701244362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-in-tribute-to-working-on-set.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-7740181252908291659</id><published>2008-08-08T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:09:02.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i've posted a few post at a time&lt;br /&gt;reason bein im gonna go on a long 'trip'&lt;br /&gt;haha lol so yea&lt;br /&gt;if ya know what i mean nigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even though we are not there&lt;br /&gt;we would forever be there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a vision in my dream&lt;br /&gt;that is to go back and chase ur shadows&lt;br /&gt;u could be seen in everyday life&lt;br /&gt;the feelings we had &lt;br /&gt;had brought me there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly my steps were stop&lt;br /&gt;a thousand faces questioned me&lt;br /&gt;and so they said &lt;br /&gt;stop chasing dream that are not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt today itself is like a dream&lt;br /&gt;therefore let it come , let it come&lt;br /&gt;to your heart&lt;br /&gt;i know im nothing yet , &lt;br /&gt;but dont let it stop you&lt;br /&gt;this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya again aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;im a part of you indefintely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-7740181252908291659?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-4899631689032765912</id><published>2008-08-08T03:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:26:17.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's alone,&lt;br /&gt;so I feel that she's afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Turned to stone.&lt;br /&gt;all of those who look her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be,&lt;br /&gt;that nobody understands?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be,&lt;br /&gt;that she only needs a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.&lt;br /&gt;She bleeds, and there’s not a soul who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's afraid,&lt;br /&gt;and so I feel that she's alone.&lt;br /&gt;Look away,&lt;br /&gt;or forever live in stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be,&lt;br /&gt;that no one really knows?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be,&lt;br /&gt;there is more than that which shows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.&lt;br /&gt;She bleeds, and there's not a soul who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be,&lt;br /&gt;that all she needs is just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds,&lt;br /&gt;and she will bleed until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds, and no one is ever there.&lt;br /&gt;She bleeds, and there’s not a soul who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Medusa bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, could it be,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa's bleeding for a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4899631689032765912?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4899631689032765912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4270234938607351107</id><published>2008-08-08T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T03:57:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Walk upon the sliver beach,&lt;br /&gt;let the sand erode the skin,&lt;br /&gt;guide yourself into the sun,&lt;br /&gt;and melt away your sin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone wrote this one the net &lt;br /&gt;thought it was funny&lt;br /&gt;funny but kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYONE LOVES, NO HATE TO HIDE. &lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING'S GOOD, THERE IS NO WRONG, &lt;br /&gt;IF THE WHOLE WORLD SWALLOWED IT, &lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE WOULD GET ALONG... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD PEACE I HAVE A VISION, &lt;br /&gt;CANNOT BE OBTAINED THROUGH RELIGION; &lt;br /&gt;BUT CAN BE RESOLVED CHEMICALLY. &lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A GOD CALLED XTC!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;br /&gt;isn't in the clothes she wears, &lt;br /&gt;The figure that she carries, &lt;br /&gt;or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman &lt;br /&gt;must be seen from in her eyes; &lt;br /&gt;Because that's the doorway to her heart, &lt;br /&gt;the place where love resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of a woman&lt;br /&gt;isn't in a facial mole; &lt;br /&gt;But true beauty in a woman, &lt;br /&gt;is reflected by her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the caring that she cares to give, &lt;br /&gt;the passion that she shows; &lt;br /&gt;And the beauty of a woman&lt;br /&gt;with passing years only grows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4270234938607351107?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-5657123567918055627</id><published>2008-07-31T03:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:01:26.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In my place, in my place&lt;br /&gt;Were lines that I couldn't change&lt;br /&gt;Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed&lt;br /&gt;I was scared, I was scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not as talented as other ppl are&lt;br /&gt;not as suave as they are&lt;br /&gt;not as smart in makin choices as them&lt;br /&gt;not as nice as i should be&lt;br /&gt;not as good in relationship&lt;br /&gt;not as rich as of&lt;br /&gt;but its not like its a choice&lt;br /&gt;i know all of that , im ok with it&lt;br /&gt;i want to be me , i dnt mind not being special&lt;br /&gt;but why do they throw stones at me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful world &lt;br /&gt;i wish i was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"At times like these it's hard to find &lt;br /&gt;the right words to say, &lt;br /&gt;And I know that words alone &lt;br /&gt;won't take the pain away. &lt;br /&gt;But, I know a man who sits high, and looks low, &lt;br /&gt;And He is saying, "My child, you're not alone." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for better, for worse, &lt;br /&gt;for richer, for poorer, &lt;br /&gt;in sickness, in health&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : i played against dalian shide an sleague outfit , &lt;br /&gt;and boy were they fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5657123567918055627?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5657123567918055627/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6129971890572448007</id><published>2008-07-30T03:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T03:31:10.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Like everybody i often wanted &lt;br /&gt;more of life , &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wudnt lie , i regreted wantin more&lt;br /&gt;like i said in my previous post we grow to realise&lt;br /&gt;tt we actually know less abt life not more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;And I've been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all&lt;/em&gt;- killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dreading the platuea that seems avoidable&lt;br /&gt;when u reach ur late 20s where life would go downward onwards&lt;br /&gt;but somehow im lookin frwd to tt stage in which&lt;br /&gt;there is more stability in life&lt;br /&gt;a certain peace for not having too high ups and not too low downs&lt;br /&gt;a balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'll wait 'til kingdom come.&lt;br /&gt;All the highs and lows are gone.&lt;br /&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be...fine - jonas brothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you fight for something &lt;br /&gt;that doesnt want fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I get to Warwick Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Meet me by the entrance of the Tube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6129971890572448007?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6129971890572448007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-5124907263258666734</id><published>2008-07-29T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:06:37.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;in the early morning run &lt;br /&gt;with my full pack on my bag&lt;br /&gt;and my shirt is full of sweat , &lt;br /&gt;im a long long way from home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With clouds above me&lt;br /&gt;and trees swaying&lt;br /&gt;to show that the wind is acompanyin me ,&lt;br /&gt;i witness the sun setting to sea&lt;br /&gt;with ppl at the back of me runnin their day by&lt;br /&gt;i sat in wonder if ever we would conflux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two school of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;the sunset and the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;one would say its better for it to start &lt;br /&gt;and some its more worthwhile to watch it end&lt;br /&gt;but one thing certain is one cant get by w/o the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being king is actually up for the taking&lt;br /&gt;i thought as i grow up , i would know more&lt;br /&gt;there was a point ;&lt;br /&gt;where i thought i knew everything&lt;br /&gt;that is when i realise i actually know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;beauty is simple if its viewed and judged with the eyes ,&lt;br /&gt;beauty is a curse simply put voiding ppl the chance&lt;br /&gt;to actually explore whats more beautiful than ur face&lt;br /&gt;but then again thats what ur selling so no qualms there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the early morning run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like everybody i want more&lt;br /&gt;more of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5124907263258666734?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-4089434629500125294</id><published>2008-07-27T01:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:24:00.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i'll see you again , be it in this lifetime &lt;br /&gt;or the next&lt;/em&gt; - paris of troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighty percent of the world's wealth &lt;br /&gt;goes to the &lt;strong&gt;top one percent&lt;/strong&gt; of the pie&lt;br /&gt;is it me or i feel that sumhow a revolution&lt;br /&gt;should occur to topple this age old culture&lt;br /&gt;a wealth revolution LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the 99 percent were too busy getting high&lt;br /&gt;talking abt that&lt;br /&gt;hw do you chase a high&lt;br /&gt;when its so way up high ? srsly&lt;br /&gt;mike jagger sud answer it since he's 65 today&lt;br /&gt;and has spent alot of years figuring it out ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let music be abt the passion&lt;br /&gt;not fashion folks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all's good i like wt xiaxue said&lt;br /&gt;"i rather be bankrupt than lose my dignity"&lt;br /&gt;at least being penniless i can still hold&lt;br /&gt;my head up high , well said.&lt;br /&gt;its impt to stay righteous even when wronged.&lt;br /&gt;its up to the people to find their own truths.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe if will arise smday , hopefully&lt;br /&gt;do nt harbour ill thoughts&lt;br /&gt;cause , &lt;em&gt;we dnt want be em nw do we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he who dont fear death , fears nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : the cartoon bratz is kinda nice haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4089434629500125294?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-5031324641401390295</id><published>2008-07-25T04:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:56:44.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the one i'll wait&lt;br /&gt;when the stars align&lt;br /&gt;and circles combine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;But I want you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more for that&lt;br /&gt;Words fall through me&lt;br /&gt;And always fool me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't react&lt;br /&gt;And games that never amount&lt;br /&gt;To more than they're meant&lt;br /&gt;Will play themselves out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;br /&gt;We've still got time&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really here or am I dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell dreams from truth&lt;br /&gt;For it's been so long since I have seen you&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly remember your face anymore&lt;br /&gt;When I get really lonely and the distance calls its only silence&lt;br /&gt;I think of you smiling with pride in your eyes a lover that sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want something&lt;br /&gt;You call, you call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll come running to fight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be at your door&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing worth running for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scratching at the surface now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying hard to work it out&lt;br /&gt;So much has gone misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;This mystery only leads to doubt&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;When you reached out to take my hand&lt;br /&gt;And if you have something to say&lt;br /&gt;You'd better say it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause this is what you've waited for&lt;br /&gt;Your chance to even up the score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new world&lt;br /&gt;That's where we'll be - hans.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5031324641401390295?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5031324641401390295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=5031324641401390295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5031324641401390295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5031324641401390295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-one-ill-wait-when-stars-align-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8501800600293017319</id><published>2008-07-24T04:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:40:14.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all this was taken frm a friends blog ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hans pointed out the beautiful sunset in the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;Indeed, that was the mark of the end of a super great trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind was blowing the scent of the sea&lt;br /&gt;euphoria in my heart every second of time&lt;br /&gt;the music dancing seductively around everybody&lt;br /&gt;and without a single worry on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cos you choose how your life goes, &lt;br /&gt;you choose how you want the strings to be pulled, &lt;br /&gt;how the picture is to be painted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hope to love once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8501800600293017319?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8501800600293017319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=8501800600293017319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8501800600293017319'/><link rel='self' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8716437665183612716</id><published>2008-07-23T17:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:18.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;Wisest is he who knows what he does not know&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hold in my hand a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;but to you it may be just sand.&lt;br /&gt;I hold in my hand the memories&lt;br /&gt;of a long forgotten land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9FWbB8GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zPfRQnrti6g/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9FWbB8GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zPfRQnrti6g/s320/IMG_2849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226142685970165858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9FzHZZ6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/1GmnxV2YtjE/s1600-h/IMG_2852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9FzHZZ6I/AAAAAAAAAZc/1GmnxV2YtjE/s320/IMG_2852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226142693672445858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9GOnKNcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jyC-4QYtyB8/s1600-h/IMG_2879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9GOnKNcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jyC-4QYtyB8/s320/IMG_2879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226142701053425090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9GUWvXCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8iurgvSlzxI/s1600-h/IMG_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SIb9GUWvXCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8iurgvSlzxI/s320/IMG_2887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226142702595169314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many fish in the sea then I'm fishing for love &lt;br /&gt;So many fish in the sea then why don't we go for a swim &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where she lives or where she may roam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8716437665183612716?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8716437665183612716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2522902509745795349</id><published>2008-07-18T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:57:45.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe u dnt deserve this , nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your post , &lt;br /&gt;Clare bear ,&lt;br /&gt;Husna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the face is pretty&lt;br /&gt;the mind is prettier&lt;br /&gt;the heart prettiest&lt;br /&gt;you , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you i played myself dry.&lt;br /&gt;i wish you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold your own ,&lt;br /&gt;know ur name , &lt;br /&gt;and go your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it back to this familliar room.&lt;br /&gt;i need to remember who i use to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-7530418950756709855</id><published>2008-07-18T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:42:27.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My fear is fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl are too busy to listen , to talk , to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this &lt;br /&gt;the only person pulling you down&lt;br /&gt;is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i just realise this while running.&lt;br /&gt;i keep asking myself to stop&lt;br /&gt;or for that matter in life ; r/s fship etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the one destroying it.&lt;br /&gt;and finding ways to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;its high time that i actually break out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant keep losing things , its time to keep them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can never really end, its infinitely sad&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me when&lt;br /&gt;Something good became so bad&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a cure&lt;br /&gt;To me would you please send&lt;br /&gt;A picture of my life&lt;br /&gt;With a letter telling how&lt;br /&gt;It should really be instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let what be , be&lt;br /&gt;Live and let die.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-7530418950756709855?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/7530418950756709855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6279945005001207018</id><published>2008-07-18T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:34:31.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love come to those who wait (take a look at florentino ariza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you are not too long , i will wait here for you all my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've waited a month to publish this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After comin back frm a mad 'trip', (which was long overdued)&lt;br /&gt;i finally came back to realise what a mess i've since created&lt;br /&gt;there was some truth in all of it&lt;br /&gt;but truth often goes unnnoticed ,&lt;br /&gt;lies get more attn&lt;br /&gt;alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's great , seriously&lt;br /&gt;i've been thru ups and downs in this month alone&lt;br /&gt;thats its kinda amusing to think abt it&lt;br /&gt;i cant really laugh , im suppose to still be sad.&lt;br /&gt;they say measure life nt by the number of breaths u take&lt;br /&gt;but by the number of time life takes ur breath away tt kinda shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me i think ,&lt;br /&gt;its measured by the number heartbreaks i make and take&lt;br /&gt;when would it finally stop? &lt;br /&gt;i went to the place that i was running frm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to act in your life, &lt;br /&gt;not react to the actions of others - fster daily hscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont need anyone's approval to fall in love with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : never date sisters , blood's thicker&lt;br /&gt;now its time to put the boots back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The course of true love never did run smooth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6279945005001207018?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-5803706726841387457</id><published>2008-06-11T06:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:09:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear god whoever you are&lt;br /&gt;pls forgive us all.&lt;br /&gt;i see you in all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex , drugs and hard trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur, Sura, Sundari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5803706726841387457?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5803706726841387457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8440138849870668642</id><published>2008-05-16T01:07:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:19.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;wont you pls nurse me back into health&lt;br /&gt;im a wounded soldier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wherever i turn arnd its either a new romance that's blossoming&lt;br /&gt;or a ripe romance tt is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;why cant there be more stability in this thing called love&lt;br /&gt;eventho when ur surrounded by filth&lt;br /&gt;its still a choice to be dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile and ppl smile with you&lt;br /&gt;the quest is too look for one that'll cry with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures for you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCx0E6O-RuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ujP_Oti4v4M/s320/P5110011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCx0HKO-RvI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4IMHC4vg8O4/s1600-h/P5110012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCx0JaO-RwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ItdMpEeDZMw/s1600-h/P5110018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200659374715848450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCx0JaO-RwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ItdMpEeDZMw/s320/P5110018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tag reads super shiok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCxwu6O-RtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Dod43nFOMBs/s1600-h/P5110009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200655620914431698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SCxwu6O-RtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Dod43nFOMBs/s320/P5110009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When hans was drunk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8440138849870668642?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8440138849870668642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=8440138849870668642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8440138849870668642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5061949733746244023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SC0IRaO-STI/AAAAAAAAAZE/BGj6Tc4hNuU/s72-c/P5110672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-796358925717812693</id><published>2008-05-15T02:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:30:54.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall post all the picture in another post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to alot of places arnd the world&lt;br /&gt;ok not that much much but quite satisfactory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India , Australia , Indonesia ,Thailand , Middle east and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but none could compare to the experience i've got in this trip&lt;br /&gt;i swear&lt;br /&gt;in one word if i could describe it , its&lt;br /&gt;BEST&lt;br /&gt;not good but best , solid best&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt best because it was good&lt;br /&gt;it was best because it was good plus bad&lt;br /&gt;so now we know its not only the place&lt;br /&gt;but the people , everythin and anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best trip ever&lt;br /&gt;we had the best dj , the best of friends&lt;br /&gt;before all that this is the theme song of the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It felt so real,&lt;br /&gt;At night I dreamed of you.&lt;br /&gt;You seal my lips&lt;br /&gt;With the most delicious kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are running,&lt;br /&gt;Running through my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Hurting me,&lt;br /&gt;And I need to find a way to you.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are running,&lt;br /&gt;Running through my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Hurting me,&lt;br /&gt;And I need to find a way to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1&lt;br /&gt;I was stopped by custom officer for abt half an hour in sg&lt;br /&gt;they dint let me to cross the border hows that for a good start&lt;br /&gt;haha so we made our way to seremban then pd with alot of&lt;br /&gt;stupid antics and whacked stories along the way of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching pd we had no room&lt;br /&gt;in a small town where 10000 people are gonna party&lt;br /&gt;its a feat to find a decent hotel room&lt;br /&gt;so we buddied up with the locals&lt;br /&gt;who gave us numbers to call , people to look for&lt;br /&gt;so eventually we boarded the taxi who brought us to the wrong place&lt;br /&gt;we got scolded by the security guard who in turn&lt;br /&gt;gave us a place to stay damn near to the party&lt;br /&gt;not too shabby in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha was damn whacked so after some maggi goreng and beers&lt;br /&gt;we shaped up and went to the party&lt;br /&gt;what would be a rave w/o some candies&lt;br /&gt;we spoke to sm ppl on route to the party at the toilet&lt;br /&gt;so wala we were settled for that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day we explored the place&lt;br /&gt;point to note that ferry corsten spin some&lt;br /&gt;solid tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ferry was the great TIESTO all hail&lt;br /&gt;the music was so great &lt;br /&gt;that i put on my headphones and dance on to his tracks&lt;br /&gt;on the way back to buy our burgers&lt;br /&gt;good stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met , talked to the local , foreigners&lt;br /&gt;everyone jst mingled , simply awesome&lt;br /&gt;the people at the party was like there was no cliques&lt;br /&gt;everybody effing party together in unison&lt;br /&gt;same moves , everybody helping each other out&lt;br /&gt;looking out for one another&lt;br /&gt;strangers randomly shaking hands&lt;br /&gt;sharing smiles w/o any lustful feelings&lt;br /&gt;all pure , raw emotions&lt;br /&gt;damn how can i forget that first day&lt;br /&gt;ouh yea we got caught by the rain otw back&lt;br /&gt;so three guys with a burger had to run back&lt;br /&gt;in the rain hahaha..singing songs of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we thought it cudnt get any better&lt;br /&gt;wait for day2 of tiesto party&lt;br /&gt;Day2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we woke up&lt;br /&gt;now assuming we woke up at 5 at which we did&lt;br /&gt;we had to up our malaysian prepaid&lt;br /&gt;yup u got that right we have a malaysian sim card&lt;br /&gt;kudos balls&lt;br /&gt;so we made our way to dinner&lt;br /&gt;we had everything u cud imagine &lt;br /&gt;seafood , meat , tom yam&lt;br /&gt;three ice lemon tea each&lt;br /&gt;and the damage set us back&lt;br /&gt;lesser than if i were to catch a movie&lt;br /&gt;we bought hard liquor and got our ass back to the hotel&lt;br /&gt;to shape up for day2 of tiesto madness&lt;br /&gt;When you step into the q for day2&lt;br /&gt;u know that there was so many people going for the party&lt;br /&gt;i would say more than 10 000 people turn up for day2&lt;br /&gt;day2 was phenomenal we saw sg friends&lt;br /&gt;hw happy we were hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we were among the few ppl in frnt of the stage&lt;br /&gt;and roughly an hour before the concert end&lt;br /&gt;two angel came from the sky&lt;br /&gt;and dance with us&lt;br /&gt;amazing simply amazing&lt;br /&gt;music , friends , love , beauty&lt;br /&gt;what else do you need&lt;br /&gt;contendness was the feeling&lt;br /&gt;even for its for a short while&lt;br /&gt;its was enough&lt;br /&gt;once is better than never&lt;br /&gt;to actually to be able to be that close to a beauty that i barely know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ive never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ive never seen you shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;Ive never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance&lt;br /&gt;Theyre looking for a little romance&lt;br /&gt;Given half a chance&lt;br /&gt;And Ive never seen that dress youre wearing&lt;br /&gt;Or that highlights in your hair&lt;br /&gt;That catch your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I have been blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in red is dancing with me&lt;br /&gt;Cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;Theres nobody here&lt;br /&gt;Its just you and me&lt;br /&gt;Its where I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But I hardly know this beauty by my side&lt;br /&gt;Ill never forget the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ive never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ive never seen you shine so bright you were amazing&lt;br /&gt;Ive never seen so many people want to be there by your side&lt;br /&gt;And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight&lt;br /&gt;I never will forget the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;The lady in red"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so otw back&lt;br /&gt;weird things happen&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hm slpt thru then took a cab to kl&lt;br /&gt;i swear the driver is a F1 driver&lt;br /&gt;maybe needs some polishin here and there &lt;br /&gt;but he sud be good hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so we booked a hotel in kl&lt;br /&gt;our hotel directly below is a 24 hour minimart&lt;br /&gt;it was so convenient i tell you&lt;br /&gt;like if u thirsty the fridge is the shop fridge literally hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so we slept then and then later after dinner at &lt;br /&gt;A &amp; w the girls picked us up&lt;br /&gt;to watch ftball at hartamas square area&lt;br /&gt;to watch the killer deciding game between man utd and wigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a thing that i nvr thought i would&lt;br /&gt;i down a graveyard&lt;br /&gt;if you guys know me&lt;br /&gt;i nvr was drunk in my life hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so this was certainly an experience&lt;br /&gt;i sure hope i dint made that big a fool out of myself hahah&lt;br /&gt;so man utd won omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to take a cab 3 plus in the morning in kl&lt;br /&gt;take real guts&lt;br /&gt;but a man gotta do whats a man gotta do&lt;br /&gt;in times of good and bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after beef noodles at gangster uncle shop&lt;br /&gt;its hotel sweet hotel (home sweet home) geddit&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so mon we went shopping actually i was eating more than &lt;br /&gt;shopping i had aunt's anne , famous amos &lt;br /&gt;u guys wudnt believe what happened a girl followed me arnd&lt;br /&gt;then we talk to a milf from holland&lt;br /&gt;who tried her husband clothes on me&lt;br /&gt;hahaha u cud see the lust in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;lol so when we are kl and we are rushing what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;we play cs hahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;after changing and all we headed to a club which is definitely not&lt;br /&gt;our age grp kinda but played some decent songs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a cab there bought a beer drank it and left&lt;br /&gt;ahahahha wtf?haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend in need is a friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to wake up at 10 on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;but all of us only awoke at 12 and rushed and all&lt;br /&gt;so we were good only at one&lt;br /&gt;had to rush shopping for things at chinatown for our family&lt;br /&gt;so aft that is was back to sweet old singapore&lt;br /&gt;we might have left kl , msia&lt;br /&gt;only to bring back memories&lt;br /&gt;but not only that forge relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt settle for only memories&lt;br /&gt;i would fight for the picture in mind&lt;br /&gt;to be a reality more than an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to anyone that made it possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd , kl 08&lt;br /&gt;was superb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1592800455347485948</id><published>2008-05-14T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:41:39.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came back from pd and kl&lt;br /&gt;am so tired will post trip pict and stories tmrw&lt;br /&gt;for now this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvr would i have thought &lt;br /&gt;i wud be singing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm standin' here outside your door&lt;br /&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn&lt;br /&gt;The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn&lt;br /&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're just too far , too pretty , too special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1592800455347485948?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1592800455347485948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1592800455347485948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1592800455347485948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1592800455347485948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-came-back-from-pd-and-kl-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1434032424173863102</id><published>2008-05-08T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:24:46.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pd , Admiral Marina , Tiesto , &lt;br /&gt;Ferry corsten , Cosmic gate&lt;br /&gt;brothers , friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here we come&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1434032424173863102?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1434032424173863102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1434032424173863102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1434032424173863102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1434032424173863102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/05/pd-admiral-marina-tiesto-ferry-corsten.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-3646417112908165943</id><published>2008-05-08T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:10:28.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i was high ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its hard to explain at once what we are thinking&lt;br /&gt;to potray that state of mind to ppl&lt;br /&gt;cause it'll pass as soon as you process it into a phrase&lt;br /&gt;but we will try at least.&lt;br /&gt;for words are the only undying testament to the cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is love but a feeling&lt;br /&gt;what is me if not for my soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fail to show what we feel&lt;br /&gt;but tt doesnt equate to we not feelin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lead diff lifes&lt;br /&gt;we wear diff clothes&lt;br /&gt;smtimes they make us seem so different&lt;br /&gt;but lets give a helping hand when it is dued&lt;br /&gt;maybe im here to help you or one day its you i'll be needing on the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live only once&lt;br /&gt;i love only once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me names&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt affect my soul&lt;br /&gt;state of mind , yes&lt;br /&gt;but to know that what im feelin is pure&lt;br /&gt;that the sense in it&lt;br /&gt;and to remain intact frm within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok if we dont cross each other again&lt;br /&gt;all im just saying&lt;br /&gt;is im leaving a memento&lt;br /&gt;in the world that i once graced&lt;br /&gt;a shoutout so that &lt;br /&gt;ppl know that what i believe still prevails.&lt;br /&gt;that it wasnt a myth wasnt a tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wont get the effect u are on to sumone else's life&lt;br /&gt;we lead far too complicated lifes &lt;br /&gt;for us to put logic into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us build buildings , &lt;br /&gt;some create marvels ,&lt;br /&gt;some achieve greatness , &lt;br /&gt;some are geniuses ,&lt;br /&gt;some came and brought something hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all are one.&lt;br /&gt;no you no me&lt;br /&gt;WE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my journey&lt;br /&gt;to love , to live is not a choice&lt;br /&gt;to believe , to give now thats the choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers for Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3646417112908165943?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-204107209407984971</id><published>2008-05-07T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:00:00.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in an ideal world we would get high every night&lt;br /&gt;and be happy, ideally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Without leaving his door&lt;br /&gt;He knows everything under heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Without looking out of his window&lt;br /&gt;He knows all the ways of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;For the further one travels&lt;br /&gt;The less one knows.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore the Sage arrives without going,&lt;br /&gt;Sees all without looking,&lt;br /&gt;Does nothing, yet achieves everything.' - Lao tzu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-204107209407984971?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8111406737322237275</id><published>2008-05-06T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:14:56.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to buy a box&lt;br /&gt;to place a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anybody is sad and wants to be happy&lt;br /&gt;i've got the remedy.&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;100 percent chop chop&lt;br /&gt;chop chilli chop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8111406737322237275?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8111406737322237275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1849823976002926293</id><published>2008-05-06T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:06:28.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just love this french influenced song&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But where do you go to my lovely&lt;br /&gt;When you're alone in your bed&lt;br /&gt;(Won't you) Tell me the thoughts that surround you&lt;br /&gt;I want to look inside your head, yes I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look into my face Marie-Claire&lt;br /&gt;And remember just who you are&lt;br /&gt;Then go and forget me forever&lt;br /&gt;But I know you still bear the scar, deep inside, yes you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the moment&lt;br /&gt;and now its the moment &lt;br /&gt;to pack my bag&lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1849823976002926293?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1849823976002926293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1849823976002926293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1849823976002926293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1849823976002926293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-love-this-french-influenced-song.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1482645638146630649</id><published>2008-05-03T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:51:08.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you thought its over ,&lt;br /&gt;its done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u still have a chance with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful release into your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hans hans hans.&lt;br /&gt;we drift deeper , into the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially a trance lover.&lt;br /&gt;as the rush comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1916991272773482712</id><published>2008-05-02T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:09:57.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1916991272773482712?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1916991272773482712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ur scared but in the jungle the&lt;br /&gt;person that you turn to might be the wolf&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna eat you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we nearly died thrice today.&lt;br /&gt;well done hans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets too boring smtimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life ur live till love is found&lt;br /&gt;till love is gonna get you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Life may not be the party we hoped for,&lt;br /&gt;but while we're here we should dance.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6559272619969785203?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6559272619969785203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6516365074774963663</id><published>2008-05-01T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:13:06.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Only for a moment, then the moment's gone&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Pass before my eyes, a curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old song&lt;br /&gt;Just a drop of water in an endless sea&lt;br /&gt;All we do&lt;br /&gt;Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't hang on&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;It slips away&lt;br /&gt;And all your money won't another minute buy&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy urself while u still can folks&lt;br /&gt;this is for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6516365074774963663?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6516365074774963663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6516365074774963663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6516365074774963663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6516365074774963663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-close-my-eyes-only-for-moment-then.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-249547265561289438</id><published>2008-04-29T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:23.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SBbuHfcAixI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CQGDQNYas28/s1600-h/Patapon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SBbuHfcAixI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CQGDQNYas28/s320/Patapon.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194601032683916050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come repeat after me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pata - pata - pata - pon (onwards)&lt;br /&gt;pon - pon - pata - pon (attack)&lt;br /&gt;chaka - chaka - pata - pon (defend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will teach u others when u become smarter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-249547265561289438?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/249547265561289438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=249547265561289438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/249547265561289438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/249547265561289438'/><link rel='alternate' 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cholera' is a must watch for romance enthusiast&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;highly recommended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am florentino ariza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8470486667841686419?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8470486667841686419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=8470486667841686419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8470486667841686419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8470486667841686419'/><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-4395197067793506164.post-8850644315906632048</id><published>2008-04-25T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:23.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SBDSJvcAiwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QuksfU1cBtQ/s1600-h/lovepoem_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SBDSJvcAiwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QuksfU1cBtQ/s320/lovepoem_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192881435152780034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8850644315906632048?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SBDSJvcAiwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/QuksfU1cBtQ/s72-c/lovepoem_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-231023343942922517</id><published>2008-04-24T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:45:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shakespeare once said this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My only Love sprung from my only Hate&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My only Hate sprung from my only Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-231023343942922517?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/231023343942922517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=231023343942922517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/231023343942922517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/231023343942922517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/shakespeare-once-said-this-my-only-love.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6027680071852673069</id><published>2008-04-23T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:01:18.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so pd is only in two weeks time&lt;br /&gt;3 solid days of fun.&lt;br /&gt;equation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends + music + booze = fun. ------- eqn1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Port dickson - phuket )+ shanghai = more money spend ----- eqn2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea for eqn 2 im gonna go to shanghai on 14 june for a week&lt;br /&gt;lets hope shanghai will be fun&lt;br /&gt;i know i know&lt;br /&gt;the fun would be a beijing (olympics), i know i know&lt;br /&gt;but well i get to be nearrr there and soak in the fun&lt;br /&gt;well abit will do hahaha...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6027680071852673069?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6027680071852673069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6027680071852673069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6027680071852673069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6027680071852673069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-pd-is-only-in-two-weeks-time-3-solid.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6889314266415122411</id><published>2008-04-21T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:11:20.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who needs a heart when a heart can be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl depends on themselves heavily&lt;br /&gt;some ppl spend the rest of their life depending on others&lt;br /&gt;either way u still live&lt;br /&gt;how is the defining word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beee a mann , dooo the right things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-5695551102591289829</id><published>2008-04-18T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:32:37.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Oh you're so vain,&lt;br /&gt;Now your world is way too fast,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's real and nothing lasts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and sex and loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Take what's yours and leave the rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with all your sins,&lt;br /&gt;Where you stop and I begin,&lt;br /&gt;Living like a house on fire,&lt;br /&gt;What you fear is your desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this angry little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in this petty world, &lt;br /&gt;Swallow all your bitter pills,&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes you beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;You're all or not,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need what you ain't got.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5695551102591289829?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5695551102591289829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=5695551102591289829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5695551102591289829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3879505053738123119?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3879505053738123119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3879505053738123119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3879505053738123119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3879505053738123119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-i-grow-up-im-intending-to-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2683833148163772972</id><published>2008-04-17T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:59:51.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown. &lt;br /&gt;This time I'm comin' down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you're thinking of me. &lt;br /&gt;As you lay down on your side &lt;br /&gt;Now the drugs don't work. They just make you worse &lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm on a losing streak, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I passed down my old street &lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna show, then just let me know, &lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing in your ear again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going down, I'm never coming down &lt;br /&gt;No more, no more, no more, no more, no more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2683833148163772972?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2683833148163772972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2683833148163772972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time&lt;br /&gt;Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me&lt;br /&gt;Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin&lt;br /&gt;I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed&lt;br /&gt;And fantasies of my family, in a hearse&lt;br /&gt;And they say it's the white man I should fear&lt;br /&gt;But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy inside, make em wish I died&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed&lt;br /&gt;And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees&lt;br /&gt;Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix&lt;br /&gt;Cause the media is full of dirty tricks&lt;br /&gt;Only God can judge me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug&lt;br /&gt;That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz&lt;br /&gt;Been livin lavish like a player all day &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay&lt;br /&gt;Only God can judge me&lt;/strong&gt;- Tupac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just trapped in my silence , rescue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3517798752083636939?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3517798752083636939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3517798752083636939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;In this great future, you can't forget your past;&lt;br /&gt;So dry your tears, I seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, woman, no cry;&lt;br /&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;br /&gt;'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears:&lt;br /&gt;No, woman, no cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls dont need boys ,&lt;br /&gt;girls need cars and money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wake up boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2862028597628926706?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2862028597628926706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2862028597628926706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2862028597628926706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2862028597628926706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-friends-we-have-oh-good-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1247758399847019829</id><published>2008-04-16T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:12:37.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lighten up , its gonna brighten up&lt;br /&gt;im gonna throw you a lifeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight , dont dissapoint me , tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey sugar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1247758399847019829?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1247758399847019829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1247758399847019829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1247758399847019829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1247758399847019829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/lighten-up-its-gonna-brighten-up-im.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1110740316320792690</id><published>2008-04-16T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:51:39.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its like losing a limb but you still have ,&lt;br /&gt;to carry on and rebuild your life.&lt;br /&gt;To work with what you have&lt;br /&gt;To be better with fewer&lt;br /&gt;and not think of past glory days&lt;br /&gt;But built better days forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pain is inevitable, but suffering is&lt;br /&gt;optional.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days to remind you that those former days was just&lt;br /&gt;a shadow of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You are much better than that&lt;br /&gt;and you were still weighing ur options&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you think is lesser&lt;br /&gt;is compensated with what you've learn&lt;br /&gt;Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you became bigger actually&lt;br /&gt;Lets piece back the puzzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you think I'd crumble?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh not I,I will survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Long as I know how to love,I know I'll be alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will survive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is a future there is time for mending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1110740316320792690?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1110740316320792690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1110740316320792690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1110740316320792690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1110740316320792690'/><link rel='alternate' 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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-4395197067793506164.post-6299875827410364941</id><published>2008-04-15T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SASnJBNwxZI/AAAAAAAAATw/LsFa8gAWWl8/s1600-h/freedom08.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189456444024472978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/SASnJBNwxZI/AAAAAAAAATw/LsFa8gAWWl8/s320/freedom08.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn im excited to meet dj tiesto world no1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ferry corsten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me , khye and far are going to port dikson for a party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;equivalent to zouk-out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freedom-08.net/"&gt;http://www.freedom-08.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;triggerly happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6299875827410364941?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6299875827410364941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6299875827410364941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6299875827410364941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6299875827410364941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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-4395197067793506164.post-1421340386834146996</id><published>2008-04-14T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:06:10.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh why oh why do you look so sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;directs you where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So make the best of this test, and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why' there tears in your eyes when you smile ?&lt;br /&gt;u see ,&lt;br /&gt;bt u refuse to acknowlegde&lt;br /&gt;u dont have the answers either&lt;br /&gt;life is abt waiting sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;actually in life u always got to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So take the photographs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and still frames in your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i go out with you ,&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel revive as if im living again.&lt;br /&gt;that something that can make me forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life the young want to grow old ,&lt;br /&gt;the old wanna be young&lt;br /&gt;there can never be a fulfilment&lt;br /&gt;never a satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you had the time of your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The space for her to shine ,&lt;br /&gt;room to roam&lt;br /&gt;to trust me in you ,&lt;br /&gt;you in me&lt;br /&gt;rome wasnt built in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i begin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1421340386834146996?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1421340386834146996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1421340386834146996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1421340386834146996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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On! On!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to the win&lt;br /&gt;congrats btw , the title is yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2888304016950235056?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2888304016950235056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2888304016950235056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2888304016950235056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2888304016950235056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-reds-go-marching-on-on-on-dedicated.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2392926405248741601</id><published>2008-04-13T20:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:21:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.iammygreatestenemy.com/"&gt;http://www.iammygreatestenemy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we hurt one another in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms I start believing&lt;br /&gt;It's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;but its only a feeling ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling that is , overwhelming it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it there ,&lt;br /&gt;in the first place&lt;br /&gt;for us to be able to control&lt;br /&gt;for us to savour whilst it last&lt;br /&gt;for us to take in as memories&lt;br /&gt;or there for us to suffer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logically i would say&lt;br /&gt;its a phase given&lt;br /&gt;to know ourself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be careful of what you wish for&lt;br /&gt;if u wished for a rose the thorns would follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its said love is a feeling frm heaven&lt;br /&gt;the pain surely must come from hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is an actual heaven or hell in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;it is like melting ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life suddenly became complicated&lt;br /&gt;when i start thinking abt all this.&lt;br /&gt;you left me high&lt;br /&gt;somedays are easy , others are just harder&lt;br /&gt;to close ur eyes and bid the day goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too strong a feeling&lt;br /&gt;i would be holding guns in a war and&lt;br /&gt;looking at ppl blow their own kind heads off&lt;br /&gt;stupid mindless , yes&lt;br /&gt;rather than falling in love , im too scared for that.&lt;br /&gt;and bcoz of this i may not be as good as some&lt;br /&gt;Silence can cripple a big man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all occured to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Europe trip&lt;br /&gt;nowadays travellin has become a chic thing to do&lt;br /&gt;oneday i hope i get to backpack across europe&lt;br /&gt;for now lets be contented&lt;br /&gt;goin to phuket and drink coconut&lt;br /&gt;and to port dikson to dance to tiesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let music (or rather anything else in life)&lt;br /&gt;be abt the passion&lt;br /&gt;not fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2392926405248741601?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-5066726928989529070</id><published>2008-04-13T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:48:39.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;With heart filled with righteous indignation,&lt;br /&gt;I stand at the gallows and forcefully pen this poem with blood.&lt;br /&gt;I want to air my grievances for a hundred years,&lt;br /&gt;unable to tell all the wrongs with blood.&lt;br /&gt;When will this gallows be destroyed to bring about a new heaven? &lt;/em&gt;- Tan Chay Wa (1948–1983)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5066726928989529070?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-2486713411659453710</id><published>2008-04-13T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:22:18.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been alone with you inside my mind &lt;br /&gt;And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times &lt;br /&gt;I sometimes see you pass outside my door &lt;br /&gt;Hello, is it me you're looking for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your smile &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know just what to say &lt;br /&gt;And you know just what to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I wonder where you are &lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what you do &lt;br /&gt;Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this could be fate or random circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;or did the universe conspire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes finding sumone who you can talk to ,&lt;br /&gt;is almost everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look around&lt;br /&gt;sense the soul of the surroundings&lt;br /&gt;don’t close your heart&lt;br /&gt;open up your mind&lt;br /&gt;i need to find sumone to watch run fat boy run!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2486713411659453710?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2486713411659453710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2486713411659453710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/2486713411659453710'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;And I don't feel the same &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept what you can't change and &lt;br /&gt;stop beating your head against the wall. Move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4555169901304931140?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4555169901304931140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4555169901304931140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4555169901304931140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4555169901304931140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-little-time-try-to-understand-that.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4800902912236894030</id><published>2008-04-09T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:23.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my penpal wrote this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'it is really a shame that the mistakes &lt;br /&gt;of humans overshadows everything else beautiful'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forever wanted a penpal haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evolution of human ,&lt;br /&gt;we have forgot what matters the most&lt;br /&gt;due to the complications that we've since created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us , we want to be noticed&lt;br /&gt;in our best.. &lt;br /&gt;sometime not necessarily appreciated&lt;br /&gt;as appreciation normally comes with so much &lt;br /&gt;other pre-requisite and also withdrawal symtons.&lt;br /&gt;But if everyone is trying to get notice , &lt;br /&gt;who wants to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to mention i have withdrawn myself frm&lt;br /&gt;wrking with the bank &lt;br /&gt;although , its a gd paying job abt 20 per hour&lt;br /&gt;but its not worth it&lt;br /&gt;to see sad faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R_yg2j7F4YI/AAAAAAAAATo/hVtdwQSlmY4/s1600-h/6a00d83451946d69e200e55038875b8833-640wi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R_yg2j7F4YI/AAAAAAAAATo/hVtdwQSlmY4/s320/6a00d83451946d69e200e55038875b8833-640wi.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187197730040439170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4800902912236894030?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4800902912236894030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4800902912236894030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4800902912236894030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4800902912236894030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-penpal-wrote-this-it-is-really-shame.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R_yg2j7F4YI/AAAAAAAAATo/hVtdwQSlmY4/s72-c/6a00d83451946d69e200e55038875b8833-640wi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4740401706715532511</id><published>2008-04-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:37:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Passion comes from the Latin word patior which means "to suffer or to endure"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CQ + PQ &gt; IQ - thomas friedman formula&lt;br /&gt;(curiousity quotient + passion quotient is greater than intellectual quotient)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-316251303264738669</id><published>2008-04-08T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:23:37.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just so you guys know.&lt;br /&gt;Currently im working for a consortium of banks&lt;br /&gt;doing house visits for those who have outstanding payments&lt;br /&gt;from their credit cards or loans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn its a sad job..to see the expression frm people faces&lt;br /&gt;but somehows it reminds me on how to steer away from this&lt;br /&gt;kind of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i can say is never owe bank money , &lt;br /&gt;the interest 'll kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the irony the olympic torch relay is themed "Journey of Harmony", &lt;br /&gt;its dividing more than its harmonising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz Friday im in love..!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-316251303264738669?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/316251303264738669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=316251303264738669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/316251303264738669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/316251303264738669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-so-you-guys-know.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6877067799341845696</id><published>2008-04-07T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:50:33.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;With passion comes desire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While playing chess , which has become my daily addiction ,&lt;br /&gt;on the train &lt;br /&gt;while also blasting some random song from my ipod&lt;br /&gt;it prolly was get low...&lt;br /&gt;(who isnt listening to that song at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this on sumone t-shirt , &lt;br /&gt;i stopped and stared at that sumones t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do not cry because its over , smile because it happened'&lt;br /&gt;It fucking happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i shall be the chessmaster of the world&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe singapore&lt;br /&gt;okok tampines.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was my bike?&lt;br /&gt;im tired of riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay we are so gonna hit phuket.&lt;br /&gt;(lets change it to ko samui pls!)&lt;br /&gt;woo phukeetttttteett(or ko samui!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;attason-a-singpol , natarawut , surachai jatamani&lt;br /&gt;hahaha random thai names&lt;br /&gt;i'll be coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;one good thing abt achohol is that&lt;br /&gt;its never dissapoints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't count the days, make the days count &lt;br /&gt;- Muhammad Ali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8688543837276563296</id><published>2008-04-06T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:11:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Livewire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel the gout;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of a way out:&lt;br /&gt;A welcome pleasant memory of a path&lt;br /&gt;Leading me to solace and un-wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to succeed,&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally an unplanted seed&lt;br /&gt;Having only one creed,&lt;br /&gt;Fleeing the captivity of a trance-like mild catatonic stupor,&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiously accepting such deplorable and unhealthy life choices,&lt;br /&gt;I blunder awkwardly and reluctantly as if this is my only course.&lt;br /&gt;The power of change&lt;br /&gt;Lies in determination and self-will;&lt;br /&gt;Courage and self-assurance lie in the heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I take control?&lt;br /&gt;Almost a hypnotic state&lt;br /&gt;With utmost grace I relate:&lt;br /&gt;This existence must begin to create&lt;br /&gt;A change in thoughts and feelings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to be in control of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;sometime its just that &lt;br /&gt;you're too unique that you dont know&lt;br /&gt;what is normal to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep still in case you are not sure abt the current&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all live but its how we die that matters&lt;br /&gt;thats what i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody says that their looking for a shelter, &lt;br /&gt;Got a lot to give but I don't know how to help her, &lt;br /&gt;I should just let it go till they learn how to grow, &lt;br /&gt;And how to liberate.&lt;br /&gt;Silence is easy, it just becomes me, &lt;br /&gt;You don't even know me, all lie about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says that I'm looking for a home now, &lt;br /&gt;Looking for a boy or I'm looking for a girl now, &lt;br /&gt;I can still let it go, I can still learn to grow, &lt;br /&gt;Into a child again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope i'll be boarding a flight to phuket ,&lt;br /&gt;this coming june&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8688543837276563296?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8688543837276563296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-3885588691126030432</id><published>2008-04-03T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:37:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rain, rain, go away&lt;br /&gt;Come again some other day&lt;br /&gt;We want to go outside and play&lt;br /&gt;Come again some other day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3885588691126030432?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3885588691126030432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3885588691126030432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3885588691126030432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3885588691126030432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/04/rain-rain-go-away-come-again-some-other.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2561337217411612039</id><published>2008-04-02T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:29:59.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in all of us there lie a devil&lt;br /&gt;in order to kill him ,&lt;br /&gt;we need to starve him of desires&lt;br /&gt;we must not feed him for it only would make him grow stronger&lt;br /&gt;and of course being the devil greedier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may make friends with him&lt;br /&gt;if you tame him , it'll actually work your way&lt;br /&gt;but be careful , the devil&lt;br /&gt;aint a pet to play =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I should stay &lt;br /&gt;I would only be in your way &lt;br /&gt;So I'll go, but I know &lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you ev'ry step of the way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet memories &lt;br /&gt;That is all I'm taking with me &lt;br /&gt;I hope life treats you kind &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you have all you've dreamed of &lt;br /&gt;And I wish you joy and happiness &lt;br /&gt;But, above all this, I wish you love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im too determined for my own good&lt;br /&gt;while working jst nw i realise i rarely give up&lt;br /&gt;that is bad , its like it will hinder me frm moving on&lt;br /&gt;to find whats better&lt;br /&gt;for there will always be better thing down the road&lt;br /&gt;no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;so hans give up more often will you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three passions have governed my life: &lt;br /&gt;The longings for love, the search for knowledge, &lt;br /&gt;And unbearable pity for the suffering of [humankind]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love brings ecstasy and relieves loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;In the union of love I have seen &lt;br /&gt;In a mystic miniature the prefiguring vision &lt;br /&gt;Of the heavens that saints and poets have imagined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With equal passion I have sought knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;I have wished to understand the hearts of [people]. &lt;br /&gt;I have wished to know why the stars shine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and knowledge led upwards to the heavens, &lt;br /&gt;But always pity brought me back to earth; &lt;br /&gt;Cries of pain reverberated in my heart &lt;br /&gt;Of children in famine, of victims tortured &lt;br /&gt;And of old people left helpless. &lt;br /&gt;I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, &lt;br /&gt;And I too suffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been my life; I found it worth living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Bertrand Russell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2561337217411612039?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2561337217411612039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=2561337217411612039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Cinderella said this &lt;br /&gt;Do you love me because I am beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha cinderella so cute...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-981753328360074692?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/981753328360074692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=981753328360074692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/981753328360074692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/981753328360074692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lush 99.5&lt;br /&gt;a non mainstream channel became mainstream to my ears&lt;br /&gt;so yea i've gotten a psp and his name is spongey ,&lt;br /&gt;only one person would know the significance of the name&lt;br /&gt;haha well she wudnt even care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna get meself a vespa soon say three months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet still lovely is the flower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despite the thorns that prick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just as life and love are swee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They too have thorns that stick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But do not fear to live or love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's not exempt from pain -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So pick a rose, you may get hurt,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you will also gain!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days and nights go by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lonely life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just won't go byI can't say a word to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if I wish to.....what anguish do I suffer.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's fitting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I should go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To a placeI know well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-649501597376988896?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/649501597376988896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=649501597376988896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever happens -- and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving around in my car&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to change my point of view&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever happens, and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how, I wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isolation is not good for me&lt;br /&gt;Isolation -- I don't want to sit on a lemon tree&lt;br /&gt;I'm stepping around in a dessert of joy&lt;br /&gt;Baby anyhow I'll get another toy&lt;br /&gt;And everything will happen -- and you'll wonder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4746389510882175558</id><published>2008-03-17T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:53:12.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're bought the tickets&lt;br /&gt;to the front seat&lt;br /&gt;of the demise of future&lt;br /&gt;u watch helplessly an the mystery unravelled&lt;br /&gt;the show is you destroying ur future&lt;br /&gt;unfolding in front of you&lt;br /&gt;u just got to move on&lt;br /&gt;and build another future&lt;br /&gt;another dream&lt;br /&gt;ooo baby pls dont go&lt;br /&gt;pls dont go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you came from,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where you have disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;It all happened so fast,then why do the memories last.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those peaceful nights, in came all the painful fights,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is now like a fish&lt;br /&gt;trapped inside a net,it has got only one wish,&lt;br /&gt;that u don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all those sleeping pills,i now put myself to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday u will realize that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love was always the best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4746389510882175558?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4746389510882175558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4746389510882175558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4746389510882175558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4746389510882175558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-bought-tickets-to-front-seat-of.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1243045335792724608</id><published>2008-03-17T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:36:23.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A boy was asked to hold a spoon&lt;br /&gt;which is filled with water&lt;br /&gt;and travel across the the span of a room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy ,&lt;br /&gt;he held if carefully mindind his step&lt;br /&gt;he paid full attention , putting his focus on the spoon&lt;br /&gt;and disregarding his surroundings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the walk&lt;br /&gt;there was a man&lt;br /&gt;who asked the boy ,&lt;br /&gt;what did he learned and what did he see?&lt;br /&gt;so did you saw what was around the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy didnt know it was ok to fall&lt;br /&gt;it was ok to fail , it is part of the journey&lt;br /&gt;falling is part of the joy&lt;br /&gt;the boy left the room not knowing anything&lt;br /&gt;he thought the prize was at the end of the journey&lt;br /&gt;actually the prize of the journey is the journey itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ur journey guys&lt;br /&gt;take a look arnd dont waste the journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I going&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't rightly say&lt;br /&gt;So I carried a candle to light my way&lt;br /&gt;My light wasn't all that bright&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps its brighter than&lt;br /&gt;where I was&lt;br /&gt;Living a life, with empty&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found my journey&lt;br /&gt;took me through valleys deep&lt;br /&gt;several times I've stilled my feet&lt;br /&gt;Fear of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;bound me once or twice&lt;br /&gt;but the promise&lt;br /&gt;of a brighter tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;drew me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through forest black and deep&lt;br /&gt;so dense&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see for all the tree's&lt;br /&gt;I, even in fear&lt;br /&gt;moved on&lt;br /&gt;remembering a dream of early on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mountain top I stood&lt;br /&gt;looking at a world I understood&lt;br /&gt;a life that placed no blame&lt;br /&gt;and expected no daily pain&lt;br /&gt;No drink, No drugs,&lt;br /&gt;No more empty promises&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple promise of&lt;br /&gt;mostly happy tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivers, swift and deep&lt;br /&gt;boulders here and there&lt;br /&gt;meant for nothing but to block my way&lt;br /&gt;I paddled across&lt;br /&gt;sinking often&lt;br /&gt;thinking at times to just give up and sink&lt;br /&gt;but then my small light shined through&lt;br /&gt;and I went on my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued on with my life&lt;br /&gt;life and true love&lt;br /&gt;I hoped to find&lt;br /&gt;someone that cared&lt;br /&gt;that Loved&lt;br /&gt;to share in this life of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now here I sit&lt;br /&gt;journey not quite finished yet&lt;br /&gt;But I can see past yesterdays sorrows&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate all the beautiful tomorrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1243045335792724608?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1243045335792724608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1243045335792724608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1243045335792724608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1243045335792724608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/03/boy-was-asked-to-hold-spoon-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-5290797659085383474</id><published>2008-03-11T02:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:38:43.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i were to get into an accident an die&lt;br /&gt;forgive me of my past mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and come to my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the people i love would come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5290797659085383474?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-3456616538271900027</id><published>2008-03-08T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:40:33.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Take my hand ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my whole life too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3456616538271900027?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3456616538271900027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3456616538271900027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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things I wish I didn't do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I continue learning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen&lt;br /&gt;She left before I had the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that would mend the things that were broken&lt;br /&gt;But now it's far too late, she's gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night you cry yourself to sleepThinking:&lt;br /&gt;"Why does this happen to me?Why does every moment have to be so hard?"&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe that&lt;br /&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not over tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5372217426965710360?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5372217426965710360/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-4395197067793506164.post-8975458775010886774</id><published>2008-03-05T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:24.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After numerous attempts with the opposite sex ,&lt;br /&gt;we have gotten tired and bored&lt;br /&gt;so we have now shift to a new phase&lt;br /&gt;a psp and motorbike phase ahaha&lt;br /&gt;achoholics anonymous ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hans and im a psp addict.&lt;br /&gt;so now anyone with any shit on psp kindly&lt;br /&gt;kindly share , hopefully u'll go to heaven for it&lt;br /&gt;if there is one.&lt;br /&gt;if not i can share with you my powderful games thank you&lt;br /&gt;ps : pls share ur games with me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R84s5rnzR4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/1t8ShBhXcx4/s1600-h/5930-pspredthin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174122391369107330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R84s5rnzR4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/1t8ShBhXcx4/s320/5930-pspredthin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R84s6LnzR5I/AAAAAAAAATY/HYNkfM4Ceo0/s1600-h/gow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174122399959041938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R84s6LnzR5I/AAAAAAAAATY/HYNkfM4Ceo0/s320/gow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8975458775010886774?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R84s5rnzR4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/1t8ShBhXcx4/s72-c/5930-pspredthin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-3498144289703135185</id><published>2008-02-29T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:24.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I'll never let this go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll get sick of&lt;br /&gt;saying that everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending&lt;br /&gt;Just like I am tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget me not'&lt;br /&gt;either the bike i posted before or this bike&lt;br /&gt;yzf r-125&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8cW8VjGRPI/AAAAAAAAATA/WbLv9yQ9jtg/s1600-h/2008-YZF-R125-colour-black_tcm26-208684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172127922890622194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8cW8VjGRPI/AAAAAAAAATA/WbLv9yQ9jtg/s320/2008-YZF-R125-colour-black_tcm26-208684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8cW81jGRQI/AAAAAAAAATI/8rC6IbgTikk/s1600-h/2008-YZF-R125-action-01_tcm26-208762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172127931480556802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8cW81jGRQI/AAAAAAAAATI/8rC6IbgTikk/s320/2008-YZF-R125-action-01_tcm26-208762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls comment thanks.either this or madass ...i prefer madass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3498144289703135185?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3498144289703135185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3498144289703135185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3498144289703135185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3498144289703135185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/because-ill-never-let-this-go-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8cW8VjGRPI/AAAAAAAAATA/WbLv9yQ9jtg/s72-c/2008-YZF-R125-colour-black_tcm26-208684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-242452133733509696</id><published>2008-02-29T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:48:55.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is when you stop going along with the crowd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and start realizing that there are many things&lt;br /&gt;about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You start feeling insecure and wonder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;where you will be in a year or two, but&lt;br /&gt;then get scared because you barely know where you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start realizing that people are selfish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but that they are as confused as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought&lt;br /&gt;you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing&lt;br /&gt;that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your opinions have gotten stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You see what others are doing and find yourself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;judging more than usual because suddenly you&lt;br /&gt;realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are&lt;br /&gt;constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what&lt;br /&gt;isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You feel alone and scared and confused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try&lt;br /&gt;and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the&lt;br /&gt;past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to&lt;br /&gt;do but stay where you are or move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do&lt;br /&gt;such damage to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet&lt;br /&gt;anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why&lt;br /&gt;you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and&lt;br /&gt;talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem&lt;br /&gt;to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and&lt;br /&gt;making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be&lt;br /&gt;great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to&lt;br /&gt;it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as&lt;br /&gt;hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-242452133733509696?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/242452133733509696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=242452133733509696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/242452133733509696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/242452133733509696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-call-it-quarter-life-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4336195193092417057</id><published>2008-02-29T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:13:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This time &lt;br /&gt;you burn me with you eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is ever to the lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;A shadow fleeting; she is never plain.&lt;br /&gt;She is a visitor who leaves behind&lt;br /&gt;The gift of grief, the souvenir of pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other." ~ Chinese proverb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one to feed ur hunger , the other to feed ur heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4336195193092417057?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/4336195193092417057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=4336195193092417057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4336195193092417057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/4336195193092417057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-time-you-burn-me-with-you-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1537500286055014537</id><published>2008-02-29T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:36:06.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to clear the mess i've created&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i a soldier&lt;br /&gt;a soldier of fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have often told you stories&lt;br /&gt;About the way&lt;br /&gt;I lived the life of a drifter&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day&lt;br /&gt;When I'd take your hand&lt;br /&gt;And sing you songs&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you would say&lt;br /&gt;Come lay with me love me&lt;br /&gt;And I would surely stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel I'm growing older&lt;br /&gt;And the songs that I have sung&lt;br /&gt;Echo in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Like the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of a windmill goin' 'round&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll always be&lt;br /&gt;A soldier of fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've been a traveller&lt;br /&gt;I looked for something new&lt;br /&gt;In days of old&lt;br /&gt;When nights were cold&lt;br /&gt;I wandered without you&lt;br /&gt;But those days I thougt my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Had seen you standing near&lt;br /&gt;Though blindness is confusing&lt;br /&gt;It shows that you're not here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1537500286055014537?l=hansukie.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-4395197067793506164.post-302813073213271743</id><published>2008-02-28T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shy from the world ,&lt;br /&gt;silence definitely my solace&lt;br /&gt;at least in the silence &lt;br /&gt;i can take comfort in the fact&lt;br /&gt;that i wont cause any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i accepted it aint magical&lt;br /&gt;i accepted it aint a bed or roses&lt;br /&gt;i accepted you got to work hard&lt;br /&gt;but if i accepted it all &lt;br /&gt;will you give me back what i was given?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate decides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is put on a hold.&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame the way it was paved&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect anything&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to shout but words dont come out even.&lt;br /&gt;like you'll prolly laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;i never took the time to look at you&lt;br /&gt;to notice how high you could fly&lt;br /&gt;it made me now &lt;br /&gt;just but a mistake of my past&lt;br /&gt;i listen to music&lt;br /&gt;it is a beautiful escape&lt;br /&gt;what is life w/o music?;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i runned , i hided , i covered&lt;br /&gt;i pretended&lt;br /&gt;damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever love , forever dream&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shalt buy a new bike &lt;br /&gt;its call sachs madass&lt;br /&gt;sachs being the brand&lt;br /&gt;a german brand&lt;br /&gt;madass being the name of the bike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a madass riding a madass , pun definitely intended.&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting the black one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8bYaVjGRMI/AAAAAAAAASo/KMWbq0QHqXo/s1600-h/10329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-shy-from-world-silence-definitely-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R8bYaVjGRMI/AAAAAAAAASo/KMWbq0QHqXo/s72-c/10329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6786343293689568974</id><published>2008-02-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:51:17.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Are you not listening, my Love&lt;br /&gt;I am singing......&lt;br /&gt;from the music of raindrops falling on the grass&lt;br /&gt;from the soft sound of buds blossoming into flowers&lt;br /&gt;from the murmur of darkness embracing our love&lt;br /&gt;and the soft sound of light enveloping us&lt;br /&gt;And from the last dance of the falling leaves....&lt;/em&gt;. - prasana kumari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6786343293689568974?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6786343293689568974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6786343293689568974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6786343293689568974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the inhabitants drank. Whoever drank that water would go mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning, the whole population drank from the well and they all went mad, apart from the kind and his family, who had a well set aside for them alone, and which the magican had not managed to poison. The king was worried and tried to control the population by issuing a series of edicts governing security and public health. The policemen and the inspectors, however, had also drunk the poisoned water and they thought the king's decisions were absurd and resolved to take no notice of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the inhabitants of the kingdom heard these decrees they became convinced that the king had gone mad and was now giving nonsensical orders. They marched on the castle and called for his abdication. In despair, the king prepared to step down from the throne, but the queen stopped him, saying "Let us drink from the communal well. Then, we will be the same as them. And that was what they did: the king, and the queen drank the water of madness and immediately began talking nonsense. Their subjects repented at once; now that the king was displaying such wisdom, why not allow him to continue ruling the country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country continued to live in peace, although its inhabitants behaved very differently from those of its neighbours. And the king was able to govern until the end of his &lt;/em&gt; - frm a friends blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6712508418643910688?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6712508418643910688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6712508418643910688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6712508418643910688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6712508418643910688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/by-minute-im-going-crazy-if-i-ever-get.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-605787480563221524</id><published>2008-02-28T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:21:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you believe in god&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in family&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in friendship&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in humanity&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in love&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe in not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-605787480563221524?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/605787480563221524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=605787480563221524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/605787480563221524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/605787480563221524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-you-believe-in-god-do-you-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6631679098388923070</id><published>2008-02-28T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:18:07.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I , myself , am my own greatest enemy&lt;br /&gt;But in times of need i am my only sole friend left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break our promises.&lt;br /&gt;Love we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a raw emotion&lt;br /&gt;that is to be left uncooked.&lt;br /&gt;Piece me back together&lt;br /&gt;if you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you get over something you never want to forget?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6631679098388923070?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6631679098388923070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6631679098388923070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6631679098388923070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6631679098388923070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-myself-am-my-own-greatest-enemy-but.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4879049637830990694</id><published>2008-02-28T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:49:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a flower that has not bloomed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone, &lt;br /&gt;when you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone needs an escape , we find it in different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of it was just an illusion of perfection , reality is now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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heart of empty fears.&lt;br /&gt;Faith is not only in believing others&lt;br /&gt;but its also to believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many moons have past&lt;br /&gt;Since I have held you last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though you locked up &lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean imma give up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're close to tears remember&lt;br /&gt;someday it'll all be over&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;Though it's darker than December&lt;br /&gt;what's ahead is a different color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;we remember the way&lt;br /&gt;we stayed so close to the end&lt;br /&gt;we'll remember it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are gonna be forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;Cause even the impossible&lt;br /&gt;is easy when we got each other - high by lighthouse family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopefully it'll last forever&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bad the weather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1898197215533269415?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1898197215533269415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1898197215533269415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1898197215533269415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1898197215533269415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/02/tonight-its-very-clear-as-were-both.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-3706766048336374013</id><published>2008-02-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:29:48.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the event of my Demise&lt;br /&gt;when my heart can beat no more&lt;br /&gt;I Hope I Die For A Principle&lt;br /&gt;or A Belief that I had Lived 4&lt;br /&gt;I will die Before My Time&lt;br /&gt;Because I feel the shadow's Depth&lt;br /&gt;so much I wanted 2 accomplish&lt;br /&gt;before I reached my Death&lt;br /&gt;I have come 2 grips with the possibility&lt;br /&gt;and wiped the last tear from My eyes&lt;br /&gt;I Loved All who were Positive&lt;br /&gt;In the event of my Demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a poem by tupac'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event of your demise&lt;br /&gt;ur words , ur music , ur culture&lt;br /&gt;still lives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3706766048336374013?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3706766048336374013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=3706766048336374013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/3706766048336374013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R6WaYPRei4I/AAAAAAAAASg/47AncTKZTGY/s320/default.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So inspired of that there's nothing left to do or say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think I'll dream, 'til the stars shine - jamiroquai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as every cop is a criminal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the sinners saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As heads is tails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5142725596119609383?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5142725596119609383/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R6WaYPRei4I/AAAAAAAAASg/47AncTKZTGY/s72-c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2303605121370921201</id><published>2008-02-02T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:15:18.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if you'd seen your mate before&lt;br /&gt;Something like the korean movie turn left , turn right&lt;br /&gt;and whisk off pass each other like due to a wrong move&lt;br /&gt;and the whisk off the chance to know each other ,&lt;br /&gt;time waits for no one so if you think its worth it&lt;br /&gt;like what and how you always think it should be&lt;br /&gt;grab the moment by the guts and make it yours.&lt;br /&gt;Bacause chances and oppurtunities dont meet you often&lt;br /&gt;Im saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live for what you trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust what you love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love the way you live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live , Trust , Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too good to be true lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I thank God I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the way that I stare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing else to compare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sight of you leaves me weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you feel like I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please let me know that it's real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need you baby to warm the lonely nights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance is a must for most young hearts&lt;br /&gt;Gestures of love broken in tiny parts&lt;br /&gt;A dozen roses, a chocolate heart,&lt;br /&gt;Writing a poem with all your heart,&lt;br /&gt;A cute little card with x's and o's&lt;br /&gt;Sittin’ by the fire warming your toes&lt;br /&gt;A candle lit dinner down by the beach&lt;br /&gt;You both come in a pair not in a peach&lt;br /&gt;Long conversations late into the night&lt;br /&gt;Love is there and romance is in sight&lt;br /&gt;Just a bear hug for you just like this&lt;br /&gt;Romance is even just the right kiss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wake up sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is your day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metaphorically speaking&lt;br /&gt;A flower would only blossom&lt;br /&gt;under the presence of a compilation of light , food , water&lt;br /&gt;You need to give it time to grow,&lt;br /&gt;u need to believe in it, that it will grow&lt;br /&gt;You cant give it too much food , it'll die that way too&lt;br /&gt;so more is not always good&lt;br /&gt;too much of smthing is never too good&lt;br /&gt;you can get diabetes for being too sweet&lt;br /&gt;A relationship will crumble into dust&lt;br /&gt;For any loving couple without trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth is a mysterious thing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it the thing that makes the birds sing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if I were told the truth would it keep me alive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or would I be better of believing a lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead can dance&lt;br /&gt;Easier than one can&lt;br /&gt;Resurrect a dead romance&lt;br /&gt;Or understand the existence of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even death, leaving a void.&lt;br /&gt;Loves Paid heavily for and dear&lt;br /&gt;Carried over from the last calendar year&lt;br /&gt;Blur my vision&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;For the nth time&lt;br /&gt;I trust, risk betrayal&lt;br /&gt;Juggle false and true.&lt;br /&gt;If I fail, gather me unto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wish things could be better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope its better than better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say alot of weird things happen on friday&lt;br /&gt;its was seriously freaky friday all over again&lt;br /&gt;but i like friday&lt;br /&gt;t.g.i.f. haha , cliche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My medical check up on friday was weird ,&lt;br /&gt;The aunty at prima deli was weird she gave me extra topping for my waffles&lt;br /&gt;i asked for peanut butter , she say chocolate plus peanut butter very nice ahahaa&lt;br /&gt;my sister is weird , she wants to buy a catbed for the "cat"&lt;br /&gt;While waiting at tampines intc it was weird too ,this man had fits , he felled to the floor&lt;br /&gt;and flew into a rage , i and another man had to give him support&lt;br /&gt;calling 995 for the first time feels weird&lt;br /&gt;everybody stop and looked at him&lt;br /&gt;luckily he did not die on me&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anyone dying on me&lt;br /&gt;pls dont die on me , i want to give hope&lt;br /&gt;the weather was weird , i had a picnic in the rain&lt;br /&gt;the time of the picnic was weird nevertheless fun&lt;br /&gt;the birds were weird , they ate honeystars wth?&lt;br /&gt;and lastly I was weird . ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lost at jb on saturday i keep gettin lost haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How now brow cow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-2303605121370921201?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/2303605121370921201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-1820338100949828123</id><published>2008-01-31T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:01:28.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I Should Tell You I'm Disaster &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Forget How To Begin It &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd Forgotten How to Smile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until Your Candle Burned My Skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who Knows Where &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who Goes There &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who Knows Here Goes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trusting Desire - Starting To Learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking Through Fire Without A Burn Clinging - A Shoulder, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Leap Begins Stinging And Older, Asleep On Pins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Knows Where - Who Goes There &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here Goes - Here Goes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets venture into the unknown&lt;br /&gt;and see whats left for us there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A musical frm the movie rent&lt;br /&gt;I dint even watch the movie&lt;br /&gt;Im living it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower fighting with all its might,&lt;br /&gt;Against the wind thats pushing past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the secret of love and heartbreak,&lt;br /&gt;you have to move on,&lt;br /&gt;you have to submit to fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit on the bed alone&lt;br /&gt;Naked in your innocence&lt;br /&gt;A tear slowly flows over your face&lt;br /&gt;And stops on the tip of your chin&lt;br /&gt;Nobody comes to wipe it away&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is there&lt;br /&gt;Untill you wait for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The replacement for your hatred&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She who sees the best in me'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-1820338100949828123?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/1820338100949828123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=1820338100949828123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1820338100949828123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/1820338100949828123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-should-tell-you-im-disaster-i-forget.html' 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me his problems..&lt;br /&gt;i'll listen to him , he make me feel impt&lt;br /&gt;ouh yea he's a boy btw a pretty boy&lt;br /&gt;i think tts cool , i like you cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yesterday i got lost while riding at chua chu kang cemetery yes u read tt right&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and i had to lunge a 7kg bag while riding but it was all good.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is temporary&lt;br /&gt;so if the basis of your relationship is beauty&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless it could grow&lt;br /&gt;but the foundation was shallow to start with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To build a good building&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need hard rock steel coupled with cements&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and cement , stones take a longer time to build&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because unlike sponge with a lot space inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steel has a tight boding with its atoms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so take ur time , build ur rocks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So perhaps eventually you can live in your building graciously'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5349773488666496709?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5349773488666496709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=5349773488666496709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5349773488666496709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/5349773488666496709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;no one is accompanying me&lt;br /&gt;just like those other night&lt;br /&gt;that had past before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This heart is always alone&lt;br /&gt;none is decorating it&lt;br /&gt;just like this love&lt;br /&gt;that always seems to be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god kindly sent me sumone&lt;br /&gt;a lover that is kind hearted&lt;br /&gt;that will love me&lt;br /&gt;for what i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flower seems to be dying out&lt;br /&gt;no one is tending for it&lt;br /&gt;its just like me in a way&lt;br /&gt;being , faded out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-3155545528871187134?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/3155545528871187134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-6970277774847456033</id><published>2008-01-28T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:05:01.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lead many lifes ,&lt;br /&gt;I wear many clothes&lt;br /&gt;I get confuse on who i am sometimes&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they're in conflict with each other&lt;br /&gt;ppl/society expect me to be different in order to adapt to them constraints&lt;br /&gt;that i forget who i was before&lt;br /&gt;and after spending time to revert back&lt;br /&gt;i got to adapt again.&lt;br /&gt;its getting tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat waited for me the whole night &lt;br /&gt;outside at the place he first saw me , &lt;br /&gt;romantic aye you&lt;br /&gt;you are quite a sap&lt;br /&gt;it wanted to follow me to sch.hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;imagine a cat taking mmy bike with me ahahah lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days after days&lt;br /&gt;challenges after challenges&lt;br /&gt;like every few days something new will come and suprise you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must have the discipline,&lt;br /&gt;To stop temptation of sin;&lt;br /&gt;And maintaining self-control,&lt;br /&gt;For purity in your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it never stops&lt;br /&gt;day after day&lt;br /&gt;I just cant help but laugh in this face of adversity&lt;br /&gt;like haha good one agaisnt me&lt;br /&gt;let me see how i will try to counter it this time&lt;br /&gt;like a game&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it take discipline to overcome challenges!&lt;br /&gt;So just do what you should , when should and &lt;br /&gt;dont forget be cool!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this age the player arent us guys&lt;br /&gt;The true players are girls&lt;br /&gt;they are playing you guys out&lt;br /&gt;take care guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl always say i want to conquer the world&lt;br /&gt;Irony is i want to liberate it.&lt;br /&gt;i found the song that has been in my head from the jakarta trip&lt;br /&gt;ok this is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-6970277774847456033?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/6970277774847456033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=6970277774847456033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/6970277774847456033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i hope you may be able to forgive him for the wrongdoings&lt;br /&gt;politics is never clean , it may seem clean here&lt;br /&gt;but the absence of mess doesnt mean thre wasnt dirt&lt;br /&gt;he have done , you may have forgotten he's human too&lt;br /&gt;and to err is definitely human&lt;br /&gt;some of us get away by making small mistakes&lt;br /&gt;some of us are not that fortunate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted love is still love but just that its twisted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be accepted doesnt mean you are right&lt;br /&gt;Just like when you're right, doesnt mean you're accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you have a dream or an idea&lt;br /&gt;protect it&lt;br /&gt;just like when you have a love&lt;br /&gt;protect it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive made many mistakes in life&lt;br /&gt;i hope someday ppl can forgive me for the mistakes i've made&lt;br /&gt;I've made many girls cry ,&lt;br /&gt;but remember i've made many girls smile too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave a trail&lt;br /&gt;a trail of heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a cat who followed me home&lt;br /&gt;i gave him food , it likes chicken alot &lt;br /&gt;it was a very good looking kitten , pretty i might add&lt;br /&gt;snowy fur .. obedient , it listens&lt;br /&gt;i want to care for him but i cant&lt;br /&gt;i love him though &lt;br /&gt;he really listens when i talk.&lt;br /&gt;With kind eyes , you kinda make me feel impt&lt;br /&gt;like my mission is to care for you in this world&lt;br /&gt;But we know better that our time here is short&lt;br /&gt;and what we have is momentarily&lt;br /&gt;and all we could do is remember the moment&lt;br /&gt;maybe think about it when its gone&lt;br /&gt;If you may , forget me not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bring me down but for how &lt;br /&gt;long can you keep me down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-8942904975936645943?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/8942904975936645943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=8942904975936645943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8942904975936645943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/8942904975936645943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-man-died-like-any-other-day-but.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-5008221657096925526</id><published>2008-01-25T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:17:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R5oDcPRei3I/AAAAAAAAASY/rHxTVSHYeNw/s1600-h/10p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159440106777381746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R5oDcPRei3I/AAAAAAAAASY/rHxTVSHYeNw/s320/10p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice arms bru'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting patiently isn’t an option now&lt;br /&gt;As sweat drips down my once dry brow&lt;br /&gt;Its taking longer than the last one&lt;br /&gt;Wondering where the time has gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i try to pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be careful, dear dreamer, for if you should roam &lt;br /&gt;Across the dream border, you can never come home &lt;br /&gt;Into dreams you have gone and in dreams you must stay&lt;br /&gt;Doomed to dreaming forever, till your dying day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words words words words ...!! argh &lt;br /&gt;i want to stop thinking!&lt;br /&gt;its becoming my achilles heel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-5008221657096925526?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/5008221657096925526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-8645609056932666842</id><published>2008-01-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:36:08.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to my future on two accounts&lt;br /&gt;like two different scenarios &lt;br /&gt;and two different me's&lt;br /&gt;due to the paths i've took&lt;br /&gt;or rather going to take ,&lt;br /&gt;i look the same though in both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo...it was scary..&lt;br /&gt;both seems fun ,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow in different ways it seem empty like &lt;br /&gt;what i had in A wasnt in B and vice versa&lt;br /&gt;well somethings gotta give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause i try and i try and i try and i try&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get no satisfaction - rolling stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop going to the future.&lt;br /&gt;its scary.but i had a mercs on both scenarios&lt;br /&gt;something to look forward too , a black convertible mercs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock's run out, time's up over, blouww!&lt;br /&gt;Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity&lt;br /&gt;You better lose yourself in the music, the moment &lt;br /&gt;You own it, you better never let it go &lt;br /&gt;You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow &lt;br /&gt;This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate im going i can write a book balls and prolly get meself a black mercs&lt;br /&gt;oooo so thats how i bought the mercs in the first place&lt;br /&gt;i need an pretty(woman) editor , a teacher and a whole lot of coffee&lt;br /&gt;The teacher is to teach me how to edit and how to make nice coffee , &lt;br /&gt;i edit my work myself.&lt;br /&gt;the editor , nah thats just for company .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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apart,&lt;br /&gt;That, one day, out of darkness they shall meet&lt;br /&gt;And read life's meaning in each other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the two shall walk some narrow way of life&lt;br /&gt;So nearly side by side that, should one turn&lt;br /&gt;Ever so little space to left or right,&lt;br /&gt;They needs must stand acknowledged,&lt;br /&gt;face to face.And, yet, with wistful eyes that never meet&lt;br /&gt;And groping hands that never clasp and lips&lt;br /&gt;Calling in vain to ears that never hear,&lt;br /&gt;They seek each other all their weary days&lt;br /&gt;And die unsatisfied - and this is Fate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your at the world's command,&lt;br /&gt;Your standing there alone,&lt;br /&gt;Time to make a stand,&lt;br /&gt;Your as strong as stone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-7660142729019394119?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/7660142729019394119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395197067793506164&amp;postID=7660142729019394119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/7660142729019394119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395197067793506164/posts/default/7660142729019394119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-shall-be-born-whole-wide-world.html' title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCWR0yWyiMY/R5hfmPRei2I/AAAAAAAAASQ/GDdTTev5GBI/s72-c/233987974_3baf19fc48_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-955288315955273754</id><published>2008-01-23T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:07:57.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your body's a temple.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you abuse it, punish it.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you sacrifice it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push it to the limit with every crushing lift.&lt;br /&gt;Lifting is an all out war.&lt;br /&gt;This is how you train.&lt;br /&gt;But being an Animal is more than just training.&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you live.&lt;br /&gt;It's an in-your-face attitude few can even comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;This is a life devoted to iron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's not about fancy gym equipment or gear.&lt;br /&gt;Your training is hardcore, no-frills.&lt;br /&gt;You make a statement by the way you train, not by what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be gay cause i want to stop liking girls&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to fuck guys haha&lt;br /&gt;i like iron and sunshines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-955288315955273754?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hansukie.blogspot.com/feeds/955288315955273754/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-276862065383565558</id><published>2008-01-23T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:59:42.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody wrote this for me once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont move till you finally see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might think I dont look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im attached to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz im afraid to know the awnsers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz my heart keeps falling faster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To cross this line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I will not hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its time to try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You dont know what you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im afraid to move&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im just scared to know the ending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I will not hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know when I go ill be on my way to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way thats true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I will not hideIts time to try anything to be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITs not true afterall yea&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-2239025056319946380</id><published>2008-01-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:08:45.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;An ancient chinese poem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep away from sharp swords&lt;br /&gt;Don't go near a lovely woman.&lt;br /&gt;A sharp sword too close will wound your hand;&lt;br /&gt;Woman's beauty too close will wound your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danger of the road is not in the distance;&lt;br /&gt;Ten yards is far enough to break a wheel.&lt;br /&gt;The peril of love is not in loving too often;&lt;br /&gt;A single evening can leave its wound in the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So then I took my turn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh all the things I've done &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swam across I jumped across for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh all the things you do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I drew a line I drew a line for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh what a thing to do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look how they shine look at the stars &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;look how they shine for you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774250649745820239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395197067793506164.post-4088430364680967402</id><published>2008-01-23T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:57:30.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/annatheodora/416323037/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/416323037_ffe603caab_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/annatheodora/416323037/"&gt;egret egret burning bright in the sky&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/annatheodora/"&gt;AnnuskA Hjärta - AnnA Theodora&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drink from this heart now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for all this loving it contains.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you look for it again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will be dancing in the wind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night dear, as I lay sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I held you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;but when I woke dear, I was mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;and I hung my head and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take my sunshine away.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395197067793506164-4088430364680967402?l=hansukie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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