<?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-1754566715639928221</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:35:50.443-08:00</updated><category term='the other is the dedicated lover'/><category term='one of the great tragedies in life is unreturned love'/><category term='when will this end?'/><category term='De Oppose Liber'/><category term='Always look on the bright side of life (hums tune)'/><category term='Time after time'/><category term='She fills my heart'/><category term='a splash of life'/><category term='I wonder why'/><category term='back to school tmr...ah well brand new day'/><category term='yesterday you were telling me about the blue blue sky and all i can see is just a yellow lemon tree'/><category term='No labels'/><category term='sigh...'/><category term='yet i wish you could but take a step into my life'/><category term='How do i live without you? i want to know'/><category term='love is like the oasis in the desert of life'/><category term='Ask not what your country can do for you'/><category term='with angel songs'/><category term='I wonder how'/><category term='revelation'/><category term='tired...physically and mentally'/><category term='but what YOU can do for your country'/><category term='Lean on me if you need me'/><category term='Hmm..what is most important to you?'/><category term='Oww...'/><category term='Dreams are your domain'/><category term='Tempus Figit'/><category term='restoration'/><category term='4 fishes for today :)'/><category term='I am but a pawn in the chess game of life :)'/><category term='sometimes'/><category term='why do we acknowledge failure only when it happens to us?'/><category term='Autumn leaves'/><category term='I wanna go stay in Istanbul'/><category term='thanks darling'/><category term='i think im in love with her.'/><category term='Happy Holidays'/><category term='transformation'/><category term='im an englishman in new york'/><category term='when will it happen? the quickening of my heart when i see you...'/><category term='well guys its time for the fun(pain) to begin'/><category term='with very special things'/><category term='MOAR-O1 Failed /cry'/><category term='...'/><category term='Oh its what you do to me'/><category term='moving on...'/><category term='my love for the day you return to my life'/><category term='I&apos;ll be waiting'/><category term='you just have to leave things to Him'/><category term='To the new term :)'/><category term='with wild imaginings'/><category term='Happy 18th Birthday Masturah and Ding :)'/><category term='School`s such a drag...seriously'/><category term='i knew you were there today for me:)'/><title type='text'>ASK`s Crib</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where the greatest minds of all time come to meet and debate on society`s plagues...haha jus joking guys come on take a look,read and comment :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1903125963161042080</id><published>2011-02-03T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T06:08:53.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TBPSoRRmGOc" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The malay version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XsvvF1aKHTI" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great,great song! There's versions in Malay,Mandarin,Korean and even Tagalog! That's how popular this song is. Guaranteed this song is played in my bunk every day,we all sing along to it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good but I'm worried. Worried for my financial future. My education. My life after training. And worried about two girls. Sigh. Lots of worries for one person huh? Yeah,tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its ok, I'm not that stressed or anything. Sometimes,all you need is to take a step back and let life show you the way. Trying too hard to control the present never helps,so take a deeeep breath and smile. Cause its going to be ok,that I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My training in HTA TRACOM is nearly done! I'm seriously seriously going to miss my training days! Lepak(relax) in bunk, PTs, Law lessons and Drills plus everything inbetween,gonna miss it all! Going to miss getting pumped for the simplest mistakes,getting random bunk inspections, getting pumped on book-out day,getting f#$%ed for the smallest errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I will miss my squadmates. I will never find a more supportive,caring and irritating bunch anywhere else. My squad is the best! And not forgetting my FI too, I hope he learned from us because we certainly learnt from him. He's a good man and I wish him all the best for his new squad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last paragraph is reserved for my BUNKSAT! Bunkmates! Uzi, my buddy and my most trusted friend inside camp,always backing me up,forcing me to bath and looking out for me. Qayyum, the love meister and the guy sleeping next to me,always giving me advice about everything and asking me to switch off the fan. Hong Qi, the bunk guitarist and singer and the most craziest one in the bunk, thanks for all the music and songs created. Tracks include "where is the dust", "book-out song" and many others! Rahim my man, always steady and there for all of us, and running out of the bunk without his shirt on and hoping not to get caught. Alan, the only one still balanced but the guy who comes out of nowhere and burns you! An, squad timer and one of the nicest guys I have ever met,always calling my name and singing about me,with very power eyebrows! And finally, Asheik. The first one to start anything and our elder bro for all of us. His words have hidden wisdom and he'll back you up no matter what. So thank you BUNKSAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1903125963161042080?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1903125963161042080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1903125963161042080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1903125963161042080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1903125963161042080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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://img.youtube.com/vi/TBPSoRRmGOc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-4312315186450611149</id><published>2011-01-03T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:50:13.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make things right between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be now or tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times and tides have passed,but I'm still stuck in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night,that memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what was it I said or did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you couldn't feel the way I did for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way to being a Police Officer, something which I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the greatest friends and the best family on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a little bit fitter since enlistment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're that missing piece in the puzzle that is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not as if I can just order a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't replace you in the puzzle,in those memories,in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me or text me, I'm still waiting for that reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4312315186450611149?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4312315186450611149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4312315186450611149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4312315186450611149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4312315186450611149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7112107275470981139</id><published>2010-12-04T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:01:51.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My NS life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well I realise it's been a month since I updated my blog,hahaha. Guess I either was too lazy or tired or didnt have time or stuff like that,you know lah:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Uw6q5189kpc" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Watched this movie with Cherie yesterday,fell in love with this song. It's really beautiful and I reccomend this movie for anyone who wants a good laugh and a heart-warming love story:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've been enlisted into the Singapore Police Force. Its been 1month 2weeks,and honestly speaking I'm loving it. Really. In the beginning, during my confinement week, I was tired and exhausted from the training, fed up and angry with all the scoldings and insults from the FI's(Field Instructors) and really,really homesick. I wondered why I even wanted to be a regular officer in this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But now, as I've finished the confinement week and as I start my learning as a police officer, I realise that we must endure pain to see results. I believe that in just 2 weeks, I lost about 2~3kg ! Police training is tough,no joke about that,but must endure. Why? because PAIN IS GOOD! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss my family the most when I'm in there. Although my squad mates are the best and we are like a second family, I will miss home nearly every night. Miss my mother's cooking,watching tv and talking to my dad...hot showers..sigh:( I also miss you guys alot too! Sometimes when polishing boots and got nothing to do, I will wonder what you guys are doing and where you guys are at that moment. Miss all the times we hang out to chill:( But its ok,during the short weekends that I have, I try to get back all these:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well that's all for now. Do feel free to call me at night to chat after 9:30pm hahaha,then I can give you a fully-detailed story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7112107275470981139?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7112107275470981139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7112107275470981139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7112107275470981139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7112107275470981139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-ns-life.html' title='My NS life'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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://img.youtube.com/vi/Uw6q5189kpc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-2691232728014655460</id><published>2010-10-16T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:20:13.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,the O levels kick off in 5 days. Stress is here with me,so is tension. Tiredness somewhere here too. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's new(old) in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've got a letter from the Police Force asking me to go for a medical appointment. I don't know if that means I might have been accepted or not,but shall continue praying hard. I need this job,I really do. I've been working just twice at my old place(once on friday,once more tomorrow) and I am tired. My aunt and dad ask me why am I working when I will probably start a full time job? I've told them that it's just twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,I'm short of money. Real bad. I would also love not to work and just do something I like for a change or study something I want to learn about. But sacrifices must be made for these dreams. I need the money,urgently. It's not that I owe people money,it's just that I am genuinely tired of pulling money from here so it can be spent there only to save it there so that it can be spent somewhere else again. Let's just hope that with a new job,the situation improves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matters of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be honest: no time for this already lah! Haha. There is a girl I am interested in,but I don't have the time nor energy(nor money) to chase after her. And another more bigger problem; I don't know how to start a conversation with her! Yeah,that's right, noisy,talkative can't-shut-up Adnan can't talk to a girl! Hahaha. Sometimes I really wonder what is it that guys do to attract girls to them? Hm.m...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very warm. Weather is horrible. Very tired from last night's shift. So yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2691232728014655460?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2691232728014655460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2691232728014655460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2691232728014655460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2691232728014655460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/10/wellthe-o-levels-kick-off-in-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-8065677147844930417</id><published>2010-10-05T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T17:50:26.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running out of time...</title><content type='html'>Well,its approximately two weeks to go before I sit for my GCE O Levels. And slightly two weeks later, I'll be off to NS. Time flies man:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's new(old) in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I'm trying my best to run every day,study and at the same time cut down on going out. Partly because of study time and partly because I'm low on cash anyway. Maybe it's time to pay my debtors a visit hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it, but recently I seem....more cold. I distance myself from my emotions. I don't know why, but I'm afraid to feel anything. That does'nt mean I've become more mean or anything like that...it just means that I seem to be cut off from feeling emotions. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's said that if you want something badly enough,the entire universe will conspire with you to achieve it. Well right now I just want to get my O's over and done with. I'm really so tired of studying. I just want to do something else for a change. Although I see my friends around me not really enjoying their working lives, I want to stop studying. Or at least take a break from it for abit. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matters of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,for matters of the heart... well so far that space is still empty. Honestly it is,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if any readers are getting any interesting ideas. &lt;/span&gt;I don't know why, but it just seems to remain that way.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I will say that it is not totally hopeless. I do have someone I maybe kinda want to know better. Problem is, I have'nt even been able to add her on Facebook! Hahaha, maybe one step at a time eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally off-topic post, I want to congratulate my dear Qiurui for experiencing the reverse bungee! Hahahahaha! :) oh yeah, couple of birthdays coming up, time to go card-hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-8065677147844930417?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8065677147844930417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8065677147844930417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8065677147844930417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8065677147844930417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/10/running-out-of-time.html' title='Running out of time...'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7445973768928570514</id><published>2010-09-25T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:11:42.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby are you down?</title><content type='html'>Baby are you down down down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the sky is falling down:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, that song is probably going to be a hit 20 years from now. It's a great song:) So after that emo post, I've had quite an emo weekday but so far, this weekend seems alright. Im going hiking tomorrow alone I guess:( Oh well, I can't force people to like hiking,its something that's gotta be liked by yourself. It'll be lonely hiking by myself thorough. It ain't so bad with my MP3 player with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only gonna break break your heart,&lt;br /&gt;break break your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another nice song which might last for another 10 years..? And no, I'm not heartbroken in any sort of way,it's just a nice song! Hahaha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feeling  lonely,might call Cherie for abit. Meeting Qiu tmr at AMK Hub to buy bike gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SPF has'nt called me back yet for regular police officer work. I'm worried:( Dingjie's coming back tonight,welcome back bro! And James, keep on watching Every Singaporean's Son, it's worth it. And I want to watch "How I met your mother"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm going to make that call now,goodnight guys:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7445973768928570514?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7445973768928570514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7445973768928570514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7445973768928570514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7445973768928570514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-are-you-down.html' title='Baby are you down?'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3327835571809622837</id><published>2010-09-21T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T05:09:38.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I've realized I've not really updated for nearly a month. Well no one seems to mind,judging by my chatbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really don't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. How did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do it? It must have been very easy,because it seems that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alright with your life right now. How did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; take me away from your life? Please,tell me. I wish to know that secret too. Because I don't know why till now, even though it's been so long and my feelings have long faded away,I still feel that anguish when I see your Facebook updates. How did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do it,really? How did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cut me,your friends,all of us out of your life so thoroughly without a sense of guilt whatsoever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I agree that now,all of us have many priorities in our lives. I have my O's,possible future career as a police officer and much more. But I still make time for my dear friends. Why? Because I care about them,because I don't want the bonds of friendship which I worked so hard to build to decay and rot away. Because I give a damn whether they're healthy or sick, happy or upset, in love or out of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just left us all. Not only me,but your other two friends. How could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even bear to do it? Yes,I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; trying to start up your own business and it takes lots of effort,time and patience. Yes,your family needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to be their pillar and their source of strength. I can understand. But what about us? Do we really mean so little to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just cast us aside like leaves on the road? When I say I'll be there for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, I do my best to fulfill those words. Do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; think that its jealously that's speaking, you're really sadly mistaken. I'm happy that &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you've &lt;/span&gt;found someone who probably loves &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; more that I did,someone who will stand by your side no matter what. I'm glad that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a reason to smile. But what happened to us? Yes,maybe we were too young,maybe I rushed things,maybe I did many things I shouldn't have. Maybe I should not even bring up the past again. But let me just say this: we've been with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for more than 5 years, he has only been in your life for...2 years or more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made so many memories with us and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; choose to let them all go,for this guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is:all the best to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,because I really have nothing more to say beyond those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for making everyone else read such a long passage. Will update soon with a more lively one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,I'm sure &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3327835571809622837?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3327835571809622837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3327835571809622837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3327835571809622837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3327835571809622837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-ive-realized-ive-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4062852071149619481</id><published>2010-08-12T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:16:06.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sigh,tonight is a bad night for love! Saw two blogs,both girls are down in their love/life! Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I,being the smart ass that I am,thought that its time to update and hopefully,possibly try to cheer em up:) Well...er to be honest,I don't really know what to say,I mean words can only go so far right? And no one likes to read long,dwindling posts with complicated words. So er....I was thinking maybe pictures might help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I went to Google,Yahoo,MSN,Wikipedia and pretty much every search engine I could possibly think of. And I tried to think of something that just might,possibly,kinda send a positive message. But no inspiration. Hmmm.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So Adnan is faced with a problem now. How to tell two girls that its going to be alright? That after the storm will come sunshine,that rainbows form only after the storm's past. How can he tell them to hang on,not to worry because they deserve to smile. Hmm...Adnan indeed is very stressed now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So perhaps I could try to say this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TGPz0nR1XNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/32otEAnH5uI/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TGPz0nR1XNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/32otEAnH5uI/s200/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504511254799408338" 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/1754566715639928221-4062852071149619481?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4062852071149619481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4062852071149619481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4062852071149619481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4062852071149619481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/08/bad-romance.html' title='Bad romance'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TGPz0nR1XNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/32otEAnH5uI/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1978882064565586123</id><published>2010-07-31T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:40:36.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well,that's what she said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I've realised it's been awhile since I gave a personal update,so here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For the past week, Operation Red Octopus was in progress. The exercise commenced on monday and was successfully concluded on Friday. No causalities, package was delivered and the birthday girl was caught unawares. Well done team! Lol:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I recently had a bike accident. It was raining that morning,and I was going down a slope. An 'auntie' was coming up the narrow slope. I had no way to move, and i jam-braked,skidded,flew off my bike and hit a metal pole on my left arm(thank God I didnt dislocate my shoulder). I crashed into the grass patch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the 'auntie' took one look behind and kept on going. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm better now,just a few new scars for the count haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday I went to volunteer at Kevin's event. It was a heritage trail@ Kovan and I was the bus guide. Firstly it was hot hot hot! Not a single cloud in the sky. Could'nt find a white shirt for the event so had to get a striped one,looked weird. And somewhere else in Singapore,another girl was regretting her decision of wearing a long-sleeved shirt....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The first 2 rounds were interesting, I spoke to the local residents and had fun interacting with them. then the remaining three bus rides WERE EMPTY! Apparently some publicity issues,so no one heard that this event was ongoing. But the TP students working on the project really did their best and were professional about it,so hats off to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just finished my latest round of examinations. I aim to get at least 60 for mathematics and sciences,the rest all A1. I gave it my best shot,so we shall see how far that goes along:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Alrighty that's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I just might be falling for you after all. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;"Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;into mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1978882064565586123?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1978882064565586123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1978882064565586123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1978882064565586123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1978882064565586123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/wellthats-what-she-said.html' title='Well,that&apos;s what she said.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4828280622083469908</id><published>2010-07-28T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T06:57:04.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TFA1oTT9waI/AAAAAAAAAOk/taQ_5ILyvFs/s1600/Happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TFA1oTT9waI/AAAAAAAAAOk/taQ_5ILyvFs/s200/Happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498954111514427810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If only happiness was seen this easily eh? We would all stay on that street forever:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4828280622083469908?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4828280622083469908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4828280622083469908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4828280622083469908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4828280622083469908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-only-happiness-was-seen-this-easily.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TFA1oTT9waI/AAAAAAAAAOk/taQ_5ILyvFs/s72-c/Happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-6512556466313282188</id><published>2010-07-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T06:38:04.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkmated.</title><content type='html'>The feeling of winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rush of blood to my head,pumped from my heart as I know my game is beautifully laid out before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge that I am in control of the board,that my moves determine my opponent's defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that my opponent is opposite me panicking and wondering what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure in knowing that finally,I can take him and earn that win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sudden defensive move,unexpected and disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sinking feeling you get when your defense is totally penetrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad, maybe resigned feeling you get when you know that you're going to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibility of drawing if your opponent decides to be a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6512556466313282188?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6512556466313282188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6512556466313282188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6512556466313282188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6512556466313282188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/checkmated.html' title='Checkmated.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3485565461645000505</id><published>2010-07-19T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:42:26.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERWH97kU6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/G2jwmO1hPMs/s1600/Rockstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERWH97kU6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/G2jwmO1hPMs/s200/Rockstar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495612140182328226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You rock! Rock on! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make this world yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3485565461645000505?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3485565461645000505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3485565461645000505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3485565461645000505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3485565461645000505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-rock-rock-on-make-this-world-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERWH97kU6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/G2jwmO1hPMs/s72-c/Rockstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-8606126112378988483</id><published>2010-07-19T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:37:37.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS6-aA7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QRI7-DNpJyA/s1600/Cloudburst10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS6-aA7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QRI7-DNpJyA/s200/Cloudburst10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495608618436848914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ever felt that sometimes life hurts too much, like the whole world around you is falling apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Felt like you could'nt trust anyone,because it's just not safe to do that anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Never been able to express your true feelings for fear of an unwanted reaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Well I've got news if you do feel like that. It's perfectly normal. At a point of our lives, we all reach an all time low, which we feel that we can never get up and walk again after that. That perhaps all our lives led to this moment in which we fell and cried so hard that we can't get up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But hey. That's life. It's very simple to say these two words just like that,and expect an instant cure. Life does'nt work that way. Everything you do, everything you've ever done, has an impact on you. The question is if you actually feel it now or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS763_oQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hCwJMnmCCYg/s1600/Footsteps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS763_oQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/hCwJMnmCCYg/s200/Footsteps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495608634668720386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So don't despair. Like baby turtles,take small,baby steps till you can stand. You will fall,and it will hurt. But you can stand up again and keep walking. Because after each fall you know you can survive,you will survive to take the next step. Because you are special,unique and beautiful no matter what anyone says. Because you exist for a reason,that you'll probably spend the rest of your life finding out why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS7TBpRMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9mRuXHMKOT0/s1600/horse-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS7TBpRMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9mRuXHMKOT0/s200/horse-beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495608623971779778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So run free. Be strong,life's not done with you yet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS7th0M7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/682BI3J5OdE/s1600/Cat+with+spoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS7th0M7I/AAAAAAAAAOM/682BI3J5OdE/s200/Cat+with+spoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495608631086035890" 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/1754566715639928221-8606126112378988483?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8606126112378988483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8606126112378988483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8606126112378988483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8606126112378988483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/ever-felt-that-sometimes-life-hurts-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TERS6-aA7RI/AAAAAAAAAN8/QRI7-DNpJyA/s72-c/Cloudburst10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-8743141499719477146</id><published>2010-07-14T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:04:22.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep smiling,keep keep smiling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TD2FpuubbEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NUSmEMsz3_o/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TD2FpuubbEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NUSmEMsz3_o/s200/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493694072425770050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because the sun is shining today. Because you woke up and you were not late for class. Because today the bus was fast,smelled nice and was empty. Because today you were given a pleasant surprise by your friends/classmates/work colleagues and that made you very happy.Because your favourite song was played on the radio today. Because someone complimented on your new dress/jeans/hairstyle. Because you saw a baby smiling beautifully at you. Because some hot guy/girl waved at you. Because you received a phone call you've been expecting for a long,long time. Because someone close to your heart sent you a text message telling you how much they love you and want you in their lives always. Because you liked this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I could go on,but I think you see the point here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;because you definitely will be more beautiful both on the outside and inside. Never let this world get to you. Its like a game,the longer you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and tell yourself "Hey this is not so bad, I can do this!" the more points you get. At the end of the day,if the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;remains you win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So just keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;keep keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~For those who need this special mini-cheer up boost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-8743141499719477146?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8743141499719477146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8743141499719477146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8743141499719477146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8743141499719477146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/keep-smilingkeep-keep-smiling.html' title='Keep smiling,keep keep smiling!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TD2FpuubbEI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NUSmEMsz3_o/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1936747763835411261</id><published>2010-07-03T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:13:38.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TC_t2RxWdRI/AAAAAAAAANs/OpezA5-fFsI/s1600/love-wallpaper26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TC_t2RxWdRI/AAAAAAAAANs/OpezA5-fFsI/s200/love-wallpaper26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489867987527038226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really liked this picture! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1936747763835411261?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1936747763835411261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1936747763835411261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1936747763835411261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1936747763835411261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/TC_t2RxWdRI/AAAAAAAAANs/OpezA5-fFsI/s72-c/love-wallpaper26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-4638491427418728232</id><published>2010-05-29T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:58:49.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It aint about how hard you hit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IlNAEJlwvg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9IlNAEJlwvg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky's speech to his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be inspired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4638491427418728232?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4638491427418728232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4638491427418728232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4638491427418728232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4638491427418728232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-aint-about-how-hard-you-hit.html' title='It aint about how hard you hit.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3603845832789105367</id><published>2010-05-25T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T03:33:28.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The track of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_umNPgUZLI/AAAAAAAAANk/0vwnLXrMxE8/s1600/track.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_umNPgUZLI/AAAAAAAAANk/0vwnLXrMxE8/s200/track.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475152518429566130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like this track.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to lead and come first?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be in the middle of the pack,not really leading but not lagging behind&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be at the end,because you simply cant be bothered to give it your best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is what is on the tables for me. This is my decision and mine alone. Night after night my dad asks me, do I want to screw up again? Day after day I ask myself,am I doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I started running this track of life, I took it at full speed,confidant that I could beat this thing. Now I'm midway,struggling to keep up the speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I should be in the middle, I want to lead. So it just means I have to put in alot more speed and cover that distance. I want to get those O's and I want to make my dad rest. So this is simply what I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run,just run. As fast as you can. As hard as you can. Because when you finished life, what position do you want to be in?&lt;br /&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/1754566715639928221-3603845832789105367?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3603845832789105367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3603845832789105367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3603845832789105367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3603845832789105367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/05/track-of-life.html' title='The track of life'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_umNPgUZLI/AAAAAAAAANk/0vwnLXrMxE8/s72-c/track.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-2943266371831918766</id><published>2010-05-17T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T02:10:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_EGyE1omtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2dl8v5K0BlQ/s1600/Bottle+filled+with+stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_EGyE1omtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2dl8v5K0BlQ/s200/Bottle+filled+with+stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472162479593790162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You meet all kinds of people in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some are really beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some really want to get hit so badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some leave a short but sweet memory with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some leave nothing but bad words and horrible deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some just seem to understand you without trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So we need to collect those people,the stars in our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And keep them in a place of love and joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So that they'll never escape back into the heavens and leave you weeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Treasure all that there is in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because once a moment, item or person passes you by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He wont return no matter how hard you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So thank you,all those wonderful people in my life who have made my life worth living. Thank you for reminding me what I'm living for, and what I have to lose if you guys disappear from my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/1754566715639928221-2943266371831918766?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2943266371831918766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2943266371831918766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2943266371831918766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2943266371831918766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-meet-all-kinds-of-people-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S_EGyE1omtI/AAAAAAAAANc/2dl8v5K0BlQ/s72-c/Bottle+filled+with+stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-2839150698405057044</id><published>2010-05-05T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T04:21:00.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S-FUOaHlXkI/AAAAAAAAANU/Xo2PWA2LMXc/s1600/frustrated-man1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S-FUOaHlXkI/AAAAAAAAANU/Xo2PWA2LMXc/s200/frustrated-man1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467744029110525506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just dont want to think,to react or know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;because honestly you just dont respect my opinion as an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You care,I get it. Its just that you have a funny way of showing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please,just let me be. I just dont want to bother right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2839150698405057044?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2839150698405057044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2839150698405057044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2839150698405057044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2839150698405057044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/05/very-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S-FUOaHlXkI/AAAAAAAAANU/Xo2PWA2LMXc/s72-c/frustrated-man1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1103652498789472035</id><published>2010-04-29T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:26:52.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So what now?</title><content type='html'>So what do I do now? NS wont grant me deferment(its already been 9 days waiting),and my good old dad thinks I'm fucking lazy because I want to do a private diploma part-time in NS. He thinks I'm taking the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I am. Because I feel like a fucking idiot repeating my O levels for the goddam fourth time. Because everytime I look at my freaking textbooks and work, I resent myself because I feel like a failure that simply cant move on from this O level shit.When all my classmates ask me why am I repeating my steps,I ask myself FUCKING WHY TOO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,I feel like some loser who simply is stuck here and there. My dad is taking out over 3k just for me to re-take my O's. You think I dont appreciate that? That is alot of goddam money right there! He thinks that I'm taking this lightly,WELL I SURE AS FUCK DONT THINK SO! I want to give him those grades. But how do you expect me to study 5 topics during NS? And then there's MATHS! YOU KNOW I'M A GODDAM SCREW-UP WHEN I STUDY MATHS,YET YOU STILL WANT ME TO STUDY IT DURING NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and my aunt want me to retake my O's. I know,I know,the majority of students in Poly are O level grads. And yes,it is the best way if I want to end up there. But FUCK IT! I'm really so done with studying just to get some diploma. I'm just fed up of circling and circling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should clarify that my dad does'nt think I'm lazy doing a part time dip. He just thinks its the easy way out. Well let me just say this: Is studying during NS easy? Thats what I want to do,to save time and at least do something with my education while in NS. He has considered this option,but he STILL FEELS THAT O LEVELS ARE THE ONLY WAY TO A DIPLOMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know what to do. And honestly,fuck it. So what if I dont make it and dont get a diploma? Just fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1103652498789472035?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1103652498789472035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1103652498789472035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1103652498789472035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1103652498789472035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-what-now.html' title='So what now?'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4538572973325563087</id><published>2010-04-13T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:27:41.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just some beautiful photos from the Net:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9gXNhHXI/AAAAAAAAANM/oLGImy1pvPA/s1600/smilingbabies03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9gXNhHXI/AAAAAAAAANM/oLGImy1pvPA/s200/smilingbabies03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461034018103434610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Newborn baby: Reminds us of the innocence we once had:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9f0hz86I/AAAAAAAAANE/jn7SrJ-fw20/s1600/peregrine.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9f0hz86I/AAAAAAAAANE/jn7SrJ-fw20/s200/peregrine.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461034008793314210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Peregrine Falcon: One of the most beautiful animals alive and my favourite bird:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9freEADI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5WDtL6PDNj4/s1600/oceans-519034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9freEADI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5WDtL6PDNj4/s200/oceans-519034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461034006361669682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Deep sea fish: Sadly,scientists estimate that by 2040, all these powerful elegant fish will be extinct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9fFO90KI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Kee8zeLf1Oc/s1600/oceans-2009-10778-1111344654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9fFO90KI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Kee8zeLf1Oc/s200/oceans-2009-10778-1111344654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461033996097802402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Great white shark: The tiger of the seas. If you see him this close,time to start praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9ejqmYTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AbqIjyZL0w0/s1600/3291falcon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9ejqmYTI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AbqIjyZL0w0/s200/3291falcon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461033987086901554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;F-16 Fighting Falcon: One of the most agile and versatile fighter planes ever made. Never, never try to outrun this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4538572973325563087?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4538572973325563087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4538572973325563087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4538572973325563087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4538572973325563087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-beautiful-photos-from-net.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8l9gXNhHXI/AAAAAAAAANM/oLGImy1pvPA/s72-c/smilingbabies03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-7543504480842050841</id><published>2010-04-10T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:24:28.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threads of love, threads of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8CU2G19RuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4Sl3DPtyiGU/s1600/redthread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8CU2G19RuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4Sl3DPtyiGU/s200/redthread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458526405643814626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Threads of love,threads of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've always believed that we are all linked. Somewhere,someone,somehow. If we actually trace our links,we all know each other via a friend,family member or neighbours. If we're destined to meet,our threads will lead us to one another. It may get tangled or stretched,but it will never break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I'm believing that my thread is linked to yours,my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7543504480842050841?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7543504480842050841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7543504480842050841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7543504480842050841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7543504480842050841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/04/threads-of-love-threads-of-life.html' title='Threads of love, threads of life.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S8CU2G19RuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4Sl3DPtyiGU/s72-c/redthread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-5863496593999068538</id><published>2010-04-06T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T05:34:33.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7snfmRPI0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m3Q111yOwWE/s1600/1054174086_rn20lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7snfmRPI0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m3Q111yOwWE/s200/1054174086_rn20lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456998797291758402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As the beautiful rose petals spread across the sky, I recall to mind the first time I heard your laughter. Like this picture,full of life and love. It is but a brief moment frozen in time,yet it remains clearly etched in my mind. For in that moment I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; you,in all your beauty and happiness, and liked what I saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7sm-cYyuVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LhtALcRVMlo/s1600/northernlights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7sm-cYyuVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LhtALcRVMlo/s200/northernlights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456998227703413074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Like the softest breath of spring,you came unknowingly and unwittingly into my life. Like the Aurora Borealis, you came and went in a flash, leaving behind only a frozen portion in time for me to keep as a memory. As it is with everything beautiful, you paused only to light up my life for a few moments,then faded away leaving me behind in the gathering darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7spoeYgJOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Lhee7PCHKoc/s1600/tundra%40night.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7spoeYgJOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Lhee7PCHKoc/s200/tundra%40night.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457001148816827618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In this dark, frozen wasteland, I walk, lost and cold. With only memories of you, I am able to see some light, a glimmer of hope that not all is lost. But this wasteland is harsh, and without your presence I might not survive to see your dance in the night sky again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5863496593999068538?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5863496593999068538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5863496593999068538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5863496593999068538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5863496593999068538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7snfmRPI0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/m3Q111yOwWE/s72-c/1054174086_rn20lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1680055749690784476</id><published>2010-03-31T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:13:20.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im all out of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7NVSdKUlcI/AAAAAAAAALs/XNk8iVVb4s4/s1600/heartbroken-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7NVSdKUlcI/AAAAAAAAALs/XNk8iVVb4s4/s200/heartbroken-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454797349229729218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know you were right,believing for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm all out of love, what am I without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It cant be too late to say I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;These words have been my lines for the past 4 days. I dont know why I always seem to fall for all the wrong girls. I guess maybe I am in a hurry, that is the impression I give people. But its not true, I'm in no hurry to get into an relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its just that it sucks when your in a situation of unrequited love. For those who don't know what that means, there is a simple,amusing cartoon below showing an example. Right now, I don't want to know what's the right thing I should do or the wrong thing I should avoid. Right now, I don't want to care about what's happening around me because I feel so painful inside. And that pain is there whenever I let my guard down,when I happen to be on Facebook and I look at her picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This pain is caused by my refusal to accept the fact that I like this girl alot. I have to be stern with my heart, because I know that its just not possible. For those who think that I'm jumping to conclusions, call me and within an hour I'll convince you otherwise. I have to be firm in my decision that I took last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm human too. I fall too. I just don't have the strength to keep on denying to my heart that I don't have feelings for her. I just...want to let it all go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love is something special,for everyone. I see many examples of it daily around me, in the acts and people around me. For me however...I just want that remaining piece to complete my life. Thats all I ask for. Can you grant me that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7NVRnGnEfI/AAAAAAAAALk/0HMjvtKAMxE/s1600/chickenunrequited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7NVRnGnEfI/AAAAAAAAALk/0HMjvtKAMxE/s200/chickenunrequited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454797334718648818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1680055749690784476?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1680055749690784476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1680055749690784476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1680055749690784476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1680055749690784476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-all-out-of-love.html' title='Im all out of love'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S7NVSdKUlcI/AAAAAAAAALs/XNk8iVVb4s4/s72-c/heartbroken-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-3707788353577291605</id><published>2010-03-22T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T05:41:26.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you say nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuJrEBtmM1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AuJrEBtmM1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really missing you right now. You're all thats on my mind right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3707788353577291605?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3707788353577291605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3707788353577291605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3707788353577291605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3707788353577291605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-say-nothing-at-all.html' title='When you say nothing at all'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7329603813487417880</id><published>2010-03-15T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T05:02:17.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54f_-ijaHI/AAAAAAAAALc/uVg0H18eSLs/s1600-h/forgive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54f_-ijaHI/AAAAAAAAALc/uVg0H18eSLs/s200/forgive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448827783145023602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Erase all doubts from my heart and fill it with love instead?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make me realise that my dream has come true?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realise that I am deeply,unforgivably in love with you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be at my side even if I falter?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stand by me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiss me just once, so that I may live for those moments to pass again?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold me, so that I know I will never leave your arms willingly?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touch me, so that I yearn for every small gesture from you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold my hand infront of your friends, and proudly tell them that I'm yours?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Devote yourself to me, so that I may do the same?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wipe away those tears, and tell me not to waste them because it hurts you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a moonlight stroll with me on the beach?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trust me even if you know that you're in danger?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lean on me, so that we may be one in body,spirit and heart?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7329603813487417880?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7329603813487417880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7329603813487417880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7329603813487417880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7329603813487417880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/would-you.html' title='Would you?'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54f_-ijaHI/AAAAAAAAALc/uVg0H18eSLs/s72-c/forgive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-8099702132472580012</id><published>2010-03-15T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:48:28.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54Z9p74aPI/AAAAAAAAALU/foNLR93Toa8/s1600-h/Adnan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54Z9p74aPI/AAAAAAAAALU/foNLR93Toa8/s200/Adnan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448821146184607986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would be better to just let go hmm?&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye,never say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm listening to "Because I'm stupid" so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like there is a void between me and everyone else. like whenever I try to make this strange joke, everyone looks at me with that "wtf" expression. I guess only&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Можете&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would be able to understand it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I still have'nt found&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Voit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yet. I search, I keep my heart open when im meeting new people or friends, but it seems like none of them have actually knocked on my heart's door or broke it down yet:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Sie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to know that I will be waiting. No matter how long,or how far, I will wait for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Because I know that when&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;당신&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;comes along, it'll be worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,tell my aching heart that. Give me the strength and courage and patience that I really really need now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple person who wants a simple love story with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jūs&lt;/span&gt;. I guess its me hoping that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Você está&lt;/span&gt; the one for me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-8099702132472580012?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8099702132472580012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8099702132472580012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8099702132472580012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8099702132472580012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-guess-it-would-be-better-to-just-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S54Z9p74aPI/AAAAAAAAALU/foNLR93Toa8/s72-c/Adnan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-8588277961214634621</id><published>2010-03-14T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:06:56.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting on a fence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5z7JLFirRI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEsaLlkcXlE/s1600-h/Fence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5z7JLFirRI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEsaLlkcXlE/s200/Fence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448505784224886034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,Im sitting on a fence here. I think she's funny and fun. But I dont really know her. But I think she's nice. She seems to be a bag of laughs. But do I like her?&lt;br /&gt;As good company,yeah I do:) As someone to laugh with and at,yes I do. As for love....I cant tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-8588277961214634621?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8588277961214634621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8588277961214634621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8588277961214634621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8588277961214634621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/sitting-on-fence.html' title='Sitting on a fence'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5z7JLFirRI/AAAAAAAAALM/fEsaLlkcXlE/s72-c/Fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-4939338705938988612</id><published>2010-03-10T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:23:46.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These lovely ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3Ln1ndKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jLBMNoMcyWo/s1600-h/Joyce+Teo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3Ln1ndKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jLBMNoMcyWo/s200/Joyce+Teo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447023684628214946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3MbuiB9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Kw3gClMil7s/s1600-h/Veronica+Gina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3MbuiB9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Kw3gClMil7s/s200/Veronica+Gina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447023698557142994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3LDgTtyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/mOwh3TzOclo/s1600-h/Ng+Wanqi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3LDgTtyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/mOwh3TzOclo/s200/Ng+Wanqi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447023674875164450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3KRPZfOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3bSRFqguX_k/s1600-h/Cherie+Neo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3KRPZfOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3bSRFqguX_k/s200/Cherie+Neo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447023661382466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3J7DGwKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CFO3G_hp1zo/s1600-h/Aw+Qiurui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3J7DGwKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CFO3G_hp1zo/s200/Aw+Qiurui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447023655425327266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;These great gentleman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4CYjSZ1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/tc65-LN1S4s/s1600-h/Xin+Sheng,+Cedric+and+Andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4CYjSZ1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/tc65-LN1S4s/s200/Xin+Sheng,+Cedric+and+Andy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447024625417611090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4BsD9N0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/k9hw9WJGohg/s1600-h/Alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4BsD9N0I/AAAAAAAAAKc/k9hw9WJGohg/s200/Alex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447024613475039042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e5PASfmwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8EQWY7feLM4/s1600-h/Arif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e5PASfmwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8EQWY7feLM4/s200/Arif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447025941754649346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e5PjqYkzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/g2G91Scybq4/s1600-h/Wan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e5PjqYkzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/g2G91Scybq4/s200/Wan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447025951250092850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4ZxJPp3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/R4TZn7PT9_4/s1600-h/Lawerence+Teo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e4ZxJPp3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/R4TZn7PT9_4/s200/Lawerence+Teo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447025027156256626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends,we have reached the end of the road here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an ITE graduate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be many,many things I will miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many people,events,classes and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise now,that I really really dont want to let go of these moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, all good things come to an end eventually right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who is resistant to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, I must adapt or be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,here are the pictures of those people who will stay on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4939338705938988612?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4939338705938988612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4939338705938988612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4939338705938988612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4939338705938988612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S5e3Ln1ndKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jLBMNoMcyWo/s72-c/Joyce+Teo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-3998070075435755583</id><published>2010-03-04T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T05:47:59.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQNhGSVcWTU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQNhGSVcWTU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been covered many times, but the original is still the best:) Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3998070075435755583?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3998070075435755583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3998070075435755583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3998070075435755583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3998070075435755583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-song-has-been-covered-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-883726548346026322</id><published>2010-02-28T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:25:41.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine, if you will...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Imagine, if you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the Earth is but a bubble of blue and green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That it is like a glass that which you can gaze out of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That its surface is more polished than diamond,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That its possible to travel out of this bubble unaided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, if you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That space is actually not as empty as imagined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That there is air, and the air flows like currents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like solar wind, like rays streaking across the empty reaches of space...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That its possible to breathe without oxygen apparatus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, if you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That there are giant whales, large,solemn and magnificent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That they glide through and pass our little bubble, like cars in busy traffic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That they ate unique smaller organisms and because of this,they grew and glowed like beacons of light in the choking darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That when you look at them, you are silenced into awe. You know that we are not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine, if you will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sailors, with weatherbeaten faces and scars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With grim faces, and eyes showing a kind,warm soul within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That they sail through the universe, passing by our little marble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That we,ultimately, have so much to look for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, imagine if you will:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me 15mins to come up with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-883726548346026322?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/883726548346026322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=883726548346026322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/883726548346026322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/883726548346026322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/02/imagine-if-you-will.html' title='Imagine, if you will...'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5922508338655379406</id><published>2010-02-22T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:04:41.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So yeah....</title><content type='html'>Well, by my count, around 15 days to the first paper on March 8, which is AA2 (Advanced Accounting 2) and Auditing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol:) So here I am at home, supposedly studying when I'm actually blogging. I dont think I'm gonna get down to work till say, 1pm? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I already told my CA (class adviser) that I'd be taking unofficial leave. But I totally forgot to inform Qiu, because I'm really too absent minded. So yeah,this morning, she was kind of...pissed with me. Im sorry Qiu, really:( I know my absent-mindness is not an excuse,but I still use it anw:)&lt;br /&gt;Many many sorrys Qiu:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm just writing. Some members of my family dont think its a wise idea for me to sign on the Police Scholorship. But I just think that I really could use that money,and can contribute a little bit to help my dad out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I really,really want to get now:&lt;br /&gt;-Backpack for jungle trekking&lt;br /&gt;-Jigsaw puzzle :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;-Knife and first-aid kit&lt;br /&gt;-Sign up for that piano course at Alex's school of music&lt;br /&gt;-Many many more to come along....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5922508338655379406?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5922508338655379406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5922508338655379406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5922508338655379406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5922508338655379406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-yeah.html' title='So yeah....'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6179928788591553672</id><published>2010-02-11T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:57:41.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The time now is 4:50am. I dont know why am I not in bed. Even when all my most hardcore staying up friends are already snoring by now, I cant sleep. I am tired,exhausted, but my brain is running at full power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you cant stop everything from happening. When you look back, and think that maybe if I had done this and that,this would not have happened. No use. If it was meant to happen,then it would. No point worrying about what you could have done when its already happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its for the best,who knows, perhaps that there is a reason for this happening. I always believed in that,that there is a reason behind every meeting, every conversation,every part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I guess all I can do is head back to bed,and hopefully fall asleep for at least 2 hours more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I promised myself I'll just stand back and watch,but how can I? When you are about to make this mistake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6179928788591553672?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6179928788591553672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6179928788591553672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6179928788591553672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6179928788591553672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-now-is-450am.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-32066122781345107</id><published>2010-02-10T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:17:02.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This love game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's getting out of bed at half past ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She starts to comb her hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She looks at her reflection off the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Why do we care at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That's hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dont hide out inside yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you'll only let the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Shine on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I promise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When the lights go out at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When you're feeling lost inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When your world is falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will be the one around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's waiting for the bus, its twelve fifty nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's sitting on her own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's looking at the people passing her by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It could be you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They would never dream of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Slowing down to see if she's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dont hide out inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;If you'll only let the sun&lt;br /&gt;Shine on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I promise you&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go out at night&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling lost inside&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;When your world is falling down&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one around&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm hurting,I'm hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's hurting, She's hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When the lights go out at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When you're feeling lost inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When your world is falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will be the one around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                            &lt;em&gt; Dedicated to Qiurui:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-32066122781345107?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/32066122781345107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=32066122781345107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/32066122781345107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/32066122781345107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-love-game.html' title='This love game'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1954696799677053402</id><published>2010-02-10T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:04:20.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This little thing called love</title><content type='html'>Many many loves everyone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Qiurui for that line haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear readers, chinese new year, as well as Valentine's day is coming up! Hmm two big events on one day. Dear dear me. There seems to be alot of planning and money that needs to be spent to make that day succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, as yet , I have not found that special one. So I'll be spending Valentine's alone again. Its alright, I like to think its fine because its just not my luck that she has'nt entered my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might say its because I have'nt got the guts to tell a girl that I like her. And they are correct. Because everytime I try to take that one step forward,those three words that cannot be mistaken as words of friendship, girls will take 2 steps back. Really, you should see them. I understand that they do not feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey... its Valentine's day:) Not a day to weep over unrequited love (that I'll do in private). I want you guys to be happy reading this post. So change of topic time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys guys guys,what have you gotten for your dear ones?&lt;br /&gt;Not a ring, necklane or roses I hope,&lt;br /&gt;Because they may be beautiful for this day&lt;br /&gt;And for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to truly capture a lady's heart,&lt;br /&gt;Need not diamonds nor roses (through they certainly help!)&lt;br /&gt;But strength of character&lt;br /&gt;And promise of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies ladies ladies, you are not forgotten&lt;br /&gt;They say that diamonds are a women's best friend&lt;br /&gt;And indeed I've seen enough to agree with&lt;br /&gt;That diamonds are forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after this night of passionate words and fine dining and clothes&lt;br /&gt;Of lovingly presented roses and chocolates&lt;br /&gt;We really want to hear this:&lt;br /&gt;What time shall we meet tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Romeo and his Juliet&lt;br /&gt;St. Valentine has created a special night for you&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to&lt;br /&gt;still love each other in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Shayne Ward's No Promises. Its really a reminder that no matter how romantic,senstive and kind the person is, after the night there really is no promise what happens next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1954696799677053402?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1954696799677053402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1954696799677053402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1954696799677053402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1954696799677053402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-little-thing-called-love.html' title='This little thing called love'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2865547744559093071</id><published>2010-01-27T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T05:14:31.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken pox,cashflow statements and a violent lamb.</title><content type='html'>Ok that last part of the title was not relevant to this post,but I kinda liked it so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am afraid that I have very bad news to report my dear readers. Two of the people whom I know very well, Mr Cai Dingjie and Ms. Siti Masturah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARE DOWN WITH CHICKEN POX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My total and absolute sympathy to the both of them. Seriously, because I havent been infected by it before,so I really hope for the best for them. Get well soon guys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, to my horror,my teacher announced that cashflow statements and cash budgeting &lt;strong&gt;WILL be tested in the final paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so used to learning a particular topic, doing lots of practice for it,them throwing away the notes after the papers! Sigh. Thank God really, that this time I was too lazy to do so, but now I gotta try to remember these subjects. Oh well should be lots of practice time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, for all those interested in applying for Poly courses, the Joint Poly Admissions Exercise (JPAE) will be carried out from 8 Feb-12 Feb 4pm. So guys dont miss it:) All the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2865547744559093071?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2865547744559093071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2865547744559093071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2865547744559093071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2865547744559093071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/01/chicken-poxcashflow-statements-and.html' title='Chicken pox,cashflow statements and a violent lamb.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3184921856296243434</id><published>2010-01-22T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:47:53.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the beach</title><content type='html'>So yeah my phone died awhile ago,for those of you who didnt know. The story goes like that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I was out with my dad. As we were out the whole evening, my phone was quiet. No messages,no calls. That was not unusual. What was unusual was when I got home, the phone was super super hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly flipped the phone open,the display was dead. I opened up the back and popped the battery and left it on the table to cool off. When I felt it wasnt cooling down fast enough, I put everything into the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know, you're not supposed to do that...But hey,I was desparate:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,in conclusion, my phone is resting in peace now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S1pU-E2Er2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4umpJDOfelY/s1600-h/beaches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429745726177718114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S1pU-E2Er2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4umpJDOfelY/s200/beaches.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the beach:( Miss the pounding winds,the rushing surf,the long blue bay.&lt;br /&gt;So would someone be a darling,&lt;br /&gt;And organise a beach outing for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3184921856296243434?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3184921856296243434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3184921856296243434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3184921856296243434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3184921856296243434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/01/missing-beach.html' title='Missing the beach'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/S1pU-E2Er2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4umpJDOfelY/s72-c/beaches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-887256213809670637</id><published>2010-01-20T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T03:50:40.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update time!</title><content type='html'>Well guys its my usual update time today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sunsets. I think they're beautiful,because its the last moment of daylight for the day,and its the most beautiful time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I went for my ear-syringing appointment at the polyclinic. The doctor was a nice,jovial kind who spent the next 25mins injecting about 1.5L of water into my left ear. Lol. Thats because despite me dropping ear oil to soften the wax,it was so stubborn and it refused to budge!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess time and lots of water eventually won the battle haha. So my left ear is finally clear! And my right one had some "renovations" too to improve the "ahem" acoustic qualities of the ear and to better enhance the capture of sound waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well moving on...Qiurui has found a new job,which starts today. Wishing you all the best dear Qiu! :) I,too will be working pretty pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS is coming up! This year will be an important year for me,because it will determine what I'll be doing for the next 10 years at least. My career as a Police Officier looks pretty solid so far,haha,and yeah will let you all know what going on about it in a future post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and relationships. Well,to be honest, right now there is no one on my mind. Several people might be mistaken that I've fallen for someone,but I havent,actually. I realise now, that perhaps I havent really met the girl I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, yesterday night I ran thru a mental list of all the girls I ever had feelings for and I came up with one common thing: all of them had some quality,or factor that drew me to them. So I realised that till today, I havent found a person that I truly,deeply loved. Even &lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;,whom I liked for more than 6 years, it was actually a buildup of feelings. Today, I dont love &lt;strong&gt;Her &lt;/strong&gt;anymore,and to be honest she's quickly becoming less of a friend daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I gotta wait by the corner with roses and chocolates,and hope that you,my love come around the corner smiling at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-887256213809670637?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/887256213809670637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=887256213809670637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/887256213809670637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/887256213809670637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-time.html' title='Update time!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1812167502332225351</id><published>2010-01-07T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:17:41.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft,slowly,gently</title><content type='html'>I just thought I'll put up these three poems. They were NOT written by me,but they're beautiful. Enjoy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He wishes for the cloths of heavan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Had I the heavan's embroided cloths,&lt;br /&gt;Enwrought with gold and silver light,&lt;br /&gt;The blue and the dim and the dark cloths,&lt;br /&gt;Of night and day and the half-light,&lt;br /&gt;I would spread the cloths under your feet;&lt;br /&gt;But I,being poor,have only my dreams;&lt;br /&gt;Tread lightly because you tread on my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.B Yeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Maybe I believe him,maybe not&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can love him,maybe not&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the wind on the prairie&lt;br /&gt;The wind on the sea,maybe&lt;br /&gt;Somebody,someone,maybe,can tell&lt;br /&gt;I will lay my head on his shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And when he asks me I will say yes,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sharing one umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We have to hold each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Round the waist to keep together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You ask me why I'm smiling-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its because I'm thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I want it to rain forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;                                                      Vicki Feaver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1812167502332225351?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1812167502332225351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1812167502332225351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1812167502332225351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1812167502332225351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/01/softslowlygently.html' title='Soft,slowly,gently'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5615584458723712588</id><published>2010-01-07T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:04:28.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats why you go away....</title><content type='html'>So yeah guys updating in progess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I decided to do up a list of names, see if I have a complete list of friends from A-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Aaron Tan,Aaron Poh,Alex&lt;br /&gt;B-&lt;br /&gt;C-Cherie Neo&lt;br /&gt;D-Dingjie&lt;br /&gt;E-&lt;br /&gt;F-&lt;br /&gt;G- Grace Han En&lt;br /&gt;H-Hadi&lt;br /&gt;I- Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;J-Joyce,Jade,June,Jason&lt;br /&gt;K-Khairunnisa,&lt;br /&gt;L-&lt;br /&gt;M-Masturah,Meiyun,Meng Yuan&lt;br /&gt;N-&lt;br /&gt;O-&lt;br /&gt;P-&lt;br /&gt;Q-Qiurui&lt;br /&gt;R-Russell&lt;br /&gt;S-&lt;br /&gt;T-&lt;br /&gt;U-&lt;br /&gt;V-&lt;br /&gt;W-&lt;br /&gt;X-&lt;br /&gt;Y-Yuru, Yaode&lt;br /&gt;Z-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so lets see those are all I can remember so far. Do tag me if I've forgotten your name,and I'll be sure to add you inside the list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5615584458723712588?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5615584458723712588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5615584458723712588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5615584458723712588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5615584458723712588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2010/01/thats-why-you-go-away.html' title='Thats why you go away....'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6011879194409672695</id><published>2009-12-31T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:24:16.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple prayer</title><content type='html'>Happy 2010 everyone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll just like to say a simple prayer for everyone reading this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let babies be born in 2010&lt;br /&gt;And let them be blessed&lt;br /&gt;Let kids grow up and learn the ways of the world&lt;br /&gt;And let them learn the ways to save it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let all those in love&lt;br /&gt;stay in love and treasure each other&lt;br /&gt;Let those who cant find love&lt;br /&gt;Find their reason for being alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let those who are ill,injured or broke&lt;br /&gt;The strength to get up and pull through&lt;br /&gt;Let those who dont believe in themselves&lt;br /&gt;Realise how special and important they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be food and water for every table&lt;br /&gt;Let be plenty of sunlight,warmth and love&lt;br /&gt;Let every person remember the year in their unique way&lt;br /&gt;Let it be a good 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6011879194409672695?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6011879194409672695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6011879194409672695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6011879194409672695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6011879194409672695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/12/simple-prayer.html' title='A simple prayer'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2946638777961502419</id><published>2009-12-29T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T06:59:52.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year 2009</title><content type='html'>Well this is the post I will make before my birthday tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the year comes to a close, my birthday approaches. After waiting 363 days, I get to be the same age as my friends in the same age group for just one day. Haha. To be honest I feel like a leap year baby,but at least my birthday comes every year,not once in every 5:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009. The year before 2010. What can I say about this year? They say its not possible to remember every single that happened to you,and its true I dont really remember what happened in detail. But this is my 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the year off knowing it was my 2nd year in ITE College East. I was also "asked" to retake my Mathematics O levels again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in hours into my Student Seminer project with my team,and we paid off by scoring top everywhere. I want to thank all of you guys for the hard work and sacrificing your personal and school time to deliver the project at our expected standard and beyond. Through we didnt manage to showcase it, I have no doubt it would've been a success,and if I had to do it all over again with you guys, I would:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone special at the Student Seminar. Through I fell in love with her at first sight, I now realise it is not possible between the both of us. Because she has her own principles and beliefs,which I respect, and mine. So the best I can hope for is friendship,which is fine too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became closer to a friend,and I thought it was the beginning of love. She was nice and I liked her company and attitude. It seems too early to tell if there might be something between us, but I shall wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the year single,and I'm ending the year single haha. To be honest, I am happy. Althought I have'nt met her yet, I've been thru quite abit at the dating game and to be honest, it is NOT easy at all. I always thought relationships are easy to maintain as all you need is good communication with your partner. But after trying my hand at dating,and seeing the couples around me as a live example, you need the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience: Always let your partner explain their actions. Never rush them or they might end up feeling pressured or worse,they might end up lying to stop you from being angry. As a good friend once sent me this message: The reason your partner lies to you,is because you didnt give him enough space to tell the truth! Interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise: We are all humans. We all have our needs and preferances. I've seen partners who totally give way to their opposites because they want to see them happy. Although it is a delicate situation, I believe that it is win-win for both parties,because one is happy with the arrangements and the other is happy that everything is going well. So to all my couple friends,dont take it for granted! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endurance: To last in a relationship, endurance is needed. to travel daily to meet the person,to have meals and make dates and book places and tickets and food and drinks and having to put with their mood swings and attitudes. It takes alot. My deepest respect! *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness: Forgive,forgive and forgive. I have seen,countless times, how a word or an action,in anger,can ruin a perfectly good evening or even worst, a lasting relationship. So please guys,treasure what you have. I understand that you will get angry sometimes,it is inveitable humans after all are not perfect. But guys,you have no idea how lucky you are,that you have someone to back you up in an argument,someone to care for you when you're sick,someone to make your day. So dont let it all go waste because of one mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because guys,really,you have no idea how wistful I get sometimes when I look at you,and wonder if I will get that same feeling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, that is my 2009. It is 22:58 now, 2hr 02mins to midnight and my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 19th birthday Adnan:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2946638777961502419?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2946638777961502419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2946638777961502419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2946638777961502419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2946638777961502419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-2009.html' title='The Year 2009'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6703495536925831431</id><published>2009-12-22T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:05:25.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attention all readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 100 lap attempt will be made on 28 December, 9am at YSC (Yishun Swimming Complex), if the weather permits. I would appreciate your presance, and will be more motivated to finish the attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start at 9~9:30am, and I hope to finish at 11:30~12noon. Do join me in the water if possible:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For those not swimming, you might want to consider coming at around 10:30~11am onwards, as you will be bored coming too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you all there. Pls msg or call me for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,ciao:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6703495536925831431?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6703495536925831431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6703495536925831431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6703495536925831431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6703495536925831431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/12/attention-all-readers-my-100-lap.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2678290971924413387</id><published>2009-12-18T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T05:39:13.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Post</title><content type='html'>Well this is Post 101! Hahaha I had some feedback about my previous post, some of my friends thought I was in a relationship or something haha. Well no, I am still SINGLE and AVAILABLE,so all single girls out there do feel free to CALL or SMS me! Hehe effective advertising:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been kinda long time I've been in love actually,to be honest. I mean, I do have feelings for that special someone, but I dont know why for the last week or so, it seems to be...cooling off. On the other hand, its not so bad, and I still can talk to her as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might have noticed my MSN tagline saying things like :I love you @ 00:00 -/-/- or I miss you @ 00:00 -/-/-. It is NOT for one single person. I love ALL of my readers and friends. And I miss ALL of them as well. So dont go drawing the wrong conclusions:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of December is finally here! As last year, my birthday is coming, and as last year, its at the very end of the year! Haha. But I think in this post I'll list my top ten wishes for 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, as per your request, I have written up and attached a copy of my personal wishes for 2010. Please review it and amend accordingly and send me back a draft. Thanks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let the COP 15 succeed and do something so that we humans will treasure and save our Earth&lt;br /&gt;2.Let humans and Singaporeans in general treasure their lives and help them to fulfil it&lt;br /&gt;3. Let there be beautiful sunrises and equally beautiful sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let there be music to uplift the soul&lt;br /&gt;5. Let all my friends who are in a relationship prosper and be content:)&lt;br /&gt;6. Let my single friends find their true partners!&lt;br /&gt;7. Let there be more chocolates hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;8. Keep my family,loved ones and friends away from illness and mishaps&lt;br /&gt;9.Give my family,loved ones and friends true happiness&lt;br /&gt;10. Fulfil our little bargain:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now! Will post again for New Year's resolutions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2678290971924413387?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2678290971924413387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2678290971924413387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2678290971924413387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2678290971924413387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/12/101-post.html' title='101 Post'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4269724177337327905</id><published>2009-12-10T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T06:04:38.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post No. 100!</title><content type='html'>Well guys I have got something urgent to tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something which I've been wanting to happen has happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time, I've waited for this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I never thought this day would actually come, I'm really so happy! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact I dont know how to share this news with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess this is the simplest way I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY 100 BLOG POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol:) Forgive me dont kill me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4269724177337327905?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4269724177337327905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4269724177337327905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4269724177337327905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4269724177337327905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-no-100.html' title='Post No. 100!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-830012635685794993</id><published>2009-11-29T05:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:41:26.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its that time of the year!</title><content type='html'>Its December!! Its finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry guys,its just that December,after waiting for 11months,is finally here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-830012635685794993?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/830012635685794993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=830012635685794993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/830012635685794993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/830012635685794993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='Its that time of the year!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4399669379450984386</id><published>2009-11-25T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:05:55.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>Food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are interesting creatures. When they are happy,when they are excited,when they are under pressure. Its fascinating to watch how they behave,its almost like an art actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans are the greatest,most accomplished at lying to ourselves,to our friends and family In fact,on a daily basis we tell lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so? Is it because all humans want to hide things from their fellow homo sapiens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'd rather think its because we all, at some point or another, are afraid to speak what is truly in our hearts. Because we are afraid that what we say might have an adverse effect on the people we care about. So we lie,to avoid breaking trust,friendships and marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you really blame us? We all make mistakes. That's the definition of being a human, and we naturally don't want to lose respect or love in the eyes of others,so we seek to gloss over these errors by trying to fabricate or amend the truth to suit our purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we,by nature require companionship. It is infinitely harder to survive by yourself,than in a pack. After all, we're not wolves. So we try to live with our friends and partner's faults, hoping fruitlessly that they will change for the better,to help themselves. And more importantly to make us happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans indeed are a complicated lot. Animals just get together to mate,reproduce and survive. yes, I agree that there are intricate bindings in certain species, but to generalise,animals have little or no emotions. Rather they operate almost entirely on needs and instincts,drinking water when thirsty,eating when hungry,fighting when provoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans on the other hand, have the twin abilities of logic and reasoning,yet when it comes to matters of the heart,amazing we unconsciously switch both processes off. We can do so much for the one we "love", yet when we look back, we seem to realise how much time,money and effort was wasted in pursuit for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I put the word "love" in ""? Because love,indeed is a very very broad term. What is love? Love for oneself, Love for money,Love for one's ego,Love for one's sport,Love for one's partner,Love for the world,Love for one's friends and family,just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the thoughts running thru my mind just 15mins ago. Dont expect you guys to really understand what I'm saying,but all the same,thanks for reading:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4399669379450984386?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4399669379450984386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4399669379450984386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4399669379450984386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4399669379450984386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/11/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-148089811061669459</id><published>2009-11-19T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:19:12.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update time!!!</title><content type='html'>Well its time for an update:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's registry was suspected to be corrupted,and I could not load or boot up to desk stop,so I had to boost from the original OS installation CD. After running the self-repair functions,and doing some basic diagnosis,I could use my computer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, my comp was not working for 2 days,and I couldn't be online:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my time in ITE is ending pretty soon. Its time to go out there and take up some responsibilities. I mean come on, I'm gonna be 20 already! (at least at the very end of the year)&lt;br /&gt;So I'm joining the Police Force in December. Hopefully you'll see me in uniform by next year April hahaha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of November has past by,and I did all my gift-giving:) December is a much much quieter month,thank God:) Now I gotta save up and buy myself my jigsaw for this year. Although my last one is still in the cupboard,I'll save her I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Now again, I'm beginning to be drawn into love. Pretty soon,I'm going to have to confess my feelings for her. I thought that I could keep my distance,and love her from afar. But every time I'm with her, I really really don't want those moments to end. And even as I write this, I'm missing her so badly. I just have to put my faith in God,that He alone knows why he chose her for me. Not that I'm complaining that I'm in love with one of the most beautiful girl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our friendship may get affected. But I want her to know my feelings. After that,if she still wants to be friends its her choice. I chose to love her, and if she rejects me, I guess I'll accept that fact:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pray for me and wish me the best:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-148089811061669459?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/148089811061669459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=148089811061669459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/148089811061669459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/148089811061669459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-time.html' title='Update time!!!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3007023207216479562</id><published>2009-11-07T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:39:47.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating in progress...</title><content type='html'>Well I dont really know what to type really..just thought I should update before November ends haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much this week.went to school,came back from school,missed out a lot of WoW time. But I'm also stopping soon,as its just too expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the month of november is here,meaning alot of my friends birthdays are also here. Omg got to buy gifts and boxes and stuff for them all. Going to spend a tidy fortune,but its alright,they're worth it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....wonder what I CAN buy for them. Seriously running low on gift ideas. I got some people's gifts earlier on,so those are settled but the rest...aargh present hunting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend recently wrote on her blog this question: what is your defination of life? This is my answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life,to me is like a tide that ebbs in and out. As the tide rises,we struggle to stay afloat as we may not be prepared for what's going to hit us. As the tide receeds,its brings away all our negative feelings with it,leaving a clean beautiful soul to start off with again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is what you put into it. No pointing complaining or bitching about how hard your life is. I salute all those people who have any form of disability who go through daily life as a struggle but yet show us all that they can keep pace with us. We indeed have nothing to complain about standing next to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take life slow. After all you only live once. Do you want your life to be filled with figures,monthly paychecks,car bills etc...or would you rather have it filled with memories of beautiful places,people and things? Think about it: if life was a drink how would you want it to taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful. Truly. If you could just stop and look up into the sky,let the gentle breeze tickle your senses,watch the solemn grey clouds pass by,and just thank God that you're here,I'd say you appreciate life already. For what use is material wealths if your soul is stained and you cant get a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my readers, I ask you this question: What is YOUR defination of life? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3007023207216479562?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3007023207216479562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3007023207216479562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3007023207216479562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3007023207216479562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/11/updating-in-progress.html' title='Updating in progress...'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4335966877595947467</id><published>2009-10-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:21:50.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little peek out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SuJkGwU7gEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/zldHXpLLpX0/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395985370757955650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SuJkGwU7gEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/zldHXpLLpX0/s200/DSC00027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAKE YOUR MOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,Hi,Hola:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess this is one of the few afternoons i actually have to sit down and think and blog haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is my mathematics O levels. Sigh:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm not sure if I can score well. A pass is likely(I hope), but scoring well? Hmm tough question! The thing is,I just dont want to do maths. Yes I'll admit after getting over my phobia for maths,it is interesting and logical and even fun sometimes. But I dont really understand why we have to learn irrelevant topics that have little or no impact in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes mathematics is the purest science,but I just dont have the appetite for it. You can give me 10 questions to solve,no problem. But if you ask me to solve quadratic equations which do not relate to anything I'm doing right now,what's the point of learning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream of being a teacher is slipping away day by day. As much as I hate to admit it, my aunt's right. I have no motivation to study anymore. Surprising huh,Adnan has given up on studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find a purpose,the reason for being,my goal in life. And these are my goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become a person who understands and appreciates lifE&lt;br /&gt;To care and help others on this path as well&lt;br /&gt;To directly do something to help people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably why I wanted to be a teacher in the first place. But I'm so tired guys, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of trying to understand mathematics,tired of telling them to quit their bad habits,tired of trying to make her wake up and smell the roses,tired of being just a pillar of support.In short I'm tired of Adnan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*This paragraph is for Jade if you're reading. I saw your blog and the song. Its a nice song,but its very depressing. We have'nt talked in awhile,so I dont know if anything did happen. But I think that you should'nt feel that there's a joke on you. After all,you're a good person,who in time will contribute her share of joy and happiness to the world. So dont ever think you're a joke:) *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4335966877595947467?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4335966877595947467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4335966877595947467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4335966877595947467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4335966877595947467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-peek-out.html' title='A little peek out'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SuJkGwU7gEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/zldHXpLLpX0/s72-c/DSC00027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-1191390577950939688</id><published>2009-10-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:57:24.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update time!!!</title><content type='html'>Lol hey guys sorry for letting this blog die. I didnt feel upto writing out what has happened to this date (alto I was fine with playing WoW for 6 hours a day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results came out. Turns out I got a C instead of a D for Accouting after all. Well its not much of a comfort,but it's better than a D, I guess. And my GPA dropped from 2.9 to 2.6. So goodbye poly! Sigh:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where to move from here on. Because I really really was banking on getting a 3.0+ for this term,so really really lost and disappointed. I've been thinking about signing on with the Police or Army. After all, I know alot of guys out there think that its a waste of time,but I think its something to be proud of,that in my own way I'm contributing to the nation's welfare. Sadly people dont think like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my medical yesterday. I want to thank the medic who took my blood. Let me explain why. First I held my arm out and he took out a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SYRINGE&lt;/span&gt; instead of the normal "small" needle they use to take blood. I took a deep breath as the needle slid into my arm and underneath my skin. I felt a sharp sting,and as the medic drew the syringe back &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOTHING CAME OUT OF MY ARM!&lt;/span&gt;  My first reaction was: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHERE'S MY BLOOD!&lt;/span&gt;  the second: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GODDAMMIT HE MISSED MY VEIN!&lt;/span&gt; then he calmly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHIFTED THE NEEDLE STILL INSDIE MY ARM&lt;/span&gt;, took it out,and tried again. This time i felt a sharper sting,if thats possible,and finally i saw blood. Then he causally took out the needle,injected the blood into a container and threw it across the room. My blood. Threw it across the room. Thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my heart may have some abnormalites so Im going to GMC for a heart scan. Hope everything turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty,thats all for now. Do tag:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1191390577950939688?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1191390577950939688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1191390577950939688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1191390577950939688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1191390577950939688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-time.html' title='Update time!!!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3203891463803658322</id><published>2009-09-27T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:48:40.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr940EhahaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7DZFaaEYL5g/s1600-h/SP_A1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156515320825250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr940EhahaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7DZFaaEYL5g/s200/SP_A1821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lallang which looks like lavender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94zg6UevI/AAAAAAAAAJU/S8gMKz6-JMU/s1600-h/SP_A1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156505761610482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94zg6UevI/AAAAAAAAAJU/S8gMKz6-JMU/s200/SP_A1810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X marks the spot:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94zcCqCDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1hJPYj5hQyc/s1600-h/SP_A1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156504454400050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94zcCqCDI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1hJPYj5hQyc/s200/SP_A1766.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94y81y7QI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nPbXcNEBabI/s1600-h/Inspiration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386156496078957826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94y81y7QI/AAAAAAAAAJE/nPbXcNEBabI/s200/Inspiration.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94EAtPA3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kjkdh_Q_030/s1600-h/Image0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155689662940018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94EAtPA3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kjkdh_Q_030/s200/Image0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of the Singapore Skyline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94D9IT6II/AAAAAAAAAI0/Hb52A0miiXo/s1600-h/Image0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155688702765186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94D9IT6II/AAAAAAAAAI0/Hb52A0miiXo/s200/Image0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;East Coast Beach:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94C6aL_5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/rTO2FQPJDIY/s1600-h/Image0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155670792568722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94C6aL_5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/rTO2FQPJDIY/s200/Image0038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adnan loves....? Thats for you to fill up:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94CugQHQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UdriCZw9cIg/s1600-h/Image0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155667596778754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94CugQHQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UdriCZw9cIg/s200/Image0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94CGylwuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZVceNKlImOI/s1600-h/Image0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386155656936276706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr94CGylwuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ZVceNKlImOI/s200/Image0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Sem Castle Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey guys,I finally found my USB cable for my phone lol. It was in my drawer all along as I searched for it. Anyway, I wanna put up some outdated photos:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today went to AMK to meet Qiurui,then unexpectedly decided to go watch a movie. I wanted to go watch a funny movie,but she wanted to wanted Phobia 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was pretty...funny!!! Hahaha yeah seriously, I mean out of the 5 stories,three of them can pass for comedy...ok ok maybe I shud'nt say that. After all,the remaining 2 were quite scary. I wont spoil it by telling you the stories:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went yesterday to the Marina Barrage with Jade and Nandy,like finally! Lol:) I really love that place,so calm and peaceful and....HOT!!!!! We reached around 1pm,walked around for abit,then settled to eat our picnic/lunch. Then we went to the roof garden,which was quite cooling provided you move around. Then down to the mini-museum,which had air-con(thank god) and a cool demo of how the barrage worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really enjoyed myself,and I look forward to going out with you girls again as soon as possible:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well thats all for now. Now that I have my cable back,I`ll be taking photos with my not-so-high end camera and posting. So do look out:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1754566715639928221-3203891463803658322?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3203891463803658322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3203891463803658322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3203891463803658322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3203891463803658322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/09/found-it.html' title='Found it!!!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sr940EhahaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/7DZFaaEYL5g/s72-c/SP_A1821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-7193631285107065124</id><published>2009-09-19T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:55:23.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The times when people let you down,</title><content type='html'>The wolf told the chicken that he would not eat her. That he was instead walking around the henhouse to check on the chickens safety from the REAL BAD wolfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the chicken believed him. And she went to sleep. She died sometime later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause of death? Bite marks on her neck. They matched that of a wolf's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how long can I do this? She just doesnt get it does she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im honestly too tired. Just gonna let her do whatever she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't she tell? Honestly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7193631285107065124?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7193631285107065124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7193631285107065124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7193631285107065124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7193631285107065124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/09/times-when-people-let-you-down.html' title='The times when people let you down,'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-244584073371649434</id><published>2009-09-06T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:52:48.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to save a life</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,right now studying for my papers...and thinking of a certain person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont mind if she wont ever have feelings for me. After all, feelings cant be forced,they have to be made. &lt;br /&gt;Im already very happy with our current status. Its just that sometimes, you gotta bury your feelings for that person so that things remain fine. On the surface at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I care about her. Deeply.&lt;br /&gt;When she goes out late, I worry. When she falls sick, I worry. When she doesnt eat,guess what I do? Worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I know that she already has someone else on her mind (thats always the case anw haha), so I'm not gonna press the issue. I just wish she could see what I can see in her: a butterfly struggling to come out of its cocoon of problems,heartbreaks and bad decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I dont have time to get emo now. Gotta study Costing so can get at least a decent grade. So I'm leaving this song behind. It's a fairly popular song:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qw0wRfHjF5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qw0wRfHjF5M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-244584073371649434?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/244584073371649434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=244584073371649434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/244584073371649434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/244584073371649434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-to-save-life.html' title='How to save a life'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5811391143236153725</id><published>2009-09-04T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:03:33.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple,random act of kindness</title><content type='html'>Some people would lament that Singaporeans are not kind. That whenever they can,they would clog up the entrances of trains and buses, sit on reserve seats and generally make a nuisance of themselves,turning a long journey into an unbearable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have sat on reserve seats, and ok maybe sometimes I am a slight nuisance? Haha. But in every story there is a hero. So let me tell you what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking the train with Qiurui to school in the morning. Qiurui has got a very very bad cough and refuses to see a doctor! Therefore her voice has became very sexy(for some reason she's actually happy about it?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we were on the train, and it was an average crowd. As we talked,Qiurui coughed repeatly. As we could'nt drink water, I asked her to slow down on what she was saying. All this time, a gentleman was staring at us. Qiurui turned around and stared right back at him. We were wondering what his problem was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he gave a small smile and took out a tissue packet,gesturing to Qiurui to take it. A random stranger doing a random act of kindness to a random person he randomly met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were touched. I do not know the guy's name, neither do I think he'll read this anyway, but I think I should acknowledge and thank him for proving that Singaporeans are kind-hearted by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with this experience in mind that I can say this: Singaporeans are nice people. It just needs water,sunlight and loads of love,encouragement and cash rebates haha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5811391143236153725?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5811391143236153725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5811391143236153725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5811391143236153725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5811391143236153725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/09/simplerandom-act-of-kindness.html' title='A simple,random act of kindness'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1017788138892967020</id><published>2009-09-04T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:54:04.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A short story</title><content type='html'>Well today I have a story to tell you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spartan Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a moment where we're all faced with a choice to flee or stay. This story began at 2:50am on a Wednesday morning. I needed to use the toilet urgently, so I went. When I enetered the kitchen, it was empty(why else should it be not empty at 3 in the morning!). After answering nature's call, I felt thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I moved towards the sink, I froze. I knew that I was'nt alone anymore. Something had entered that kitchen. Something dark,swift and deadly,which would attack me without a moment's hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned infront slightly to peer into the sink and saw my worse nightmare...A COCKROACH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leapt backwards. Due to my speed and agile reflexes, it did not see my movements. I beat a hasty retreat out of there. But as I returned to bed, I realized that my thirsty was growing by the minute. Finally I remembered that my mother has an emergency stash of water supplies in the room, so I drank from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I lay there, I realized that it was'nt right. My enemy was roaming freely in my own house and I was cowering in bed. At 3:50am, I got out of bed. I was going to war!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be madness,some might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADNESS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS ADNAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I re-entered the kitchen, I was ready this time.I glanced into the sink,searching for my foe. It had moved to a different spot, right into my blind spot. I went low and moved to the cabinet underneath the sink. There my weapons were waiting: 1 standard issue insecticide canister, good for mutiple shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and crept behind my foe. I held my breath to steady my aim. One shot,one kill. And I took the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canister was empty. And there were no spares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I retreated in shame. I found out later my dad killed the roach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1017788138892967020?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1017788138892967020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1017788138892967020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1017788138892967020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1017788138892967020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/09/short-story.html' title='A short story'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6565526054283603710</id><published>2009-08-27T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:36:02.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow (Hey Oh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IeGDlyQWlp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IeGDlyQWlp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another RHCP song:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6565526054283603710?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6565526054283603710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6565526054283603710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6565526054283603710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6565526054283603710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/08/snow-hey-oh.html' title='Snow (Hey Oh)'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-518007824888949202</id><published>2009-08-27T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:30:48.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Californication</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/abrKM1Z_te8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/abrKM1Z_te8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm guessing you guys have not heard of this band before: Red Hot Chili Peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, THEY ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my fav songs. here are the lyrics:) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychic spies from China&lt;br /&gt;Try to steal your mind's elation&lt;br /&gt;Little girls from Sweden&lt;br /&gt;Dream of silver screen quotations&lt;br /&gt;And if you want these kind of dreams&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the edge of the world&lt;br /&gt;And all of western civilization&lt;br /&gt;The sun may rise in the East&lt;br /&gt;At least it settles in the final location&lt;br /&gt;It's understood that Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;sells Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay your surgeon very well&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell of aging&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity skin is this your chin&lt;br /&gt;Or is that war your waging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;First born unicorn&lt;br /&gt;Hard core soft porn&lt;br /&gt;Dream of Californication&lt;br /&gt;Dream of Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me girl be my fairy to the world&lt;br /&gt;Be my very own constellation&lt;br /&gt;A teenage bride with a baby inside&lt;br /&gt;Getting high on information&lt;br /&gt;And buy me a star on the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space may be the final frontier&lt;br /&gt;But it's made in a Hollywood basement&lt;br /&gt;Cobain can you hear the spheres&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs off station to station&lt;br /&gt;And Alderon's not far away&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born and raised by those who praise&lt;br /&gt;Control of population everybody's been there&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean on vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destruction leads to a very rough road&lt;br /&gt;But it also breeds creation&lt;br /&gt;And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar&lt;br /&gt;They're just another good vibration&lt;br /&gt;And tidal waves couldn't save the world&lt;br /&gt;From Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay your surgeon very well&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell of aging&lt;br /&gt;Sicker than the rest&lt;br /&gt;There is no test&lt;br /&gt;But this is what you're craving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-518007824888949202?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/518007824888949202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=518007824888949202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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house for school, my mom stopped me. She asked me to go downstairs and meet my dad, who had been in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took the lift down, my heart was pounding very hard in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met my dad, I was expecting a totally wrecked cab. Thankfully, he is fine physically. Alto his cab took quite a hit, hes ok. But quite down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, within the last month, my dad had been in another accident and has 2 summons from the Traffic Police. He feels that too much money is being wasted and he was to go back to his old job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my dad whilst waiting for my uncle to come find us. It seems strange, last time when I was young he would be giving me advice and consolation. Today I was doing that duty for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm really so worried for my dad. He wants to go back to his company, but his manager isnt calling him back. I want to work, but I got to study for my ITE and O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the first time my dad asked me: So how, did you find someone special in ITE? LOL!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its times like these that I get to spend some time with my dad. So thats why I'm not in school now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will continue to stand by my dad and support him. And I want to support myself soon,so I've made a promise to myself that as soon as I finish NS, it's time to take care and support myself and my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-150358907431246131?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/150358907431246131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=150358907431246131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/150358907431246131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/150358907431246131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/08/crossroads.html' title='The Crossroads'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3972249359933859817</id><published>2009-08-17T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:53:25.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream of a space shuttle</title><content type='html'>Now normally I dont dream alot. But for the past 3 days, I've been dreaming non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I'm complaining, its just...not normal. For me anyway lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let me show you what I dreamt about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I CANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not? Because Blogger has got issues &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon Blogger, you're seriously pissing people off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys will show you the pics some other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONCE BLOGGER DECIDES TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3972249359933859817?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3972249359933859817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3972249359933859817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3972249359933859817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3972249359933859817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream-of-space-shuttle.html' title='Dream of a space shuttle'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6362077199613626961</id><published>2009-08-15T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T03:18:16.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well new post time lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. Im gonna do a break-down of important dates in my calander:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17 August-Dental appointment (2 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21 August- Beginning of fasting month (6 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;7 September- Costing Final ( 23 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9 September -Accounting Final (25 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;20 September-End of fasting month (1 month away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;16October- Medical exam at CMPB (NS) (1 month and 30 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;27October- Mathematics Paper 1 (2 months and 12 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;28 October- Mathematics Paper 2 (2 months and 13 days away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;November - Lots of important birthdays (3months+ away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;December 30- The Chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So yeah thats my not-really-so busy schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6362077199613626961?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6362077199613626961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6362077199613626961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6362077199613626961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6362077199613626961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-new-post-time-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5017444320607822606</id><published>2009-08-13T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:04:44.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin:)</title><content type='html'>Well I guess you've probably noticed that I got a new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll like to thank Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what they say. New blogskins= new posts lol. Im working on it I promise guys, let something happen and I`ll get pics of it and put it up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5017444320607822606?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5017444320607822606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5017444320607822606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5017444320607822606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5017444320607822606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;posted by : Cherie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;contents by : Adnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3029355749803637896?l=darmuis.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-1754566715639928221.post-6341389050537430392</id><published>2009-08-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:07:46.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some minor tweaks</title><content type='html'>Well guys do hear the new short song I just put up. for further details about the song,pls go to my tagbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL UPDATE SOON:) (Fingers crossed)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6341389050537430392?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6341389050537430392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6341389050537430392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6341389050537430392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6341389050537430392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-minor-tweaks.html' title='Some minor tweaks'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6461091862291864167</id><published>2009-07-18T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:23:21.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L-Life long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O-Oath that is taken to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;V- Value, treasure and protect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E- Everything important to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;This word has done many many things. It has created and destroyed empires,people,economies and even families. And scientists have tried to find out the secret of this powerful emotion. But so far,they've only managed to come up with a few messy formulae and a chemical equation. Is that really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is when you feel the morning sun brush your skin and warms you from the cold night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is when you feel the breeze as you stick your head outside the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is when you look at your body, and are thankful for what you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love is loving yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is accepting the apologies of the people trying to squeeze pass you on the bus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is helping the lady up after she falls,despite everyone else stares'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is smiling at the kid playing happily in his/her parents lap&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is being the one to help first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is to embrace your friends mean jokes with a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is to let them borrow your arm,hand or shoulder without a time limit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is to quietly encourage your friends to be themselves when they're with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is to be the forgiving one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is an artist's inspiration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is a measure of devotion to God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is expression of a musician's emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is belief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So don't get down just because you get knocked out in the fight of life. Love is there for you. Just because it hurt once doesn't mean it will again. Love is everything mentioned above,and more. So don't weep because love left you broken into pieces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because if love breaks you down, it will glue you back together:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So have faith,in yourself and love. Because love doesn't abandon you when you need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Dedicated to those who currently are through the various stages of love*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/1754566715639928221-6461091862291864167?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6461091862291864167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6461091862291864167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6461091862291864167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6461091862291864167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-sucks.html' title='Love sucks'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7500896400548348747</id><published>2009-07-16T07:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:05:24.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, shall let the pictures do the talking:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;credits to meiyun (the lady in blue) and all associated photographers haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0ajf5zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ou_pfWl0bYA/s1600-h/Ikea+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072251308140338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0ajf5zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ou_pfWl0bYA/s200/Ikea+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;C'est Perfecto..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0FUXnyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w-KoljtHmmI/s1600-h/Ikea+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072245607538466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0FUXnyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/w-KoljtHmmI/s200/Ikea+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dude, isnt it a little too small for...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0GCB_TI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z2slAiWrq6o/s1600-h/Ikea+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072245799058738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0GCB_TI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z2slAiWrq6o/s200/Ikea+12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ladies and Gentleman, we are gathered here today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_erdPOeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/v7yNVcWDIQE/s1600-h/Ikea+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071877888162274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_erdPOeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/v7yNVcWDIQE/s200/Ikea+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aww...my heart, for someone else as a gift:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_eZNky3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CM4yVxw5ZkE/s1600-h/ikea+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071872990628722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_eZNky3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/CM4yVxw5ZkE/s200/ikea+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wait, this is NOT what you think it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_eNHpQUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BbiA1VZZeps/s1600-h/Ikea+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071869744529730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_eNHpQUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BbiA1VZZeps/s200/Ikea+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oops they got me on camera!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_d1xtXmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1BulUdoJqxw/s1600-h/Ikea+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071863478509154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_d1xtXmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1BulUdoJqxw/s200/Ikea+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Group photo:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_dqORVoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_RvOcz7LlmI/s1600-h/Ikea+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071860377081474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_dqORVoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_RvOcz7LlmI/s200/Ikea+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sedap!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LzB5YjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4KdogFkR8_Y/s1600-h/Ikea+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071553503453746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LzB5YjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4KdogFkR8_Y/s200/Ikea+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;To love,friendship,money,power,corruption...wait, are you reading this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LqO0ujI/AAAAAAAAAHM/f7R3y9rWdng/s1600-h/Ikea+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071551141755442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LqO0ujI/AAAAAAAAAHM/f7R3y9rWdng/s200/Ikea+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This would be a great candlelit meal:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LYK7H3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tkUkNszqwzE/s1600-h/Ikea+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071546293559154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LYK7H3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tkUkNszqwzE/s200/Ikea+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me battling with ketchup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LC20U1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HiYZZHr_N-A/s1600-h/Ikea+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071540572083026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_LC20U1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HiYZZHr_N-A/s200/Ikea+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude! You're on camera:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_KyAh1JI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFVS2QiK14I/s1600-h/Ikea+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359071536049411218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_KyAh1JI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFVS2QiK14I/s200/Ikea+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ikea @ Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/1754566715639928221-7500896400548348747?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7500896400548348747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7500896400548348747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7500896400548348747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7500896400548348747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/07/ikea-adventure.html' title='Ikea Adventure'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sl8_0ajf5zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ou_pfWl0bYA/s72-c/Ikea+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-4838446087868944609</id><published>2009-07-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:55:24.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well went bowling with Meiyun and Ding. Didnt manage to get all the videos due to connection error, but got 1:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="354" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-43f8dee01337f045" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D43f8dee01337f045%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332645129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4827B95138E14A3C226B61FCBA4EE67EC9B5517B.64F018939F290E8EC74D9A7152A89E544882535A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D43f8dee01337f045%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXIraYOEQC5BOlwUyuAb4un_QzLg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="354" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D43f8dee01337f045%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332645129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4827B95138E14A3C226B61FCBA4EE67EC9B5517B.64F018939F290E8EC74D9A7152A89E544882535A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D43f8dee01337f045%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXIraYOEQC5BOlwUyuAb4un_QzLg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well this is what happened: we wanted to go Sakura Buffet, so we competed to see who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wants to go:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen carefully you might hear some familiar names haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/1754566715639928221-4838446087868944609?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4838446087868944609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4838446087868944609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4838446087868944609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4838446087868944609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/07/bowling-night.html' title='Bowling Night'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3000646663909360965</id><published>2009-07-04T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:12:17.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To the new term :)'/><title type='text'>School's gonna start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well now school's starting tmr,so thought I'll just list the things I need to get done for this half of the year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Study my costing and Advanced Accounting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2.Finish the TPS project by today!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.Study for my O levels mathematics (27-28 Oct)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Prepare and write my YMCA speech!! by today as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Overall it was a good holiday. Went to a seminar and made new friends, went to a chalet and went all out crazy and now it's back to work. I guess no more staying up late already:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I think that it'll be a quick,short journey. By the end of the year school would have ended and then...what? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cherie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Qiurui&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wanqi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Meng Yuan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Nigel&lt;/span&gt;. I would not have met these 7 individuals who changed my life so much,had I not gone to ITE CE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially the first 2:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I hope that I will not fade into the background once we graduate. That I'll always be a part of their lives and they, a part of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ITE has been,really, a changing experience. I used to be quiet and awkward around girls in general, but now I've gotten over that (mostly). And I never had that much fun before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;And to my older but definately not forgotten friends; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meiyun&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dingjie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Masturah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Hadi&lt;/span&gt;. You guys have been there for me as well, and we had a great time together&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to that someone special: I hope we get to know each other better too:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Let us all not forget each other next time when we're working or tied up in meetings:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3000646663909360965?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3000646663909360965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3000646663909360965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3000646663909360965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3000646663909360965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-gonna-start.html' title='School&apos;s gonna start'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7517765082532171273</id><published>2009-06-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:50:21.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>International Student Seminar</title><content type='html'>Well guys I'm finally updating my blog, as usual sorry for taking so long lol. Well im back from the ISS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tiring&lt;/span&gt; tiring tiring!!! I dont think I ever spent this much outside of my house during the holidays haha. but yeah,definately worth it. Let me try to break it down day by day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went to meet my new group members,becasue they re-grouped all of us. Thought it would be kinda hard to mix around but hey, they were all cool!!! So we went up to the Main Audi for the opening ceremony which had lots of &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; laser lights and basically spotlights shining all across the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SUPER AWERSOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then we had lunch, you know the usual meals inbetween and off we went to&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Bugis Street&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Kampong Glam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To show the visitors around and stuff. Most of them were from Hong Kong and well,I thought the language would be a problem,but I didnt have to worry cuz we all tried our best to communicate using &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; and a mix of whatever came to mind lol:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then went to Vivocity(this was around evening time so very very tired already) They wanted to go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;,I wanted to go&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! So I left Vivo around 9+ pm with Din and took train home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;END OF DAY 1!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well everyone was worn out from yesterday,so today things were wayyy much slower lol. Haha even I'm getting tired typing this down. Then as usual went for the speeches(aka nap time),then went to Qian Hu Fish Farm. Pretty cool place with lots of interesting fishes. Bet my dad would like to go there sometime:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then came the event I was dreading most:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOCIAL NIGHT!!! OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Me and my friends agreed that we're not dancing, oh no sir! So we found a comfortable corner and tried to relax amongst the loud crowd and music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It was too good to be true. My other friends found me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;DRAGGED ME TO GO DANCE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So yeah I lasted 5mins in that choking cloud of smoke and music, then managed to escape! Went around campus after that, while everyone was dancing me and my friends go take photos! I'm camera-shy, but it sure beats dancing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Then we finally left school around 9:15, reached home ard 11....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;TIRED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Today was the final day. Everyone was tired,therefore everyone was late haha. I was super early. And since I didnt have a maroon t-shirt, I wore long sleeves formal shirt,and was the center of attraction:) And thats not a good thing. Let me explain why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Some things my friends related to based on what I wore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SMRT Bus Captain - Grr!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Macdonald's Manager- *Faints!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I forgot what else-Lol:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sigh. Oh well haha. Yeah it was great. Went to the airport to send our new friends home. It seems like the time we spent together just flew by and there were tears in every eye,including mine :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;To my new friends from overseas: Guys, it was nice meeting you all!!! I hope you had a great great time in Singapore and PLEASE DO COME BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;To my team mates: Guys, you are the best ever! I hope that we will remain in touch because I certainly want friends like you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;The end:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7517765082532171273?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7517765082532171273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7517765082532171273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7517765082532171273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7517765082532171273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/06/international-student-seminar.html' title='International Student Seminar'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6577506565154071665</id><published>2009-06-16T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T02:12:01.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some new updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Well i think you should've noticed by now these following changes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Change of song: Lucky by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat-didnt really do it properly!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Now you can stop the song from playing! Isnt that a wonderful sense of relief? Now you can choose what music you wanna listen to at my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lol i still suck at HTML stuff haha:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6577506565154071665?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6577506565154071665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6577506565154071665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6577506565154071665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6577506565154071665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-new-updates.html' title='Some new updates'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-8473836776269478989</id><published>2009-06-08T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:22:33.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A kickass song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bye bye Beautiful by Nightwish-Nice:)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTdhXxxWREo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTdhXxxWREo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-8473836776269478989?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/8473836776269478989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=8473836776269478989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8473836776269478989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/8473836776269478989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/06/kickass-song.html' title='A kickass song!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2515319065568609415</id><published>2009-06-06T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:00:45.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meiyun's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well ytd went out the whole day to celebrate meiyun's birthday. So i hope she had loads of fun,because we all did:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Aaron, Hadi and Ding downstairs meiyun's block (Hadi lives in the same block too,so yeah lol). Anyway,when she came down, she looked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;totally stunned! Muhahahaha&lt;/span&gt; our surprise was successful:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the mrt station to meet Aaron&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(the other idiot)&lt;/span&gt; who was late. Then off we went to Vivocity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached kinda early. Haha Ding sorry dude,but i think your timing a little bit off, cuz it was too early! Oh well went to BK for a late breakfast/early lunch, and it sucked like hell!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The fries had no salt&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my favourite pie was squashed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sob :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After that we go walk around for abit,went to Nat Geo shop, then went to Timezone to play pool. We met Justin and Shamini later on, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;the mood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;kinda going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abit cuz we were getting bored and there was nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding decided it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;time to buy the cake&lt;/span&gt;. So we made our way to HarbourFront Center,found a Macdonald's and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and Ding sneaked off to get the cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That definately lifted the mood up quite abit. After that we decided to go down to Esplande and to the Merlion Park. We reached there around sunset,so the two photographs were busily snapping photos whilst the rest of us sat around,tired! Haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked to Merlion Park,and got hit by the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;spray of water&lt;/span&gt; because we went down the steps close to the Merlion and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;the wind was blowing the spray into our faces! Nice:)&lt;/span&gt; then we heard something like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;loud baby&lt;/span&gt; so we went to look,and we saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;this guy/dude/thingy squashed into a pram, making baby noises. It was a live art performance,and it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i wandered away from the group for abit and spent some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;quiet time enjoying the silence of the waves lapping against the dockside and the beautiful sunset together with the rising moon for company:)&lt;/span&gt; Plus this bunch of girls behind me, who sounded pretty snobbish and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked down to Raffles mrt and trained home. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tired but happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 19th birthday meiyun:)~~ I hope that you enjoyed yourself, and I am happy to have known you as my buddy for the past 6-7years. I didnt get you a present,but i hope my company was sufficient. So thanks for everything,and for everything to come. Happy birthday:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2515319065568609415?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2515319065568609415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2515319065568609415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2515319065568609415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2515319065568609415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/06/meiyuns-birthday.html' title='Meiyun&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1267884006700900609</id><published>2009-05-30T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:29:02.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Post</title><content type='html'>To all my reader of my story-blog: The lighthouse, I apologise if I have not updated it for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that there will be no new updates at present as I have lost the inspiration to write, combined with a medium workload schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might continue again in 3 months time. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank you very much anyway,for reading it and supporting it. Hope you enjoyed it, because I enjoyed writing for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1267884006700900609?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1267884006700900609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1267884006700900609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1267884006700900609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1267884006700900609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/next-post.html' title='Next Post'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-7254128180624925734</id><published>2009-05-30T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T06:26:00.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess you might have heard this already,but I thought I should just put this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team made it thru the Inter-school compeition and made it into the top 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team made it thru the Inter-College and was the only College East team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, we were enthusiatically planning our main presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were told that the Hong Kong delegation wanted to present on that day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they picked out theme: YouthTek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they dropped us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-7254128180624925734?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/7254128180624925734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=7254128180624925734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7254128180624925734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/7254128180624925734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-you-might-have-heard-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2567510426225564624</id><published>2009-05-27T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:53:26.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Product of class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sh3uP-xjCmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Hg8CYS1O5rU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sh3uP-xjCmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Hg8CYS1O5rU/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340686691447540322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done in 15mins. representation of anger,frustration and my skill at Paint. So like yeah. i dont want to comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2567510426225564624?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2567510426225564624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2567510426225564624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2567510426225564624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2567510426225564624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/product-of-class.html' title='Product of class'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/Sh3uP-xjCmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Hg8CYS1O5rU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-5983033828424758621</id><published>2009-05-21T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:23:55.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare Exports Inc.</title><content type='html'>Ok guys at first this video may seem scary, even a little bloody, but tis funny in the end. Enjoy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUiDDWi8k1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUiDDWi8k1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5983033828424758621?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5983033828424758621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5983033828424758621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5983033828424758621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5983033828424758621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/rare-exports-inc.html' title='Rare Exports Inc.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-6283268575868484728</id><published>2009-05-16T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:24:45.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did our best:)</title><content type='html'>Well guys sorry didn't update for such a long time, but was very tired to do so. Anyway after 2 weeks of struggling with scripts and drama and reaching home late in the night,we presented our Student Seminar project last week on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were alot of great teams. the one which i really liked was the CC Yishun (ironic because i live in Yishun, but my team is CE Simei). They really had a dazzling performance. They put up a practice run before their actual presentation and we all applauded them because they were that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to my own team...well we worked damn hard for the past two weeks, i had to skip lessons almost daily just to hold meetings and on Tuesday i even accompanied 2 members of my team and went down to CC Dover to do voice recording. Seriously all of us put in a lot of hard work, one of my team members is from RP, and she had to rush down every time we had practised. So we just put on the best show we could. The result? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news?: We don't have to worry about the performance anymore because its finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news? : we are going to have to meet more often, because WE MADE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, I'm just so happy that all my team's efforts were seen. Of course I thank God for pushing us thru to the finals! Now we're gonna have to work harder and push thru to present on the day itself:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is the tune we played during the presentation. Those of you who watch soccer might have heard this before. Enjoy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZseneY42kw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZseneY42kw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6283268575868484728?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6283268575868484728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6283268575868484728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6283268575868484728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6283268575868484728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-did-our-best.html' title='We did our best:)'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5061999841226791242</id><published>2009-05-08T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:26:04.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3oIRH8MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WXVFVT2e59I/s1600-h/Flyer+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3oIRH8MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WXVFVT2e59I/s200/Flyer+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333660127499645122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Esplanade. Beautiful isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3ZwesjRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q2Csg7ZAxSU/s1600-h/Flyer+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3ZwesjRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Q2Csg7ZAxSU/s200/Flyer+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333659880595950866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask. Thats something which I'm too afraid to talk about lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3LKuuEcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gR_WIPhM4Rc/s1600-h/Flyer+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3LKuuEcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/gR_WIPhM4Rc/s200/Flyer+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333659629944443330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future housing estate:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2xY6q6kI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9PobGswhJHk/s1600-h/Flyer+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2xY6q6kI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9PobGswhJHk/s200/Flyer+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333659187076065858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo (from left): me,aaron(wtf you doing man!),Ding,Hadi's sister,Hadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2cl2Aj1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/QT5Qvx3fCDg/s1600-h/Flyer+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2cl2Aj1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/QT5Qvx3fCDg/s200/Flyer+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333658829768920914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww,how sweet! Love in the sky haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2KRyNciI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_MJl4q1TTlE/s1600-h/Flyer+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT2KRyNciI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_MJl4q1TTlE/s200/Flyer+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333658515146633762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well aint that a sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT1jJ29vmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I0LhpkswGJQ/s1600-h/Flyer+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT1jJ29vmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I0LhpkswGJQ/s200/Flyer+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333657843004194402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just letting my mind wonder...and hoping a helicopter doesn't hit us lol:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT1IKvBErI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TSHvYhHg0Qc/s1600-h/Flyer+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT1IKvBErI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TSHvYhHg0Qc/s200/Flyer+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333657379382825650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before boarding the capsule...don't ask me why I look like that I really don't know! Wow I have bad eye bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT0yIFFhKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8TnH5A4fAH4/s1600-h/Flyer+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT0yIFFhKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8TnH5A4fAH4/s200/Flyer+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333657000712963234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best buddies Aaron and Hadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT0arpq8oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5GeXrPFOYhg/s&lt;br /&gt;1600-h/Flyer+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT0arpq8oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5GeXrPFOYhg/s200/Flyer+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333656597944791682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Aaron and Meiyun at the start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5061999841226791242?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5061999841226791242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5061999841226791242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5061999841226791242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5061999841226791242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/singapore-flyer.html' title='Singapore Flyer'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SgT3oIRH8MI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WXVFVT2e59I/s72-c/Flyer+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1754566715639928221.post-9040684627337605238</id><published>2009-05-07T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:26:17.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow i am exhausted. Today didnt go sch cuz ytd went to Singapore Flyer with meiyun ding aaron hadi and his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go the Flyer for a very long time,so it was great and we all had fun. Meiyun was so excited jumping around the cabin haha. She was the most euthastic amongst us,well meiyun im glad you had fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11:35pm last nite and had a hell of a time in the toilet. It serouisly was one bad stomach ache and i wanted to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now better but still didnt go to sch. stayed home,gotta write the roleplay script. Sigh,I mean its the third re-write, I am honestly tired of doing it. I want my team to be top, but with so many changes...oh well guess i just gotta do my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,sighing off first. Have a nice day ppl:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-9040684627337605238?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/9040684627337605238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=9040684627337605238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/9040684627337605238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/9040684627337605238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='Tired!!!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4427127038057910008</id><published>2009-05-03T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:16:08.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mr Cupid</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr Cupid,&lt;br /&gt;I write to you today,hoping that this letter finds you in horrible weather because that's how you've made my life! Your company promised high quality and unique merchandise when we entered into a contract. Under the terms of this contract 'Love', I am supposed to receive a daily dose of love from my merchandise and at least no fewer than 30 messages a day from the moment I am awake till I go to bed. I am supposed to feel cared,wanted and love at all times. Yet this was sadly lacking in your product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to sue your company for breach of trust. You promised me that strict quality control was assured and loyalty was there, yet the product malfunctioned as soon as it came into contact with other girls. Your customer service was also very unhelpful as they failed to respond to any quires on how to deal with the 'Rejection' mode on the product. How is the public going to have faith in your products when they malfunction so quickly,even after following the 'Care Manual'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cupid, you have been in this industry forever. your job is an important one,where all our happiness and content lie in. And this is the service I can expect to receive? Please rectify your error so that your products will cease to malfunction and public faith will be restored in your product known as 'Love'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours not-so-faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nice Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To all my friends out there with relationship problems,Cheer up its gonna be fine:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4427127038057910008?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4427127038057910008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4427127038057910008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4427127038057910008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4427127038057910008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-mr-cupid.html' title='To Mr Cupid'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4797254499310427602</id><published>2009-04-22T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:35:33.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like finally!</title><content type='html'>Well i know i havent blogged in like,forever,so my apologies:). and im in sch so the internet connection is horrible,so it took quite awhile to load this page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway been through quite abit since that last post(i forgot what i wrote). and so many things have happened that like the waves on the surface of the sea. each wave is unique if you look at it by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot recently and these are just some of the thoughts that has flew across my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is both equal parts happiness and sorrow. For without sorrow how can we understand happiness? and without happiness how can we appreciate sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a picture,and you are the artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no good or bad. There is only choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok time to stop with those quotes,you must be getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok guys gtg before the teacher catches me. Will blog as soon as possible:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4797254499310427602?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4797254499310427602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4797254499310427602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4797254499310427602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4797254499310427602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-finally.html' title='Like finally!'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1229605491704926404</id><published>2009-04-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:26:38.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New post</title><content type='html'>Well dont really know what to write so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and puked my guts out. Then had a terrible stomachache till I went to see the doctor. guess I cant excerise for at least two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday,gotta report to sch for Student Sem. meeting and after that going out with Meiyun and the rest of em to Pizza hut J8,for 'class reunion'. Think I'll wear that green shirt that Qiu and Cherie got for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea things are going pretty much normal nowadays,just living it thru day by day. Went for the class BBQ last week. Had fun,hoped that Qiu,Cherie,Wanqi and Jiahao had fun too,cause they were by the fire all night long. Alto they must've enjoyed trying to get me wet later on. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,lets see what else? Masturah is overseas in Indonesia right now,shud be back by tmr,so take care,stay safe and cya soon i hope:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea could'nt find that song on Youtube. Wonder why no one put up that song. Sigh,oh well guess I gotta wait till someone does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Meng Yuan are graduating. Will miss then indeed,was fun having you both around take care and all the best to you both no matter what you do:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1229605491704926404?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1229605491704926404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1229605491704926404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1229605491704926404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1229605491704926404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-post.html' title='New post'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-5567536772581779124</id><published>2009-03-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:56:51.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He who repents</title><content type='html'>Life is like a piano melody. Everyone has his or her own one. Some are loud,fast and exciting,making others move to their beat and inspiring them. Some are slow,silent and deep,who do not easily make friends but who are loyal to them. Some make a big impression on you from the very beginning,and fade away over time. Some make no impressions at first,but soon you realize your life is incomplete without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the life we live in,its easy to change the melody. After all,we must sway and improvise to make our melodies greater. And sometimes,unknowingly we pick up a few wrong notes here and there and weave it together. slowly we realize that the melody starts to sound different.Cold strange and unfamiliar,something that is not us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning i woke up and looked in the mirror and realized,no,this is not what i want. i said no, i did not set out to be this. So why am i like that? should i blame those bad notes? after all they made me what i am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could do that. Or i could say that this is my melody,so what i do with it is my own fault entirely. i cant blame those bad notes,i chose to accept them in my melody. so i must get them out. it will take awhile,yes,maybe months or years even,but i will be able to look myself in the mirror one day and say,this is what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is just musings and irrelated thougths being put together to form a melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This is not intended to provoke change in everyone,cuz they have to do that themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This post has no intended targets or persons. Its just a post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5567536772581779124?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/5567536772581779124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=5567536772581779124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5567536772581779124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/5567536772581779124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-who-repents.html' title='He who repents'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4361365619252742869</id><published>2009-03-21T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:51:22.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like ducks to water</title><content type='html'>As my hands move across the keyboard, like ducks to water, i realize my gift is my curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For i am but the guardian. The one who is there, yet he is not. The one who absorbs,but does not seem to release. The person you see before you is not the person who he really is. For he has sinned so deeply that no amount of prayers can help him evade his fate.He is cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forgiving one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all of that is going to change. I'm going to change. because i know what is wrong i will fix it. And i will accept the truth that swans and eagles cannot fly together,because they have different roles to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly I will. over the seas,over land, till my wings drop off. And i will help those in need. But to fall in love? Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for you, we'll still be friends of course. the rest is in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that a horse has to stand within seconds of its birth, to force blood into its leg muscles? As a butterfly has to force blood into its wings for the same reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i make you understand? That we are travellers on the same road, not partners. That you will reach your stop, and i mine. So why is there this confusion this pain this sorrow this reluctance to part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i deny my feelings as a human being. why do i deny myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rains sweep across the parched plains,as the water runs down my throat, i realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Adnan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4361365619252742869?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4361365619252742869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4361365619252742869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4361365619252742869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4361365619252742869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-ducks-to-water.html' title='Like ducks to water'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-4709607676431317303</id><published>2009-03-14T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:24:38.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming, fish ports and sleeping on a bus</title><content type='html'>Well last thur i went with Wanqi,Cherie,Qiurui,Jiahao,Joyce,Alex and his mysterious lady friend.:) haha well we all went swimming at Jurong Swimming Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty nice,alto the weather was pretty hot.Cherie being the Queen of Butter got sunburned first. She must've set a world record in getting sunburnt lol. This was closely matched by Wanqi, Princess of Flour who started to dissolve when water touched her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and his mysterious lady friend seemed to be enjoying themselves,although she fell into deep water while we were at the wave pool. luckily we grabbed her and Alex supported her back. Isnt he sweet! Hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was pretty enjoyable. the slides were long and comfortable and you can enjoy the view of a pink or blue sky(depending on which tube you're in, whilst speeding away to the bottom towards water and perhaps certain doom. but i gotta be honest the yellow tube is designed to KILL! i mean it was so short that it was... short. It was like dropping abt 2floors in less than 1 sec. i thought my heart was gonna leave me for good. seriously that evil design should be destroyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on friday night went for the Night Tour thingy. quite sleepy to be honest. sat beside Wanqi,who seems to sleep everytime the bus moves off.Lol nah she was pretty exhausted so cant blame her. so ended up conversing with thin air and that weird looking guy outside the bus that only i could see???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav part was the fish ports. i mean all you see is big piles(not sure if thats the right word) of fish that range in size and shape. i even got to see sharks! so cool! now i can tell ppl that i've really seen a shark besides the ones you see on TV :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Emma was so exhausted that me and Sufi and Ain were supporting her to help her walk. the poor thing was totally spent after we went to Mustafa Center so had to support her all the way thru the fish ports which were slippery. wonder if she remembers the trip at all:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea it was great fun and all. just wished she was there to join us. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4709607676431317303?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4709607676431317303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=4709607676431317303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4709607676431317303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/4709607676431317303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/swimming-fish-ports-and-sleeping-on-bus.html' title='Swimming, fish ports and sleeping on a bus'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3449052102601228802</id><published>2009-03-07T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:29:54.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milo Triathlon 2009</title><content type='html'>Whoa ok ok gots lots to talk about today. i went for the Milo TRYathlon today and its was great,overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it began at around 5am in the morning where i woke up to get ready. it was too damn early for a Saturday:( oh well. luckily shireen aunt was kind enough to pick me up at ard 6:45am. thought that we would be late, wanqi was already reaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it began to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sure all of you know how much i love rain(not the singer). but believe this was one time i DID NOT WANT RAIN! it was like walking in a full scale storm,raindrops were hitting the car left and right. me and my cousin were like " oh great time to head back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully the rain stopped just before we kicked off. alto the bridge was fairly packed with cars motorcycles lorries and some random ppl, we made it to Tanjong Beach at 7:40am. it was there that we have to wait for the bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was then that i thought we could'nt make it on time,cuz the bikes were like so long. but thanks alot anw uncle,could'nt have done it without you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were off! honestly speaking i have no clear recollection of my swim. all i remember was running full steam into the water,and apparently i was swimming a great distance even though it was pretty short. the waves kept on striking me in the face and mouth and i just wanted it to end. i walked the last 50m(the water's pretty shallow so can walk all the way). then met up with Wanqi and started the cycle part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the cycle someone crashed in a horrible way. it happened like this. as i was taking a small corner, alto i was looking straight ahead from the corner of my right eye i saw one guy swerve directly into the other guy's bike path. the guy went down and skidded for quite a distance. in that same moment he also knocked a cone directly into my path less than a metre in front of me. i muttered "F@#$!" and swerved as well. i slowed and turned, as i wanted to offer help,but marshalls were alrdy running towards him. i really really hope he's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i did the run and honestly i was on my last reserves. after which i finished! then rested for abit and went to go see the junior event. the kids were so enthusiastic! they were counting down and then they raced forward in a great blur. some fell down,thank God nothing happened to them. Saw my cousin running and finish. so that makes both of us champions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that had to get the bikes back across to HarbourFront. dont ask me how me and Wanqi did it, but it was one hair raising ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i just wanna say thanks to everybody who helped me out: shireen aunt for the lift, uncle for the bikes you came in the end this i had no doubt. and cherie's dad for your helmets. and everyone else not mentioned but certainly not forgetten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to Wanqi, for sticking together with me. there were times both of us wanted to give up, but we pushed on together. and after today i realise that true partners are rare to come by and she is one person i know i can totally rely on,no matter what. so this is just a simple thanks:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3449052102601228802?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3449052102601228802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3449052102601228802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3449052102601228802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3449052102601228802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/milo-triathlon-2009.html' title='Milo Triathlon 2009'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-737713114027067047</id><published>2009-03-01T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:26:15.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Really Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Im so sorry. i really am. i should not have tried to help. you didnt need my assistance, you just needed my support. i should'nt have tried to force my decisions on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought what i was doing would make you happy. it would stop your tears from rolling down your cheeks. little did i know that the reverse happened. i thought that you were just stubborn to accept the truth. i was wrong. so wrong. and when you looked at me that way, after i uttered those words, my heart simply broke. and for that moment i hated myself more than anyone else for causing you hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to help. i just thought you might be happier without him in your life. the truth is, he is your life. and i grossly misunderstood.how did i not see the pain in your eyes? how i did not feel the fire in your heart? why didnt understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess in my defence, all i can say is that i wanted to help. honestly. but after seeing the way you looked and behaved, so broken, i only want you to be happy and whole again. so i will stop advising you, or anyone else for that matter. because i am guilty of making you cry, for causing you hurt and i will always be guitly. i just wanted you to be happy,thats why i said those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so useless. i cant help you when you needed me most,instead i just caused you more pain and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never again i promise. from now on you just do what makes you happy,and i promise you will have my undivided support. just dont cry again infront of me and make me feel helpless and guilty because im a part of those tears as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry. please forgive me. please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-737713114027067047?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/737713114027067047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=737713114027067047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/737713114027067047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/737713114027067047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-really-sorry.html' title='Im Really Sorry.'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-2731077469919342459</id><published>2009-03-01T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:56:16.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been quite awhile....</title><content type='html'>hey guys sorry sorry sorry,i didnt blog for quite awhile(abt half a month actually). so yea. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nw im nt really feeling too good cuz got a sore throat and flu. jus usual fatigue i guess. shud be slrite by tmr i hope. gotta get better faster so that i can make it for the triathlon on Sat. been training but not sure if its enough. oh well mind over matter i guess(hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent read any blogs,played games or anything mainly because im studying maths and my ITE work. sigh really got no motivation to do maths. i mean why would i need to do maths when im gonna use my ITE Cert to get to Poly? dunno lah jus wanna relax and do something that i wanna do for a change, like go to the beach or watch a movie with friends. and my friends have their own problems to settle, so yea its been kinda rough and tough for everyone ard me for this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we gotta stick together and support each other. no one will be left behind thats a promise that i`ll keep to. i just hope that they will resolve their conflicts soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more positive note, at least our studies arent too badly hit. this is the final week left,so its a final push. still got to revise for MPS, havent touched it at all cuz i've been doing accounting all the way. should i give up? or press on? after all i did promise Mr Ng an A,which i know i can do if i put my mind to it.nvm i wont give up i will score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys its time for the final push!!! put all diferences and problems aside, we gotta pull thru together! so heres wishing you ALL THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: guys remember the movie on Mon:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-2731077469919342459?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/2731077469919342459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=2731077469919342459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2731077469919342459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/2731077469919342459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-quite-awhile.html' title='Its been quite awhile....'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1589612122082403429</id><published>2009-02-14T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:39:17.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll be waiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love for the day you return to my life'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day:)</title><content type='html'>Well guys firstly a very happy Valentine's Day to all! May you have the happiness you deserve and more! for all of you in a relationship right now, i wish you the best of luck and hope that you guys will stay together forever. for those singles(me included), be patient because he/she could just be around the next corner? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i spent the whole day at home studying maths and accounts. then evening went for dinner with meiyun,ding,sean,eliza,jason and yaode to celebrate yaode's 18th birthday! we went to eat at Sakura,whew what a queue! thank God we only had to wait like 20-30mins in total. Dinner was pretty cool and we cut cake and blew out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and yaode went to wait for masturah,cuz i wanted to give her the roses i bought for her. so like we waited from 9:45pm-12:20am, cuz mas jus came back from Cambodia. then we talked till 1:50am, and i sent her and her cousin home before going home myself. TIRED. but was wondering all the time why Mum didnt call. lol. turns out that she was too tired to call:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea thats my Valentine's for this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1589612122082403429?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1589612122082403429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1589612122082403429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1589612122082403429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1589612122082403429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day:)'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-9045710406387853822</id><published>2009-02-10T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:21:50.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick sick sick</title><content type='html'>IM SICK!!! Yep after 2 weeks of faithfully attending school without fail, attending every lesson if im late or not,my body has finally thrown in the towel. sigh. oh well i want a short one day MC anyway haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, i know i havent blogged for awhile but u gotta forgive me, cuz i either reach home later or im simply too tired to blog anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea lets talk about a few things that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last Sun went to Pasir Ris Park to study for today's paper(which was quite ok,incidentally). so it was me, wanqi, qiu,jiahao,nigel and jessica. ended up walking like half the beach length to find a good place to study! but i gotta admit, it was pretty hot that day. so we managed some work( ard 2hrs of effort), then went to play at the playground. after that played volleyball for awhile before going home. tired reached home ard 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. today had my CA for accouting, as it was pretty ok lah. except the second part where i wished i read more carefully...oh well its over now i did my best, now gonna wait for the results. best of luck everyone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. hmm...cant really remember what else i did. lol sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now cause my nose is reminding me thats its time to clear it out again. sigh. wish i could detach it. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-9045710406387853822?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/9045710406387853822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=9045710406387853822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/9045710406387853822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/9045710406387853822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick sick sick'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-1576963888880487709</id><published>2009-01-31T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T04:42:38.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song about unrequited love...</title><content type='html'>well guys thought you might like this song. it describes it better than me typing a half page essay. lol. as it is in Hindi, the the translation is below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1RkK9cMzjU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T1RkK9cMzjU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;you were nowhere to be found, and i got lost instead&lt;br /&gt;you never walked out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;neither did you walk into my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;you were nowhere to be found, and i got lost instead&lt;br /&gt;you still linger in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but i never had you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no complaints against you&lt;br /&gt;instead, i rue my fate&lt;br /&gt;why does heavan decide the fate of hearts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never walked out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;neither did you walk into my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;you were nowhere to be found, and i got lost instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i ruined, i could never tell&lt;br /&gt;i cried so much&lt;br /&gt;but not a tear i could shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could shed no tears&lt;br /&gt;i could shed no tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never walked out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;neither did you walk into my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;you were nowhere to be found, and i got lost instead&lt;br /&gt;you never walked out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;neither did you walk into my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storyline- this guy Rahul(the guy singing) writes a note in a book and leaves it in his school library. years later Esha finds it. they make contact and start talking to each other,with a few conditions: neither of them knows the other's name nor anything else save the fact that they both are romantics. Rahul has a friend Akshay, a flirt who cant seem to find the one girl, to the frustration of his parents. till he meets Esha, whom he falls in love with. Therein begins a love triangle, unknown to all three parties till Rahul finds out, which he gracefully gives way to Akshay to pursue. but Esha is unknowingly madly in love with Rahul and is adamant about loving him only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this story end? im not telling:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-1576963888880487709?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/1576963888880487709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=1576963888880487709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1576963888880487709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/1576963888880487709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-about-unrequited-love.html' title='A song about unrequited love...'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-3514955450326479140</id><published>2009-01-25T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:07:52.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm didnt know i was so popular with this quiz lol. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is the last person sms-ed you?Ans - Meiyun&lt;br /&gt;.2. Your relationship with her is?Ans -one of my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?Ans funny,nice, loyal, helpful .&lt;br /&gt;4. How long you're Friend/Gans with her/him?Ans - great friends , 6years.&lt;br /&gt;5.The memorable thing he/she gave you.Ans her friendship.&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she become your lover you will?Ans - unlikely. she's already attached.&lt;br /&gt;7.If he/she break the friendship with you what you will do?Ans -well i would try to save it as best as possible&lt;br /&gt;8.If he/she become your enemy what you do?Ans - if it ends like that,then i would be more sad.&lt;br /&gt;9.If your boyfriend/girlfriend wanna break what you will say?Ans - im not dating anyone as of right nw. i do like someone..but its complicated. lol&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you want to change your stead for what he/she is in now?Ans - Never. i love her for who she is.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to be famous &amp;amp; let people know you are a Bi , Gay , Les?Ans - sorry to disappoint but im straight&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're a Gay , Les , Bisexual(Love Boys&amp;amp;Girl) &amp;amp; your school know it, What will you do?Ans -pls refer to 11&lt;br /&gt;13. How did you get to stead with your stead?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - pls refer to 9&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you a Straight(Boy Love Girl) , Gay , Les , Bisexual(Love Boys&amp;amp;Girl) ?Ans - S T R A I G H T !&lt;br /&gt;15. If you're a homo &amp;amp; your parent want you break with your stead will you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans - pls refer to 11&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the present your stead gave you? On your 1st Month.Ans - pls refer to 10&lt;br /&gt;17. What you love about your stead?Ans - pls refer to 9&lt;br /&gt;18. Did you went before your stead house?Ans - pls refer to 9&lt;br /&gt;.19. Name 5 things you hate about your stead.Ans -pls refer to 9&lt;br /&gt;20. When is the date that you started the relationship?Ans - well..hmm interesting question. since i saw her?&lt;br /&gt;21 .When is your last relationship ends?Ans - if its meant to be, its meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;22. If you're a homo do you wish to let your classmate know?Ans -refer to 11&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you ever got a ring from your stead?Ans -refer to 9&lt;br /&gt;24. Name out the 5 things that your stead buys for you.Ans - everything about her is a gift&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the favourite thing you get from your stead?Ans -every moment i see her&lt;br /&gt;26. Did you sacrifice for your stead?Ans -i dont think of it that way. i just dont want to see her troubled&lt;br /&gt;27. Will you risk your life for your stead?Ans- i would'nt. cuz i wanna spend it with her.&lt;br /&gt;28. Did you kiss,Lc with your stead before? (May Not Ans) Girl &amp;amp; Boy.Ans - pls refer to 10&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is your last relationship person?Name the name. Ans -hmm. tough question. dont know whether she counts. dont think so&lt;br /&gt;30. How many ex you got?Ans - 0&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you know anyone is crushing on you?Ans - Unlikely. Wish that was the case. :)&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a Hongster?Ans - huh?&lt;br /&gt;33. Will you TiongXim with your stead?Ans - huh?&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in love?Ans -do you believe in breathing air? precisely.&lt;br /&gt;35. Can your stead tolerate you?Ans - pls refer to 9.&lt;br /&gt;36.You have pass through how many months with your stead?Ans - no need for that. as long as i am with her thats all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;37. Why did you break with your stead?Ans - she wanted to be happy. i let her.&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is the one who ask a propose/stead request?Ans - i prefer to do the asking myself&lt;br /&gt;39. How long did your last relationship end?Ans -about 1 year ago? ard there&lt;br /&gt;40. Name out 10 Person that you wanna sabotage to do this quiz.Ans - im a nice guy. no one needs to do this unless they want to :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-3514955450326479140?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/3514955450326479140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=3514955450326479140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3514955450326479140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/3514955450326479140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm-didnt-know-i-was-so-popular-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</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-1754566715639928221.post-116965492694104489</id><published>2009-01-25T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:53:04.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These past few days...</title><content type='html'>well seeing as i havent posted anything new since this blog got a new look,thought i might as well do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, ytd went to shireen aunt's house to study for like 5 HOURS! and i can die seriously because i was doing MATHS! sigh, but actually quite ok lah, i can do quite a bit here and there. then after then went to meet meiyun and ding to go swimming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after doing like 10laps or so, ding suggested that we try plunging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first two times, i ended up entering like a rock being dropped into a pool of water. AND IT FREAKING HURT! after that realised i needed lots lots lots of practise. ah well jus gotta keep it going lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today went again to shireen aunt's house tostudy, i`ll be doing that every weekend so like there goes my weekends...but it isnt so bad it only from 9am-3pm. then after that went hiking with her at Mt Faber, not bad took a nice pic wished i knew how to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for now, wish everyone a very happy new year:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-116965492694104489?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/116965492694104489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=116965492694104489' title='0 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type='text'>Thank you Thank you!</title><content type='html'>Thank you Wanqi for this simplistic design. its like you saw the design from some corner of my mind and put it together. especially the poem;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see a world in a grain of sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a heaven in a wild flower &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And an eternity in an hour &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-William Blake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful isnt it? haha. anyway, today something happened that upsetted me a great deal, but i wont go any further to spoil the mood of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again Wanqi:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-1754566715639928221.post-4472648431480030034</id><published>2009-01-16T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:12:46.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea what to write actually.but i know i gotta say something. else i`ll burst with the load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess I'm in this situation so many times,it should be SOP( standard operating procedure) for me. i guess sometimes life is just that cruel. but hey life is unfair so get over it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess is should just accept it. that perhaps life denies you what you want the most, so that if you get it, its all the more valuable. that you will treasure it, because you know the pain and stuff you went through to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her. &lt;em&gt;Too deeply&lt;/em&gt;. so i guess i have to accept the fact that, as much as i want to be with her,its not gonna happen. so im just gonna have to continue living with this fact in mind. sometimes, you just dont get what you want, no matter how much you try. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll just have to live till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i dont get it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, i salute whoever it is that's controlling my life, because he played one hella of a joke on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-4472648431480030034?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/4472648431480030034/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-1754566715639928221.post-8962848860988635038</id><published>2009-01-09T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T05:39:54.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think im in love with her.'/><title type='text'>Phrases</title><content type='html'>does being in love mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying up late at night thinking about her?&lt;br /&gt;wishing morning would come faster so you could see her again?&lt;br /&gt;asking God to perhaps stop time, so you could live in that moment forever?&lt;br /&gt;thinking of something to say the first time you meet up so you can see her smile?&lt;br /&gt;wishing she could see your love for her?&lt;br /&gt;wishing that she would not leave your side till you sleep, and not leave your dreams till you awake?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps just a touch of hope to hear her laughter at every joke,no matter how lame or otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;putting her dreams and desires in a basket and handing it to her?&lt;br /&gt;checking your phone beacuse you wonder if you are fortunate that she needs to message you for some reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all lovers out there reading this, whether you may be in love, are in love, out of love, or jus simply confused, this is all i gotta say: if you even have more than one of those statements, then you are IN LOVE. so either do something about it( if you havent said anything), make your relationship better( if you're already in love), or just let go and move on (for the last two), because you are worth more. you deserve that special someone and for all you know, he/she might be around that next corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy loving:) lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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project. was the "accountant" for the day,but in the end went around to sell stuff. damn tiring but in the end managed to sell off everything. i was surprised when wanqi and grace split up their share of the profits with us. never mind now got $7 in savings lol. thanks wanqi and grace. very very thirsty today had one bottle of water also not enough. signed up for swimming again,this time I MUST STAY TRUE NO MATTER WHAT. also signed up for archery hopefully can make it for that as well. slept at cherie's place before acc her to take the train home. damn damn tired,didnt go for MPS lol really wanted to go. lol ah well:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guys im tired gotta go pack my swimming stuff and everything else for tmr. goodnite:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-5539406803551767956?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LnxMPQ1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eH_rxEtU4vw/s1600-h/Photo439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LnxMPQ1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eH_rxEtU4vw/s200/Photo439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535052938658642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LncvqjHI/AAAAAAAAABk/5JeBwgqEyzE/s1600-h/Photo441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LncvqjHI/AAAAAAAAABk/5JeBwgqEyzE/s200/Photo441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535047450102898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2Lm44aGjI/AAAAAAAAABc/KHDfpBFHInE/s1600-h/Photo442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2Lm44aGjI/AAAAAAAAABc/KHDfpBFHInE/s200/Photo442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535037823097394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LmuXMLVI/AAAAAAAAABU/BWFcWZkEzRI/s1600-h/Photo443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nZM1lKjUX3U/SV2LmuXMLVI/AAAAAAAAABU/BWFcWZkEzRI/s200/Photo443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286535034999418194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Adnan-61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mast-93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding -42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun -111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thanks you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>well as I'm writing this entry, you would probably be celebrating the end of 2008 and the beginning of 2009. as i stare at this screen,you probably would be grazing at the sky exploding with fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i didn't introduce myself. hi I'm adnan,the average guy you meet every other day. the guy who will give you a smile whether you need one or not. the guy whom you can trust to get the job done and the results you wanted achieved. i guess I'm not that special,because there are people out there who are greater and better than me in every other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's the problem. I'm a dreamer. and whenever i dream i just want to stay there,because the real world cant be controlled or shut away when i open my eyelids. because you're not in it. because till now i have waited,hungered,cried,bled just to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you could say that I'm insecure. maybe i am. but the fact is i really really want to be with you. really want someone to share those moments with. waiting for you to come along and give meaning to my existence. and so you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant say a word of this to you. why? because you don't feel the same way. and i ask myself,why cant i show you my feelings? why cant i sketch it out or describe it to you,to tell you how much you mean to me? that your presence ensures my survival,and your absence causes my extinction. that the thought of you away from me just makes me want to find you. that no matter how much time we spend together,it all seems to end with your goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as we begin a new year, i jus wanted you to know that i love you. and i hope you can wait for me to get my life in order,to pluck up the courage to confess,so we can truly begin from there. and i hope you will consider giving this average guy a little time from your life to read this post,because he would be very thankful for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year,my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1754566715639928221-6310459906160489824?l=darmuis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/feeds/6310459906160489824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1754566715639928221&amp;postID=6310459906160489824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6310459906160489824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1754566715639928221/posts/default/6310459906160489824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darmuis.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Darmuis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16678786697463726146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
