<?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-745584180307404677</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:57:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Misdemeanants</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-6046195075648052222</id><published>2010-03-30T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:44:22.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>Do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;You came back sick.&lt;br /&gt;Really sick.&lt;br /&gt;All you did was sleep the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;I went over.&lt;br /&gt;You weren't dressed.&lt;br /&gt;Unlocked the door for me.&lt;br /&gt;And went back upstairs to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I picked a towel.&lt;br /&gt;Plonked it in water.&lt;br /&gt;And we fought.&lt;br /&gt;Because you refused to have it on you.&lt;br /&gt;We bargained. In your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And you were too tired to say no more.&lt;br /&gt;I won. I put the towel on you.&lt;br /&gt;I sat alone. Watching as you slept.&lt;br /&gt;I climbed into bed with you.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged you as you slept.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the true beauty I fell for.&lt;br /&gt;It was the peace you displayed, through the sick frown you had.&lt;br /&gt;I saw pure beauty.&lt;br /&gt;And I was happy I kissed beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for medication.&lt;br /&gt;But you had to eat first.&lt;br /&gt;I brought your food upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Fed you mouthful by mouthful.&lt;br /&gt;As you lay weak and tired.&lt;br /&gt;My chopstick skills failed me.&lt;br /&gt;But it was still all good.&lt;br /&gt;I ate the minimal.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I felt full.&lt;br /&gt;Full from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;Not by tangible things.&lt;br /&gt;But by the most wonderful feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this same feeling that we yearned.&lt;br /&gt;That we truly possessed. Together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dream about the girl I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd she go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Please come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;My yearning heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-6046195075648052222?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/6046195075648052222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=6046195075648052222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/6046195075648052222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/6046195075648052222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/03/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-1674719972517701545</id><published>2010-03-18T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:16:24.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flummoxed.</title><content type='html'>You know... i've been seriously thinking about what i really want...&lt;br /&gt;Like I've not stepped out of the house since.. sunday's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought about.. what i want.. in a r/s, what i want as a career,&lt;br /&gt;what i really wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've finally come to terms with my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY DON'T KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so.. I know what's going on.. I know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so.. Focused? I used to be so... well planned.&lt;br /&gt;But you've totally thrown me off...&lt;br /&gt;You made me realised that hey, i'm actually quite unfocused, unplanned,&lt;br /&gt;and totally unknowing about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I'm not saying it's good either.&lt;br /&gt;Just that now I just feel lost?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's natural to feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk about it and yet not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Is that normal?&lt;br /&gt;I've not felt normal in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i still like you that way.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should stop trying to be abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's like i'm already am. like long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Dad said to me a few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;why cant you be normal like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;you know your dad has high blood.. &lt;br /&gt;you wanna give me a heart attack is it?&lt;br /&gt;And that really made me think.&lt;br /&gt;Am i really that abnormal?&lt;br /&gt;But i feel totally normal you know...&lt;br /&gt;It's confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how that feeling of&lt;br /&gt;falling head over heals or that feeling of&lt;br /&gt;your heart racing when you see just this one person?&lt;br /&gt;I've not felt that since you.&lt;br /&gt;But i've been getting this really small ones when a few people are around.&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going out and running all out. And yet I don't feel like gg out at all.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to tell me what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you can totally not give a damn about something,&lt;br /&gt;and yet just wanna care about everything?&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally baffled at how confused and lost I really am.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm shocked. Like not negatively.. nor positively.&lt;br /&gt;Just neutral. It's so neutral that i dont have any stand on how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone felt that way before?&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda freaking me out. &lt;br /&gt;like.. oh my gosh i'm bewildered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many questions to ask. &lt;br /&gt;And yet I don't wanna sit down and hear anything,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have the answers but yet i dont really care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to talk to someone maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm going a lil nuts?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm really crazy?&lt;br /&gt;but then again i feel sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a major flood of thoughts just hit my head or something.&lt;br /&gt;it's like you lost control over something you've held composed for so long.&lt;br /&gt;19 long years baby. 19 long years.&lt;br /&gt;And it snapped.&lt;br /&gt;the leash broke. melted?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. it's going haywire.&lt;br /&gt;Everything!&lt;br /&gt;it's like.. sitting in a jungle. huge major thick plumage.&lt;br /&gt;you know you're lost but you're just sitting there.&lt;br /&gt;cause maybe you know you're lost but you're not getting out anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So why try?&lt;br /&gt;maybe you don't wanna get out in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;cause so many things are waiting for you once you get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;it's like... swimming in the middle of the deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know which way's the shore which way's the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;well, tell you what, both sides have shores. just which one's nearer?&lt;br /&gt;ha. bet you didnt think of that huh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;well.. then why do you still swim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like you know how you don't know anymore?&lt;br /&gt;but still you wanna search for it?&lt;br /&gt;but you don't even know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;then? are you gonna search all your life?&lt;br /&gt;but what if the if doesnt come to you even after you die?&lt;br /&gt;then why search for it in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. i dont even know what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;So why talk?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;yes. maybe i just need some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me? Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-1674719972517701545?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/1674719972517701545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=1674719972517701545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/1674719972517701545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/1674719972517701545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/03/flummoxed.html' title='Flummoxed.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-9212296938556684427</id><published>2010-02-01T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:59:41.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Like That.</title><content type='html'>I'd always think of sms-ing you at 11:12.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it was me you wished for earlier at 11:11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got me thinking about you constantly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-9212296938556684427?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/9212296938556684427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=9212296938556684427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9212296938556684427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9212296938556684427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/02/times-like-that.html' title='Times Like That.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-715510625324295284</id><published>2010-01-26T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:07:47.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To You. From Me.</title><content type='html'>Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard.&lt;br /&gt;Do not let the pain make you hate.&lt;br /&gt;Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree,&lt;br /&gt;You still believe it to be a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-715510625324295284?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/715510625324295284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=715510625324295284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/715510625324295284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/715510625324295284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-you-from-me.html' title='To You. From Me.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3796881838624035278</id><published>2010-01-24T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:31:56.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Sleep.</title><content type='html'>O no. Down with flu.&lt;div&gt;And I still have to do my video editing trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well at least thank goodness my FYP's editing is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only left with background music and my documentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great stuff. And I'm happy on how it's looking right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Fidelia did a great job on her acting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nailed it. Not bad la for first timer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dung. Why did I choose to do kinetic typography for my trailer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have soooo much to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the whole of friday doing only my end promo tagline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahlau. I have to chiong before tmr morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause after church Mong and Aida are coming over to use my com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I reckon I would be needing some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I have FYP Interim 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have to finish my trailer before my presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not no time to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O wells. I shall start work now. Ta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. You look really beautiful when you sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I hold you and watch you till I fall asleep too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3796881838624035278?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3796881838624035278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3796881838624035278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3796881838624035278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3796881838624035278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-sleep.html' title='I Need Sleep.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-1978419136593708214</id><published>2010-01-14T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:58:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Serious Sardonicism</title><content type='html'>OMG. I'm super laughing it off.&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the de-stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really apt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how sometimes when people keep getting the attention,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the care and all the love they need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suddenly it hits them that they've lost all of that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well maybe not all.. but a large extend of it is mostly gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. That's the time where they feel it the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEEL. like... wow. they are actually capable of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hide. Go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hide all you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because ultimately you yourself would be the ONLY one who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feels it biting you up inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy eating yourself up from the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-1978419136593708214?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/1978419136593708214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=1978419136593708214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/1978419136593708214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/1978419136593708214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-serious-sardonicism.html' title='Of Serious Sardonicism'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-142920823896167113</id><published>2010-01-13T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T02:08:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Crazy For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even amongst all my busy FYP stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and vid editing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About all the people coming to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ultimately, I want someone who is there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not throwing herself at you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though bodies to have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ups or downs, I wanna have them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, preferably the ups but anyways it all comes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;She rolls the window down&lt;br /&gt;And she&lt;br /&gt;Talks over the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of the cars that pass us by&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But she's changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And as she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one to hold me&lt;br /&gt;The night&lt;br /&gt;The sky fell down&lt;br /&gt;And what was I thinking when&lt;br /&gt;The world didn't end&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I know what I know now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;As she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she'll figure out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now&lt;br /&gt;Face to face&lt;br /&gt;All my fears&lt;br /&gt;Pushed aside&lt;br /&gt;And right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to spend the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;AS she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at her&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me&lt;br /&gt;She's got me thinking about her constantly&lt;br /&gt;But she don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And as she carries on without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's figured out&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I know you're probably worried about so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Well, be sure I'm always here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I can't say I love you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;But I can assure you you're constantly on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;It's not that I try, but it just somehow is so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I'll be here if you wanna talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Because behind that front is a beautiful girl that I want to get to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;I would like to you to be a part of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;every part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;You're not my rebound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Of this I am sure.&lt;/span&gt;&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/745584180307404677-142920823896167113?l=misdemeanant.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-745584180307404677.post-7215407751610437739</id><published>2009-12-24T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:48:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am happy.&lt;div&gt;There finally is some closure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now i can look at you as just a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having gone through all that "talks" and scoldings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All just cause of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm glad to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know I gave my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To know maybe you weren't that worth all of that after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still I know for sure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is only told and seen from hind sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing ever more could have been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And definitely nothing less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For I did my part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And gave my all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That now I can channel all that for more people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self love. That's what I learnt from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lived it through all ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what may happen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there'll be people around who loves and cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe even much more than you ever did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that sure makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I feel the love now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel no urge that I need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I realised that all along I was giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I have no more need of wanting someone to give to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have many others to give to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have many others to need from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7215407751610437739?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7215407751610437739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7215407751610437739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7215407751610437739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7215407751610437739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-7314660557625024876</id><published>2009-12-16T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:35:40.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why? I wanted to celebrate enjoying my singlehood.&lt;div&gt;Forget whatever was going on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget whatever happened,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And forget you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Play these mind fuck games with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who the hell cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone's arm was being chopped off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone's life was at stake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone was selling tissue for a living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone was rotting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO ONE WOULD CARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but because it's you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of what we used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i'd care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cause it aint no just a someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cause it was you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cause it still is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave me alone for awhile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I spend one month trying to forget you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some sms comes along out of the blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this sms will keep me fucked up the whole week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And bring me back to square one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly right where I was one month ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because unlike you, I only have myself to pick up my own pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because unlike you, the darkness that creeps up just before I sleep is the only emptiness I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7314660557625024876?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7314660557625024876/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-745584180307404677.post-3524197943364724203</id><published>2009-12-02T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:31:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SxZQCewpdLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VCKJTbINkZ8/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 63px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SxZQCewpdLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VCKJTbINkZ8/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410600005879297202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be cold and nasty.&lt;div&gt;I want to have no heart or soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a life that would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is one pain I often feel nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which you will never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, let me tell you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is caused by the absence of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, TELL ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me when I'm no longer needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I SHALL GO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3524197943364724203?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SxZQCewpdLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VCKJTbINkZ8/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-2781569356270333149</id><published>2009-12-02T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:48:33.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SxXjhZuF0YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LVH7Bvs9l0A/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SxXjhZuF0YI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LVH7Bvs9l0A/s400/pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410480690334912898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could i be happy again? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i know i've just lost happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2781569356270333149?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2781569356270333149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2781569356270333149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-5984472679448911560</id><published>2009-12-01T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:56:59.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Communication is depositing a part of yourself in another person."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-5984472679448911560?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-2647400229717526284</id><published>2009-11-30T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:09:22.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I lived my life in a dreamworld&lt;div&gt;For the rest of my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you and me walking hand in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a wishful memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I guess that's all that it would ever be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I had a time machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could make myself go back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day I was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would live my life again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And rearrange it so that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be yours from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2647400229717526284?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2647400229717526284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2647400229717526284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2647400229717526284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2647400229717526284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-lived-my-life-in-dreamworld-for.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-745584180307404677.post-641286671044732199</id><published>2009-11-22T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:52:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools.&lt;br /&gt;It'd trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;And what does it get you in the end?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a few incredible memories that you can't ever shake.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, there's gonna be other girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm never ever gonna get another first love.&lt;br /&gt;That one is always gonna be her."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-641286671044732199?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-2337087717256552903</id><published>2009-11-21T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:46:45.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's always that lousy feeling..&lt;div&gt;going home to a dark room, finding yourself all alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you dont drink you cant sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i should have drank more tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I felt responsible to take care of J since she was drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing the way people get totally wasted and do things they have no control over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really hurts me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wanted to go all out, have a wild time today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to dance like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to drink and get hell high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I held back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a drink, and that was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the night it was just green tea.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I knew deep down I shouldn't do anything I wouldnt be proud of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna stay true. Because I still love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2337087717256552903?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2337087717256552903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2337087717256552903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2337087717256552903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2337087717256552903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-always-that-lousy-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-7791046313090233463</id><published>2009-11-18T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:25:05.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe it's in wondering how you feel that makes me can't stop thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7791046313090233463?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7791046313090233463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7791046313090233463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7791046313090233463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7791046313090233463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-its-in-wondering-how-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-5817394715294143730</id><published>2009-11-17T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:37:07.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna sleep.&lt;div&gt;I wanna fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna fall into deep sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all i can do is lie awake and stare into the darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts, please stay away. Leave me alone. Just for tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes are getting smaller and smaller each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe one day i wouldnt even be able to see no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-5817394715294143730?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/5817394715294143730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=5817394715294143730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5817394715294143730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5817394715294143730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3245154022717294015</id><published>2009-11-16T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:34:19.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If be in any case,&lt;div&gt;We can choose not to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the very next day cold hard reality is gonna grab you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hit you down to the core,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would never wanna sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in every sleep that I dream of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in every glance i take in the dark, finding myself all alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in waking up to an empty space beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing you wont be there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hardest part is in waking up every morning and remembering what you have been trying so hard to forget last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm afraid to sleep every night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth, I haven't slept at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3245154022717294015?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3245154022717294015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3245154022717294015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3245154022717294015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3245154022717294015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-be-in-any-case-we-can-choose-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3636852216037750137</id><published>2009-11-15T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:22:25.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;~ Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. ~&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/745584180307404677-3636852216037750137?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3636852216037750137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3636852216037750137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3636852216037750137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3636852216037750137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-9081754738526841950</id><published>2009-11-15T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:58:58.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runawaytrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_Cy-7W3bI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WuzJ1RW9yrk/s1600-h/runawaytrain4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_Cy-7W3bI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WuzJ1RW9yrk/s400/runawaytrain4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404252259009093042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_BzqmHVlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/S6RzkicregY/s1600-h/runawaytrain3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_BzqmHVlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/S6RzkicregY/s400/runawaytrain3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404251171219527250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_BAQ9ITgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yk14ZM1u1m8/s1600-h/runawaytrain2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_A__r__yI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ql1aTV9413A/s400/runawaytrain1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404250283528159010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-9081754738526841950?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/9081754738526841950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=9081754738526841950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9081754738526841950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9081754738526841950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/runawaytrain.html' title='Runawaytrain'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sv_Cy-7W3bI/AAAAAAAAAGo/WuzJ1RW9yrk/s72-c/runawaytrain4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-7270604557748370903</id><published>2009-11-15T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:48:01.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's actions, not words, that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7270604557748370903?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7270604557748370903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7270604557748370903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7270604557748370903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7270604557748370903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-actions-not-words-that-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-4069746727762503595</id><published>2009-11-14T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:17:56.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:14px;"&gt;The happiness that we shared, it is never going to last, and if that is so, why still pursue a love that is going to writhe away soon? Why create more happiness, when I know that this ring of glee is going to be part of a memory that you will dearly miss, and I will heartbreakingly forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I met you, I wondered why all the lyrics in love songs were so exaggerated: Why do lyricists create such mushy and overemotional sentences? Why can’t they just write a good melody without those melodramatic lyrics? That is plain exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I fell in love with you, I thought romance novels were just so silly: Why would a person cry for another person for hours? How could a person wait for his lover for years? That is plain silliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we became a couple, I thought romance movies were just so stupid: How could a person love another person so deeply that it became an obsession? How could one sacrifice so much, even to the extent of his own life, for his lover? That is plain stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I realized I had fallen so deeply in love with you, I finally understood that songs, novels and movies are just reflections of life, inspired by the writers’ true stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when we decided to end our relationship, I realized our story mirrors a love song that I once heard, a novel you once read and a movie we once watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is not the separation: The pain is the love that we share; the love that was once so blissful is never going to be refreshed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is that we are still so much in love, yet we have to let go now. Only someone who had experienced this before will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it ironic? It is my profound love for you that brought us together. Now, it is the same profound love that will separate us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;A portion from "To Forget You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:14px;"&gt;by Low Kay Hwa&lt;/span&gt;&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/745584180307404677-4069746727762503595?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/4069746727762503595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=4069746727762503595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4069746727762503595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4069746727762503595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness-that-we-shared-it-is-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-653275119799965383</id><published>2009-11-14T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:56:23.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would you do if you fell for an apple.&lt;div&gt;But when you peeled it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only half was the apple but the other an orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you still love the apple for the half?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after loosing the half apple that was left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've realised having half the apple was so much more worth than nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do anything well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't get anything right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow need a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get me back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant sleep at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit around with swollen knuckles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking how different it could have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-653275119799965383?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/653275119799965383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=653275119799965383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/653275119799965383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/653275119799965383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-would-you-do-if-you-fell-for-apple.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-9007758333088924557</id><published>2009-11-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:27:40.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Pathetic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you,&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you dear,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch the night turn light blue.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the same without you,&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes two to whisper quietly,&lt;br /&gt;The silence isn't so bad,&lt;br /&gt;Till I look at my hands and feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the spaces between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Are right where yours fit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find repose in new ways,&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't slept in two days,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;But drenched in Vanilla twilight,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on the front porch all night,&lt;br /&gt;Waist deep in thought because when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I blink I'll think of you... tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When violet eyes get brighter,&lt;br /&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter,&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew,&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I won't forget you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh if my voice could reach back through the past,&lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling I wish you were here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-9007758333088924557?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/9007758333088924557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=9007758333088924557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9007758333088924557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9007758333088924557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-pathetic.html' title='I&apos;m Pathetic.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-317763432212492328</id><published>2009-11-13T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:50:22.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the only thing i ask for you is to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-317763432212492328?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/317763432212492328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=317763432212492328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/317763432212492328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/317763432212492328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-thing-i-ask-for-you-is-to-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-8021963779045256012</id><published>2009-11-13T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:45:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you then. now. and always.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i've stressed you out.&lt;br /&gt;But all the best to you. Stay happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-8021963779045256012?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/8021963779045256012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=8021963779045256012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8021963779045256012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8021963779045256012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-576981396752498495</id><published>2009-11-12T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:35:52.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever happened to the girl I fell in love with?&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's time to say goodbye. Time to say it's enough.&lt;div&gt;What do you think?&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/745584180307404677-576981396752498495?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/576981396752498495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=576981396752498495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/576981396752498495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/576981396752498495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-its-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-5575258260842812842</id><published>2009-11-10T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:42:44.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Confused.</title><content type='html'>Would you ask "are you okay?" or "what's wrong?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you feel it too? Or is it just coming from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's difficult to bring it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It somehow feels so distant. What's happening?&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/745584180307404677-5575258260842812842?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/5575258260842812842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=5575258260842812842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5575258260842812842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5575258260842812842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-confused.html' title='I Am Confused.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-466586091205568837</id><published>2009-11-10T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:27:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacillating</title><content type='html'>I don't know. It somehow feels different.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny feelings, funny feelings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you don't love me anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since everybody's changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everybody's changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause everybody's changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't feel right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everybody's changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everybody's changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For whatever might have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that it never was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever I couldn't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that I didn't want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a method to my madness girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That wasn't clear to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the day I saw your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I saw everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you need it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you feel like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gon' be like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You better believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to make myself believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That planet earth turns slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause everything is never as it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave my door open just a crack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take me away from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause I feel like such an insomniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take me away from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please take me away from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I'm far too tired to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never make a promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't intend to keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I say forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever's what I mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am no casanova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I swear this much is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be holding nothing back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dream of love that's everlasting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well baby open up your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can love you like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would make you my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move heaven and earth if you were my girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would give you my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be all that you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show you you're everything that's precious to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give me a chance, I can love you like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-466586091205568837?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/466586091205568837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=466586091205568837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/466586091205568837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/466586091205568837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/11/vacillating.html' title='Vacillating'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3280842951629715428</id><published>2009-10-17T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:12:26.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;你最近不說話 怎麼了 為什麼&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麼事讓妳不快樂&lt;br /&gt;聽說你最近很孤單 有點亂有點慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我卻不能夠在你的身旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3280842951629715428?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3280842951629715428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3280842951629715428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3280842951629715428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3280842951629715428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-4643290942030633010</id><published>2009-10-09T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:00:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For I Know... I'm Yours</title><content type='html'>You touch these tired eyes of mine&lt;br /&gt;And map my face out line by line&lt;br /&gt;And somehow growing old feels fine&lt;br /&gt;I listen close for I'm not smart&lt;br /&gt;You wrap you thoughts in works of art&lt;br /&gt;And they're hanging on the walls of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the softest touch&lt;br /&gt;I may not say the words as such&lt;br /&gt;And though I may not look like much&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;And though my edges may be rough&lt;br /&gt;And never feel I'm quite enough&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem like very much&lt;br /&gt;But I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;You heeled these scars over time&lt;br /&gt;Embraced my soul You loved my mind&lt;br /&gt;You're the only angel in my life&lt;br /&gt;The day news came my best friend died&lt;br /&gt;My knees went week and you saw me cry&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the softest touch&lt;br /&gt;I may not say the words as such&lt;br /&gt;And though I may not look like much&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;And though my edges may be rough&lt;br /&gt;And never feel I'm quite enough&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem like very much&lt;br /&gt;But I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the softest touch&lt;br /&gt;I may not say the words as such&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't fit in that much&lt;br /&gt;But I'm yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-4643290942030633010?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/4643290942030633010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=4643290942030633010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4643290942030633010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4643290942030633010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-i-know-im-yours.html' title='For I Know... I&apos;m Yours'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-6388303424557690370</id><published>2009-09-21T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:27:32.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Need Anniversaries Cause Everyday Should Be Special.</title><content type='html'>I love you Baby. =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoyed just lying next to you under the scorching sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should do it more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;World! Be jealous for these two girls are damn in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-6388303424557690370?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/6388303424557690370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=6388303424557690370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/6388303424557690370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/6388303424557690370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-need-anniversaries-cause.html' title='I Don&apos;t Need Anniversaries Cause Everyday Should Be Special.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-1263130456506247764</id><published>2009-09-11T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:58:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so what if it hurts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so what if i break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;so what if this world just throws me off the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;my feet run out of ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i gotta find my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i wanna hear my sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;dont care about all the pain infront of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;cause im just tryna be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;just wanna be happy&lt;/span&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-745584180307404677.post-5512916973727749558</id><published>2009-09-07T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:09:25.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assiduously Blasé</title><content type='html'>Wow! i'm blogging again! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored you know...&lt;br /&gt;been working for the past month and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring.&lt;br /&gt;working is really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! come entertain me during my lunch hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent blogged in so long.&lt;br /&gt;And i dunno what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems mundane.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SOME EXCITEMENT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;it's the monday blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-5512916973727749558?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/5512916973727749558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=5512916973727749558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5512916973727749558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/5512916973727749558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/09/assiduously-blase.html' title='Assiduously Blasé'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-799060047786216320</id><published>2009-08-02T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:16:26.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Compos Mentis</title><content type='html'>Is there something wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;My hands keep shaking.&lt;br /&gt;My nose keeps bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;My vision is blurring.&lt;br /&gt;Someone please save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a blurring vision and trembling hands,&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying out I need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;I need you more than I ever needed anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-799060047786216320?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/799060047786216320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=799060047786216320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/799060047786216320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/799060047786216320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/08/non-compos-mentis.html' title='Non Compos Mentis'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-2459871605161836812</id><published>2009-08-01T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:18:47.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Be There?</title><content type='html'>If I were blue, would you be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ears that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care,&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;br /&gt;And never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am away, would you still think of me,&lt;br /&gt;And wished that you could hold me now.&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;br /&gt;All the way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true,&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you always be there,&lt;br /&gt;To kiss my pain away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true,&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you always be there,&lt;br /&gt;To kiss my pain away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there ..... for me ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2459871605161836812?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2459871605161836812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2459871605161836812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2459871605161836812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2459871605161836812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/08/would-you-be-there.html' title='Would You Be There?'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-9101354584350398347</id><published>2009-07-28T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:25:38.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Vociferation</title><content type='html'>OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby's sick and I can't go take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lousy me...&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/745584180307404677-9101354584350398347?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/9101354584350398347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=9101354584350398347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9101354584350398347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/9101354584350398347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-vociferation.html' title='In Vociferation'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-7563589321670319341</id><published>2009-07-27T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:40:59.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Great Contrition</title><content type='html'>I'll be the one to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And when your feeling lonely look to your side I'll be around&lt;br /&gt;I found love&lt;br /&gt;New meaning to love&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day I met you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;The only one who guides me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl whenever I'm with chu its like I have a lucky charm&lt;br /&gt;Come on over here girl let me take you into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know this baby girl I wont ever do you harm&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know I'm by your side everyday and all night&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you'll have a fright in my arms that's where you'll hide&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you if you need a shed of cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll call you every night&lt;br /&gt;Ever time that chu feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;The only things in life is you girl and my homies&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry baby girl come to me if you feel scared&lt;br /&gt;I know it from the past I'm the only one who cared&lt;br /&gt;We'll live with our life happily and even blessed&lt;br /&gt;Every corner every way I'll try to sneak a kiss, yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And when your feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;look to your side I'll be around&lt;br /&gt;I found love&lt;br /&gt;New meaning to love&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day I meet you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;The only one who guides me through&lt;br /&gt;your all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;all I ever asked for&lt;br /&gt;even more&lt;br /&gt;After each day its seems we grow more closer then before&lt;br /&gt;here we are the best of two lovers&lt;br /&gt;never want us to be over&lt;br /&gt;Heaven made us for each other&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;There's only you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Till the end&lt;br /&gt;Since the start&lt;br /&gt;you and I can never be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;We'll last for eternity&lt;br /&gt;This love we have so true&lt;br /&gt;No one else compares to you&lt;br /&gt;No one can take your place&lt;br /&gt;your place in my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;you play the perfect role to make my heart a whole&lt;br /&gt;no words can ever become by to add up to how I feel inside…baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;whenever you feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And when your feeling lonely I look to your side I'll be around&lt;br /&gt;I found love new meaning to love ever since the day I met you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;The only one who guides me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So your standing in your heart&lt;br /&gt;So that I could see your feelings&lt;br /&gt;Who knows about the day&lt;br /&gt;When I get down and kneeling&lt;br /&gt;With the ring in my hand&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to change your world so that we can get married&lt;br /&gt;Its complete that chu ma girl&lt;br /&gt;I ain't that type of men who will leave you crying tears&lt;br /&gt;Ill be the man that stays caring for you all throughout the years&lt;br /&gt;I'll suite your heart with things so that chu could keep on smiling&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you more&lt;br /&gt;If you agree to we play on fighting&lt;br /&gt;So just think about the future&lt;br /&gt;Just loving one another&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it clearly&lt;br /&gt;We will always be two lovers&lt;br /&gt;With the trust and respect&lt;br /&gt;That every couple needs&lt;br /&gt;To shine within happily&lt;br /&gt;truly to succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And when your feeling lonely look to your side I'll be around&lt;br /&gt;I found love&lt;br /&gt;New meaning to love&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day I met you&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;The only one who guides me through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O no...&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;But in exchange, You fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry Baby.&lt;br /&gt;And you're in denial that your cough isn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really made me realise how painful it is to leave someone.&lt;br /&gt;How can I actually give it a thought.&lt;br /&gt;I can never imagine why I even entertained that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let go.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the circumstance,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7563589321670319341?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7563589321670319341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7563589321670319341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7563589321670319341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7563589321670319341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-great-contrition.html' title='Of Great Contrition'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-2920261570489007038</id><published>2009-07-25T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:41:45.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Happy As A Clam At High Waters</title><content type='html'>It's so wonderful...&lt;div&gt;When I'm sick and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having so much work to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before damn internship starts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Production group was a total new thing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never anticipated that it would be a good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The group was supportive and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would say it's the first time I am actually 100% satisfied with the end product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The video we presented was the reason we were all beaming with pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would say we totally owned the whole class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or should I say for both classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoopie! Awesomest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Jem asked me to join 50 Frames Production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm super glad.. and wanna join...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand I have to think about what others in 50 frames might think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like maybe why she must join 50 frames...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why she come into our clique and crew...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like suddenly become part of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm happy I found some group, although with LOTS of difference,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They still work together, complimenting each other with their talents and skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How wonderful... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one more thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have my Baby all to myself tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesomest! Happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2920261570489007038?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2920261570489007038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2920261570489007038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2920261570489007038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2920261570489007038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-happy-as-clam-at-high-waters.html' title='As Happy As A Clam At High Waters'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3139878237154763378</id><published>2009-07-16T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:46:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Need For Flamboyant Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>I think my Baby is the best lover around. EVER.&lt;div&gt;It hurts more thinking that she thinks she can't make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because she's my joy. My love. My life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's such a cheer knowing my Baby tries her best to please me in any sense of the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is my perfect girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You've always been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the perfect spot.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try my best to make my Baby happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To eat together all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give her flowers on no special occasions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because everyday should be a special occasion whenever I'm with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carrying her bag is just for my own selfish reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To show the world she's mine and we are not some pair of besties holding hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to train up my arms in the mean time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Practically everything just to see my Baby smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause when she's happy I'm happy too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See! that's ultimately a selfish gain too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everyone has their priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has their responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I have to constantly remind myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course if given the choice I know you and I would choose the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To just slack around in each other's arms and do nothing but love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be silly Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't apologise for something that's not your fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't apologise because it hurts me to see you feel sad and blame yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make my day for every day you're with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You truly do. As always. And always will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prawns will always be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't as if I was dying the next day and prawns would keep me alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire floss buns weren't around that day but I got to eat it today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hideouts should be the government's fault. Cause they didn't make enough of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You do everything right. You're my perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make me whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To blame the government more, they should have more buses for me to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! It's not as if you run SBS right Baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buses are way beyond our control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me which girlfriend on earth can beat my girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's probably the most sweet little thing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most (insert anything associated with the Dream) lover you could ever find around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I was being hard to please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tried your best and I didn't appreciate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always smile whenever you're with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not externally all the time but in the insides as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every hour, every minute and every second you're with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a smile inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never known sharing my bed would be such joy, such love and such warmth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never thought of having a settled down long term relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never understood the happiness in life that numbs all pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never comprehended the meaning of the world crumbling whenever she's not around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never meant so much to another person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Until, You found me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Baby does everything right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be more appreciative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will treasure the times we shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And will share. For always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad the plan changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was always meant to be just I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never a reply I love you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm really glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Change is good. (in this case)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never betray you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never let any Dew come into our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you are the one that I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one that I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start this new chapter of your life together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no more my world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just our world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3139878237154763378?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3139878237154763378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3139878237154763378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3139878237154763378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3139878237154763378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-need-for-flamboyant-vocabulary.html' title='No Need For Flamboyant Vocabulary'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-8662500359841285077</id><published>2009-07-15T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:42:05.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbitrary Fulminations</title><content type='html'>I smelt like chlorine the whole day.&lt;div&gt;I think it's getting into my brains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took a 25 year old boy some brains to create facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I have some brains like that too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby's going to the big U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New chapters mean new beginnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New beginnings mean new endings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The economy is still bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christine resigned as the commissioner of the LPGA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall take over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is running out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna make every moment I spend with you count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't have everything we want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never ever was possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oprah is stingy and doesn't give enough money to charity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause as much as she gives, she has many millions more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;-Sasha Grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm mentally tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-8662500359841285077?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/8662500359841285077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=8662500359841285077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8662500359841285077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8662500359841285077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/arbitrary-fulminations.html' title='Arbitrary Fulminations'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3359322955787540930</id><published>2009-07-14T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:08:55.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If - Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If a picture paints a thousand words,&lt;br /&gt;Then why can't I paint you?&lt;br /&gt;The words will never show the you I've come to know.&lt;br /&gt;If a face could launch a thousand ships,&lt;br /&gt;Then where am I to go?&lt;br /&gt;There's no one home but you,&lt;br /&gt;You're all that's left me too.&lt;br /&gt;And when my love for life is running dry,&lt;br /&gt;You come and pour yourself on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man could be two places at one time,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend the end with you.&lt;br /&gt;And when the world was through,&lt;br /&gt;Then one by one the stars would all go out,&lt;br /&gt;Then you and I would simply fly away &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/745584180307404677-3359322955787540930?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3359322955787540930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3359322955787540930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3359322955787540930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3359322955787540930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-bread.html' title='If - Bread'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-794819114579665206</id><published>2009-07-12T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:56:14.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uproarious Locutions</title><content type='html'>Little Britain is HILARIOUS!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Social Worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;: Vicky, where is your baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0524240/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Vicky Pollard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;: Swapped it for a Westlife CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Social Worker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;: Vicky, how could you do such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0524240/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Vicky Pollard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;: I know. They're rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahhaa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kinda scriptwriter comes up with this shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonderful fella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0048982/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Narrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: When people in Britain want to buy a pet, they go to a pet shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If they want to buy a pet shop, they go to a pet shop shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If they want to buy a pet shop shop, well, they're just being silly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/745584180307404677-794819114579665206?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/794819114579665206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=794819114579665206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/794819114579665206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/794819114579665206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/uproarious-locutions.html' title='Uproarious Locutions'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-2202160410611089238</id><published>2009-07-10T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:12:29.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jollity Over A Cinch</title><content type='html'>I'mma crossing the border with my Baby tmr!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOPIEEEEDOOWAHH! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a REALLY good girl today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Baby said so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that I normally ain't...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that today I was specially good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHO! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO MY PARENTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was raining awfully heavy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But den in the evening it stopped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the gym with Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did the walker thingy... for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den did leg weights... 25kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahah! Baby said I was crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahahha! NO I'M NOT! haahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just my normal self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope can walk tmr. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can la can la... hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did chest press also... 3 sets of 15 yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15kg... haha! not much la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den after all that went to play golf with Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally sucked man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played like shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joined some other fella to make a flight of 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he thought I totally cannot play kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but totally proved him wrong with my 5-iron shot man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! he went like wow... ahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did about 150m...hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den after golf went for dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate some beef soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner and went home sat on couch and watched final episode of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ultimatum. recorded the other day but didnt get to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so lag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still havent watched the MJ tribute that I happily recorded successfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas once again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't love someone because she is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is beautiful because you love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2202160410611089238?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2202160410611089238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2202160410611089238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2202160410611089238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2202160410611089238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/jollity-over-cinch.html' title='Jollity Over A Cinch'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-4754924176693267276</id><published>2009-07-10T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T02:22:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enervated, Tuckered Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Johnny wanna be a big star&lt;br /&gt;Get on stage and play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;Make a little money, buy a fancy car&lt;br /&gt;A big old house and a alligator&lt;br /&gt;Just to match with them alligator shoes&lt;br /&gt;He's a rich man so he's no longer singing the blues&lt;br /&gt;He's singing songs about material things&lt;br /&gt;And platinum rings and watches that go bling&lt;br /&gt;But, diamonds don't blink in the dark&lt;br /&gt;He a star now, but he ain't singing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later it's just gonna fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Coz his fans can't relate to his new found art&lt;br /&gt;He ain't doing what he did from the start&lt;br /&gt;And that's puttin' in some feeling and thought&lt;br /&gt;He decided to live his life shallow&lt;br /&gt;Cash in his love for material.&lt;br /&gt;And it's gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Gone going, gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything gone give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing&lt;br /&gt;"Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself in the mirror and you&lt;br /&gt;Feel safe coz it looks familiar&lt;br /&gt;But you're afraid to open up your soul coz you&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know, don't really know who is&lt;br /&gt;The person that's deep within&lt;br /&gt;Coz you're content with just being the name brand band&lt;br /&gt;And ya fail to see that its trivial,&lt;br /&gt;insignificant, you addicted to material&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your kind before&lt;br /&gt;You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store&lt;br /&gt;Packaged up with incense sticks&lt;br /&gt;With them vegetarian melts&lt;br /&gt;To you, that's righteous&lt;br /&gt;You're fiction like books&lt;br /&gt;You need to go out to life and look&lt;br /&gt;Coz what happens when they take your material&lt;br /&gt;and you already sold your soul?&lt;br /&gt;And it's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Gone going, gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything gone give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing&lt;br /&gt;"Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;You say that time is money and money is time&lt;br /&gt;So you got your mind on your money and your money on your mind&lt;br /&gt;But what about... that crime that you did to get paid&lt;br /&gt;And what about... that bit, "You can't take it to your grave"&lt;br /&gt;And what about those shoes you'll wear today&lt;br /&gt;They'll do no good on the bridges you burnt along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that money that you got gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That gear that you rock gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The house up on the hill gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The gold and purse on your grill gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;The ice on your wrist gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That nice little Miss gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;That whip that you roll gonna be gone&lt;br /&gt;And what's worst is your soul already gone&lt;br /&gt;Coz it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Gone going, gone&lt;br /&gt;Everything gone give a damn&lt;br /&gt;Gone be the birds when they don't want to sing&lt;br /&gt;"Gone people" up awkward with their things gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We watched Transformers 2 today.&lt;div&gt;Baby and her beloveds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarious jokers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The transport system was rather cock up today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First the mrt kept stopping at every station from Kembangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally reached City Hall after double the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came the bus from Eunos after walking Baby back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited BLOODY LONG for the bus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when it finally came there were 2 back to back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IRRITATING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired out this Chirstmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-4754924176693267276?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/4754924176693267276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=4754924176693267276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4754924176693267276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4754924176693267276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/enervated-tuckered-out.html' title='Enervated, Tuckered Out'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-8584538587212367630</id><published>2009-07-08T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:30:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congenial Company Makes A Whale Of A Time</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas and Happy 3rd Month BABY!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiest pon school day today! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early morning went over to Baby's place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a bus to Outram. Uber long ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collected some vichy products for Ruru...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when we were walking to the bus stop to go to bugis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw my aunt. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to think I had a super weird feeling that I would meet someone there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How weird. Dunno if she saw or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways I dun really care.. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the 3rd month and I AM HAPPY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Face that fact world!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Parco! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played a fool... KLKK...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited for Woon at Kino...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read a book to my Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Gift of Nothing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sweetness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went NTU with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited till they were done with their medical checkup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think almost all of the employees there were super assholes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except one lady at the registration counter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way she talked on the phone damn funny man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played Taptap the whole time while waiting on Baby's touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoopie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play until see stars man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chachambo I tell you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den we took the bus to Pioneer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WahLAU!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this guy that was seated a few rows down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SI BEH CHAO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMELLY UNTIL DIE LORH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUFFOCATED TO THE MAX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was practically breathing into my ORANGE backpack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF that ass. TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den at Pioneer we took the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to go see the sunset at Marina Barage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAHBEH. NO SUN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KNS to the max lorhhhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baskit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we took the train to Queenstown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KANA SAI AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you arh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids of nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PIANG EH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN SMELLY ALSO LORH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so many people alight already they still stand right in front of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK. irritating pests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RV cheeeeenahhhh fucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what Cheryl always says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(of course dun have the fucks la.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that one is I ownself input one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. back to complaining about the smelly kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PIANG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we shifted seats to the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They finally sat down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ASSHOLES I CALL THEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to IKEA! at Alexandra de.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a bus from Queenstown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When going down got this guy kick my thigh seh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accidentally arh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT STILL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IKEA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate din din there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken leg!! HERRING!!! WHOOOO!!! and MEATBALLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesomeness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner we walked around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby and Woon had cones to wrap up the meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den we went to Anchorpoint Cold Storage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH! Fun to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super talk cock there lorh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha! HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so proven right that it's christmas now lorh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stockings leh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They sell stockings!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaahahha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woon bought alot of NONSENSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which includes foccacia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhahhaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seaweed that's shredded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be garnish she wanna eat like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUNNY TT CHAR BOR....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and came another LONG bus ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ANOTHER SIBEH SMELLY FELLA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time it was a banglah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK. Can't these people put more perfume &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or carry a deodorant wherever they go?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK. irritants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den when we got seats at the back row...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up came these 2 Philippinas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the old man at the other end of the row occupied like 1.5 seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the 2 ladies happily squeezed in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a numb leg and half a butt left when they finally alighted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways. we alighted and walked Baby home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when Baby walked into her gate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this sudden urge to try out the yoga pose that Woon was talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I placed the ORANGE backpack on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I tried it out there and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt even stand properly lorh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den so hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I tried squatting, I fell right on my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then a car was turning into the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we picked up our stuff and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woon wanted to cab home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she dropped me off at Eunos mrt bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW NICE!!!! WHOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have to walk the rat infested place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and No.2 came along. so cooperative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was standing just beside the bus driver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After SOOOOOoooo long after the new bus model came out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and taking it soooooo many times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally realised it's an automatic bus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW! no manual gearstick worh!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so senang lorh the uncle drive untill....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POWER KIAH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I walked back at record time today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked super fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just felt like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOOOO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home I was super glad cause only Mom was home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW NICE! no scolding today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-8584538587212367630?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/8584538587212367630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=8584538587212367630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8584538587212367630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8584538587212367630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/congenial-company-makes-whale-of-time.html' title='Congenial Company Makes A Whale Of A Time'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-862760307771913533</id><published>2009-07-07T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:18:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrifying Anxiety</title><content type='html'>I am worried.&lt;div&gt;The future is so unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're gonna be busy with our schedules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's gonna happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would things still remain status co?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would things improve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or would it spiral negatively?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am worried this christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world would not carry your worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-862760307771913533?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/862760307771913533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=862760307771913533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/862760307771913533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/862760307771913533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/petrifying-anxiety.html' title='Petrifying Anxiety'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-4195375657083709108</id><published>2009-07-07T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:41:20.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corespondency Missives</title><content type='html'>I should have gotten used to it by now.&lt;div&gt;Everyday I should just prepare myself mentally:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody is gonna vent their anger on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody is gonna find something to scold me for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody is gonna be unsatisfied with something I have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That way I wouldnt feel sad or have any disapproval with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt it true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Why are they always unhappy with the things I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I'm really that bad a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But someone comes along and loves me for who I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never felt so loved before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never loved someone so much before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if I've let you down in anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if I've let you feel of certain inferiority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the best and I want you to know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never fail to amaze me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fail to amuse me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never fail to make me happy even though I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesnt matter even if&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have our differences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the one huge similarity is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you and You love me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give you the most I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most I'm capable of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But help me along the way okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But eversince I've got you I was one step closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this journey of imperfection with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together forever in Christmas times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-4195375657083709108?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/4195375657083709108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=4195375657083709108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4195375657083709108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/4195375657083709108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/corespondency-missives.html' title='Corespondency Missives'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-4012005254720550720</id><published>2009-07-07T00:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:32:27.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ardent Amorousness</title><content type='html'>Damn these Hotties.&lt;div&gt;I've decided to show off the top beauties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In no specific order... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBhoGxFPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gq0gmMod0iU/s1600-h/Lucy_Pinder_at_FHM_Awards_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBhoGxFPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gq0gmMod0iU/s320/Lucy_Pinder_at_FHM_Awards_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414952854230258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBhoGxFPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gq0gmMod0iU/s1600-h/Lucy_Pinder_at_FHM_Awards_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucy Pinder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBAcICTFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/13BJRKe0BVQ/s1600-h/selita-ebanks-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBAcICTFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/13BJRKe0BVQ/s320/selita-ebanks-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355414382702644306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBAcICTFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/13BJRKe0BVQ/s1600-h/selita-ebanks-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selita Ebanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAYNd82fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kFIlJtmdsRY/s1600-h/megan-fox-kiss-756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAYNd82fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kFIlJtmdsRY/s320/megan-fox-kiss-756.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355413691573262834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAYNd82fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kFIlJtmdsRY/s1600-h/megan-fox-kiss-756.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAEQAsiyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zaR8QKahFDY/s1600-h/halle_berry2_narrowweb__300x423,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAEQAsiyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zaR8QKahFDY/s320/halle_berry2_narrowweb__300x423,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355413348658481954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJAEQAsiyI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zaR8QKahFDY/s1600-h/halle_berry2_narrowweb__300x423,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halle Berry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_wyvWh_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VNPZRtFTW7I/s1600-h/bar-refaeli250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_wyvWh_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VNPZRtFTW7I/s320/bar-refaeli250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355413014383593458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_wyvWh_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VNPZRtFTW7I/s1600-h/bar-refaeli250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bar Refaeli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_XAVGs0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5kPc4r9x2Dk/s1600-h/ana-ivanovic-fhm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_XAVGs0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5kPc4r9x2Dk/s320/ana-ivanovic-fhm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355412571355001666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI_XAVGs0I/AAAAAAAAAFI/5kPc4r9x2Dk/s1600-h/ana-ivanovic-fhm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ana Ivanovic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI-6mN92NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lzHm3FaLIhE/s1600-h/aubrey-oday-danity-kane-april-4-2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI-6mN92NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lzHm3FaLIhE/s320/aubrey-oday-danity-kane-april-4-2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355412083309402322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aubery O'day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI939aSiVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wcIGp7X3Src/s1600-h/alicia_keys-3161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI939aSiVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/wcIGp7X3Src/s320/alicia_keys-3161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355410938483870034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI9XBXvmaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZOUcrxd8ep4/s1600-h/paz-vega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI9XBXvmaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZOUcrxd8ep4/s320/paz-vega.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355410372611250594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlI9XBXvmaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZOUcrxd8ep4/s1600-h/paz-vega.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paz Vega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND OF COURSE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate Voegele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlItgBx6N-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/dU12E-zO-xE/s1600-h/Kate+VoegeleRedhue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlItgBx6N-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/dU12E-zO-xE/s320/Kate+VoegeleRedhue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355392935153776610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlItN9S1FxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g9551tNUe1U/s1600-h/Kate+VoegeleCloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlItN9S1FxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g9551tNUe1U/s320/Kate+VoegeleCloseup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355392624712029970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways... Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me... the most beautiful is my Baby. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJC_HbKA0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/2qXctzmn5yQ/s1600-h/Photo+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJC_HbKA0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/2qXctzmn5yQ/s400/Photo+170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355416558989083458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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' 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Amorousness'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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/_59nLgwFI8WA/SlJBhoGxFPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gq0gmMod0iU/s72-c/Lucy_Pinder_at_FHM_Awards_2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-2573975046705912725</id><published>2009-07-06T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:56:03.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamentable Sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have heard it said so many times, 'Love is blind'&lt;br /&gt;So why are you staring?&lt;br /&gt;You say that love is all we need, well&lt;br /&gt;Does that apply to me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have found someone&lt;br /&gt;That I think is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And I have fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;And I'm telling you&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Means everything to me&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;Not even what the world thinks of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me when I was a little girl, 'Love's a pearl -&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky if you find it,&lt;br /&gt;So share that precious beauty with the world,'&lt;br /&gt;Now suddenly they say I've got to hide it&lt;br /&gt;But I have found true love&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing you can do&lt;br /&gt;Just try and stop me, just try and stop us&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you, 'cause&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Means everything to me&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;Not even what the world thinks of me&lt;br /&gt;(She...she...she...)&lt;br /&gt;It's simple as can be&lt;br /&gt;I love her, she loves me&lt;br /&gt;This is what everybody dreams of&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to be afraid of, there's nothing to be afraid of, after all it's only love&lt;br /&gt;'cause&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Means everything to me&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;Not even what the world thinks of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm down and lonely at 2.50am.&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness I don't have classes the whole day tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas to those out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*bows*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2573975046705912725?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2573975046705912725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2573975046705912725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2573975046705912725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2573975046705912725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/ardent-amorousness.html' title='Lamentable Sorrow'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-3910399962523251691</id><published>2009-07-05T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:49:56.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inadvertently Omitted Details</title><content type='html'>OPPS! Forgot to blog about today!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was awaken at 11am. as usual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Blk 201, Tamp St21...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Optician. Early morning spent $110 of Dad's money..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LIKE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den had lunch at some coffeeshop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the rest of Fiddler on the Roof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tradition... tradition!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super hilarious feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST WATCH if bored to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super long saturday neh go out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldnt decide what to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow we met at City hall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was late. (SORRY!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and somehow ended up eating Shokudu for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... let's see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow out of the blue suddenly missed the singapore river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DUNNO WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we walked out of city hall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and saw the fireworks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so coincidental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat by the river just talking nonsense...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHICH OF COURSE INCLUDED PICNIC BASKET AND WATER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PICNIC ON THE RIVER IN THE AFTERNOON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cool is that hello!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHHOOOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I came up with this super terrific story of how it would be like if it actually happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genius! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;merry christmas once again world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3910399962523251691?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3910399962523251691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3910399962523251691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3910399962523251691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3910399962523251691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/inadvertently-omitted-details.html' title='Inadvertently Omitted Details'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3219164504786286987</id><published>2009-07-04T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:59:50.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Certain Indolence</title><content type='html'>I am too lazy to blog.&lt;div&gt;Seriously. Too lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually have lotsa to say/write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm totally indolent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Baby blogged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And she's the most indolent one..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I shall blog too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The loneliest day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHO. not really arh. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby had to have lunch with her dad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I joined Mom and Godma for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godma bought Mom lunch as a belated birthday thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Chow Zhou Inn... at parkway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pig's stomach soup! OMG!!!! NICEST TO THE MAX!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch for 3 cost $95 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kudos to Godma for lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner couldn't eat with Baby. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause Dad was home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he insisted to go to the range.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For dinner too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUCKS. he wanted to go to Safra one instead of Marina's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUCKS. dun like Safra's range.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crowded with both people and lizards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUCKADIDOOOS! DISGUSTING!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't see Baby for 1 day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super IMPROMTU lunch with Baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After not seeing her for a day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can don't eat lunch together right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOOOOOooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after lunch IMPROMTU again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to meet Nadia at her house there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collect money from her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally got paid for the SCGS enrichment I did for Razak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHOHO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happiness! MOoLAAAS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting the moola...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got into the worse cab ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. the uncle was like as if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; I MEAN &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; owes him MONEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HATE. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like the lady driver... Super!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flagged the cab when I havent even reach the pathway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER FAR AWAY FROM THE ROAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I just anyhow flag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not expecting her to stop at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SHE DID!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how power right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she was super nice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPOKE WITH MANNERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like! ZAINESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby dropped me off at UBI BIZLINK CENTRE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and went off to work. she was like 15 late. SORRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to work for Jazreel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whooo! Super fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a food stylist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was a food stylist assistant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*and Alfie discouraged me doing his story of cooking a feast cause i needed a food stylist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stood the whole day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FISH FILLETS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were doing a double fillet o fish photoshoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the new wasabi double fillet o fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and shaker fries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE SHAKER FRIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after 1 whole day we'll decide when it comes out again ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to put colouring on like EVERYYTHING before frying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was running a mini MacD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW COOL RIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody had different orders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like double cheese or double TarTar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or everything double...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. THIS FELLA ATE LIKE 4 FILLET OH FISHIES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and He came out asking for more. he wanted MacFlurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PIANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE TO FIND FOR HIM???!?!??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUCK MAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadia called to go out for movie after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I SMELT SO HORRIBLE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISGUSTED WITH MYSELF LORH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but Baby didnt seem to mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! I wanted to ask her to bring an extra t for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O wells...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And poor Baby was scared shit by the location of the studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared her to tears when she was walking to the studio from the lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayang kay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I was so horrible I laughed at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahah! but it was quite funny arh. (SORRY.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least after that she was okay... with me around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we took the wrong bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh. correct bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we got off at the next stop and took a cab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cabby was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well he thought I was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHAH! cause I said Hao Di.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very funny meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least I made the old man's day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE WATCHED ICE AGE 3!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HILARIOUS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and merry christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3219164504786286987?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3219164504786286987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3219164504786286987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3219164504786286987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3219164504786286987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-certain-indolence.html' title='Of Certain Indolence'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-7182974843089781163</id><published>2009-07-03T11:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:27:38.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude, Respect and Admiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sk16YJyIlII/AAAAAAAAACA/1wpHEguoJ_U/s1600-h/MJ+tribute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sk16YJyIlII/AAAAAAAAACA/1wpHEguoJ_U/s400/MJ+tribute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354070087375033474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves to the late sexiest man. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7182974843089781163?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7182974843089781163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7182974843089781163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7182974843089781163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7182974843089781163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/07/gratitude-respect-and-admiration.html' title='Gratitude, Respect and Admiration'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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/_59nLgwFI8WA/Sk16YJyIlII/AAAAAAAAACA/1wpHEguoJ_U/s72-c/MJ+tribute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-3960773212767009478</id><published>2009-07-01T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:39:17.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repetition With Supplementaries</title><content type='html'>Tuesday.&lt;div&gt;'Twas a Tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Twas a Tuesday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Twas a rather early Tuesday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big comfy bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big comfy bed smells wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big comfy bed smells aromatically wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to shower and came out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom wanted to take me out to lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told her I didn't wanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told her I'm gonna go to school early and DO WORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Dad said I wasn't doing my schoolwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O WELLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to leave house but she insisted on sending me to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O yes. She came in ranting about why I wasn't close to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well since they're my parents and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO? I just kept quiet and packed my stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked out of the room to hang my towel back in the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she was standing at the doorway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mumbled happy birthday and she was like thank you and moved out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung my towel and she sent me to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed over to the airport...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Nadine on the way to meet my Baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw someone who i thought was her. So I called to make sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waved from afar. And she was walking to a meeting. (Lunch discussion more like it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Baby, O Baby! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to CAAS. Done with job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LUNCH TIME! POPEYES BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought all those on the TO BUY LIST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sent Baby back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed down to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was super early. Sat there chatting with Amanda and Baby online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went into class at 3pm sharp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the first one there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then came Mallory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the rest. Alfie only came in at 3.22pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right. It's Alfie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class ended officially at 5.45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked to Alfie about my FYP story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a few ideas. But nothings confirmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully can get Francis Holgen to star in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*FINGERS CROSSED*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked till it was almost 7pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked out of classroom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Ibsen. Talked to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to the busstop and waited for his bus with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den I saw Nic. Super cute Nic Nic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER HILARIOUS I TELL U...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave me this mor mor ball...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! and he shared the same sentiments about MJ's death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently the t-shirt he wore today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sewed onto the tee something yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was like string curtains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sewed 2 layers on the back of the shoulders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he says it's a tee shirt tribute to MJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O HAIL MJ... and Nic with his wonderful creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I told him he needed some leather or red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the string curtain was black and the tee was black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How respectful to the dead. Following customs here! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I took the train with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He took the train cause he wanted to go to eastpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get tomatoes. HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahhahahaah! BIGGER HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause he wasn't feeling too well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he wanted to eat tomatoes because they contain lotsa vitamins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomatoes are good for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHHA! super funny cann....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was on the way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walkin from the TANAH MERAH MRT STATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my BABY called. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoopie doo wah! HAPPINESS TO THE MAX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end she took the train over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we sat on the steps at the entrance of the underpass...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked and talked more nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know pain could be transferred from internal to external.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked and stoned till Baby was hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we walked over to Simpang's 7-11...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to piggyback her along the way but STUPID bag was in the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she was wearing a short black skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So didn't want the WHOLE WORLD to get free show...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO YEAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another time perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw her up the bus. Walked back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for mom to come back and sang bday song for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she came back at 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still sang for her although the timing over le...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake was good!! From Rive Gauche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Dad was kinda pissed cause he had to wait so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. Story of my family. Forever pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never believed in Santa I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's 1.40am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super full from cake and lotsa water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have class at 9am tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW SUCKY IS THAT MAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrrggh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrrggghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3960773212767009478?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3960773212767009478/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-745584180307404677.post-6453189828818110999</id><published>2009-06-30T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:36:18.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Libretto In Stanzas Or Recognised Forms</title><content type='html'>Love wandered inside,&lt;div&gt;Stronger than you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stronger than I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now that it's begun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cannot turn back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can only turn into one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't ever be too far away to feel you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I won't hesitate at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll always remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That part of you, so tender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be the one to catch your fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm truly inspired,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding my soul there in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you have opened my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lifted me inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By showing me yourself undisguised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will breathe for you each day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comfort you through all the pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gently kiss your fears away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can turn to me and cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always understand that I give you all I have inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;愛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sometimes people put up walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Not to keep people out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;But to see who cares enough to knock them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-6453189828818110999?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/6453189828818110999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=6453189828818110999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I'm spiraling into my doom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I'm feeling half alice but I know one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;You and I will be free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;To live and die by our own rules,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Despite the fact that men are fools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;So you see, this world doesn't matter to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I'll give up all I have just to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;The same air as you till the day that I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 phone calls + smses within less than 4 hrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how many updates do you need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh come on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say i'm a big girl now, cant control me anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck off. Since you cant, stop trying to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't calling and smsing non stop trying to control me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your son isn't even home on the eve of your birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at 10pm you're calling me asking me to go home?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. keep comparing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the degree against the diploma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the A grades against the Cs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the hardworking against the one working when you're asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the thrifty against the extravagant spender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the OH MY GOOD BOY against the rude ass piece of shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the sensible go out and work fella against the insensible lazy bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compare the asslicker against the one who doesnt give a fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COMPARE. COMPARE. COMPARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard you say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O! look! she's creative against the NERD ASS BOOKWORM engineer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O! look! she's generous against the PENNY PINCHING guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O! look! she's home against the fella who comes home only ONCE EVERY 3 DAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O! look! she's got a mind of her own against the I HAVE TO ASK MY GF wonderful guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TIME YOU COMING BACK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least I come home. where is he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SO RUDE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have you heard yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS SPEND MONEY UNNECESSARILY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may be unnecessary to you. have you thought about to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHERE ARE YOU GOING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have I ever questioned you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS GO OUT SO LATE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aren't you also always coming back after midnight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED AT YOURSELF BEFORE QUESTIONING ME??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. you're old with lotsa experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIMES HAVE CHANGED PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE YOURSELF PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;antiques. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get a life out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see the world NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o yes. you don't believe in the WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM WHO YOU'VE MADE ME BECOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o right. I forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't know me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells, don't bother cause you never will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-2254378106791710616?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/2254378106791710616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=2254378106791710616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2254378106791710616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/2254378106791710616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/06/vigilance-against-vigilantes.html' title='Vigilance Against The Vigilantes'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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-745584180307404677.post-3271464748583536619</id><published>2009-06-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:07:32.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoldings In A Vehement Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings&lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's wrong. but it feels so right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a hypocrite. I can't call myself a christian anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't bring myself to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand, I love my Baby so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never felt this guilty before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow I've come to a point where I somewhat don't care anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I know is that I will die without my Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not as if I am an animal that follows its instinct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have feelings too. I have my own thoughts too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it why we were given free will?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why let us choose when there is only ONE choice to be made?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lay in bed last night trying to imagine what it'd be like if ever my Baby left me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'd seriously die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go contract some stupid flu shit or die of some mysterious cardiac arrest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No shit man. I'll seriously die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why this whole thing is affecting me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I cant help but think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts. But at least it's a minimal part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other parts, HELL YEAH BABY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh damn. Why did Michael have to go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you you sexy Jackson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad was just saying if he were to come to Singapore again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll go see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sooo hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. Hope more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's dead now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you my sexy 50 year old man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-3271464748583536619?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/3271464748583536619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=3271464748583536619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3271464748583536619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/3271464748583536619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/06/scoldings-in-vehement-fashion.html' title='Scoldings In A Vehement Fashion'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-7974740128340568853</id><published>2009-06-25T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T04:57:29.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night, Unholy Night</title><content type='html'>Argh. It's 4am and I'm still awake.&lt;div&gt;I'm super awake. I'm still super awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing FB games just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a stupid mozzie had to show itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It flew into the light from the lappy and landed on my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to let it go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I turned on the lights and finally smashed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my Baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_59nLgwFI8WA/SkKRSo5rs-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9bRSmuI51-Q/s320/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350999056672601058" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. Anyways, I'm super liking Ah Mei's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;解脫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dunno why also. Keep repeating it on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should try and sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 8 mins to 5am. GOSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-7974740128340568853?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/7974740128340568853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=7974740128340568853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7974740128340568853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/7974740128340568853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/06/silent-night-unholy-night.html' title='Silent Night, Unholy Night'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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/_59nLgwFI8WA/SkKRSo5rs-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9bRSmuI51-Q/s72-c/Photo+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-8452529319135926534</id><published>2009-06-24T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:34:28.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH. DAMN YO.</title><content type='html'>argh man... i sooo wanna kick myself.&lt;div&gt;why? damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CANT SEE MY BABY TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why didnt i wake up earlier today and head down and have lunch with Baby today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom just told me a while ago that we're having dinner with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's her birthday today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna have dinner with Mama... but my baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna see my baby too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh. bad timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY BABY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor thing... ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least there's lxr. thanks man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-8452529319135926534?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/8452529319135926534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=8452529319135926534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8452529319135926534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/8452529319135926534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/06/argh-damn-yo.html' title='ARGH. DAMN YO.'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-745584180307404677.post-54450725452634896</id><published>2009-06-24T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:43:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holey Smokerooos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 12px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;WoW! I finally started my own blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;How awesome right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Now my baby would have one extra blog to read to entertain her at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;=D whoopiedoowah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;“I never know what the future brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But I know you’re here with me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We’ll make it through and I hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You are the one I share my life with.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It’s the holidays now.. like finally after such a LONG while…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;O wells. it’s only 2 weeks though. and 1 hath already passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;DAMNED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, I sure spent the first 2 days of the last week of the hols well enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Monday! I went to school damn bloody early in the morning… argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But my sweet baby called me to wake me in the early morn.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;hahah! although I just practically went back to sleep after she hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I eventually got up though and got ready, left for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;FINALLY the Hereafter could be used and the server was running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;stupid fire… wahlau. SWAY ASS… well that’s another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ANYWAYS. I super after a long way EVENTUALLY finished my whole project 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;OH THANK GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;although the crits weren’t really tt great… =( at least I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I got complimented on the storyline though… =) kudos to that…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and alfie had to come in with his arms akimbo and said bitchyly,”abit draggy hor…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;haha! and he laughed evilly shortly after. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;O wells, at least Siew Cheng was like super encouraging all the way. LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;super to the max wonderful and supportive that lady. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;after watching everyone’s we headed down to the canteen…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ate MUSLIM RICE! super to the maxxxxxxxx… BESTEST FOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;saw yuan ming playing sudoku.. den my brain itchy.. so went to help her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;unknowingly that andrea lim was having a challenge with her… haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;anyways… ym gave up and handed me the whole thing. and obviously i completed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I did one on my own after that… and Mallory brain itchy also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Apparently she has never completed one on her own. AH WELLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So I helped her… and after we successfully completed 3 puzzles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Andrea was still on the one she was doing when she challenged Yuan. WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and she was rather proud of it. HAHA! hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and den I WAS LATE. argh. DAMN SUDOKU ALWAYS EAT MY TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sorry BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;WE WENT TO WATCH ghost of girlfriend’s past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;super nonsense storyline… but okay la…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;for the sake of Matthew McConaughey and of course the hottie.. JENNIFER GARNER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;hahaha! although in all the movies her face like always the same… SHE’S STILL DAMN HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;haha! after the movie… HELL LONG BUS RIDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the bus uncle was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;he was PUZZLED… why we taking his bus when his route to Eunos is the longest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HAHA! but anyways…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I was happy that it’s times like that I can actually spend precious time with my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I was like to the max on high cause I was blabbering gibberish. hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Hilarious. Myself. ARGH. (shakes head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Baby was like laughing to the max max until she couldn’t walk properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HOHOHO! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;merry christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I love it when Baby laughs so heartily.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;simple happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;“Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;TUESDAY! Was supposed to wake up in the morning to go gym and work everything off…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;but obviously… TOO LAZY LA! (tsk tsk tsk…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Think Mom was quite disappointed. But she gave up even attempting waking me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;well.. Baby called me in the morn.. haha! and OBVIOUSLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;… I went right back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;[O SLEEP... GLORIOUS SLEEP... IT'S THE BEST ACTIVITY WHEN YOU'RE ALONE. =D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Favouritedous hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Woke up at 11.28am… WOW! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Showered and left house. MET BABY FOR LUNCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;=D bestest. drank TEH-PENG. and the bloody milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ARGH. LEAVE ME ALONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;LEAVE MY STOMACH NORMAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;whole day my stomach felt weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;STUPID MILK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. (sorry Baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anyways.. after lunch went to Eunos platform…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I WAS EARLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Met Pearly and Rachel. Kiddos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;hahah! Bloody Hell. Was bad enough I had to wait since I was EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I reached at 1pm. They arrived at 1.25pm. whooo! power kias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Stood at the damn platform. Deciding what to do with our afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HOHO. called NadiaKangSuLing… WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;She was HOME! hohohohohoho! so decided to meet her at TAMPINES (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;after like a super long discussion where to meet. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;we walked around… den went to STARBUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;drank up and finally Nadia reached and we went to Cartel and watched her eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;den went to the ARCADE lorh horrr…. Nadia apparently associates KIDS to the arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;WHAT!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;argh. We stood and watched Dan play the chinese drums thingy… HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;den after Dan and Nadia left we continued walking around AIMLESSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;yes. AIMLESSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;o… I saw an Ashworth Polo that was quite nice. tried it on but it was too big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ashworth has super weird sizing. the men’s extra small is TOO BIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;the women’s extra large is fitting. and the women’s collection is sooooooo limited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;argh. pek chek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So couldn’t buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Save money la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Den we walked until it was 6pm and we left for the airport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Met everyone at BK. and we walked over to the clubhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;whooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;super large group. had to go down a few times to bring everyone to the location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ordered food into the K room and we started singing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;came in only dunno who put the SHAN HU HAI there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;den dun wanna sing. so when Nadine and I walked in…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Nadine sang the char bor part. and obviously I sang the male part…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Everyone like super on high. HO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(wait till we bring in the booze man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;AMANDA SINGS SUPER CUTELY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Every song we sang was practically an anthem. Everyone shouted/sang aloud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And we ended with super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; song! “Dancing Queen”,”THANK YOU FOR THE MUSIC”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;everyone stood up and DANCED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;haha! super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;cha cham bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;ah go go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; lorh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;waiting for the video from Nadia. UBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;after K nobody felt like leaving. but the damn place was waiting for us to leave to close up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So we went for supper! YA KUN people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;super… took LOTSA photos… all nonsense de la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;“HAO LONG IS A CHINA MAN.”/”HOW LONG IS A CHINA MAN.” (thanks Melody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;yeah. and after, we left cause it was getting late and the kiddos had to catch the last train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thanks to ScubaNut who sent me back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Let’s see what Wednesday brings! tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Love you Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/745584180307404677-54450725452634896?l=misdemeanant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/feeds/54450725452634896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=745584180307404677&amp;postID=54450725452634896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/54450725452634896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/745584180307404677/posts/default/54450725452634896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misdemeanant.blogspot.com/2009/06/holey-smokerooos.html' title='Holey Smokerooos'/><author><name>Misdemeanant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09129762704667053551</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
